Up To Me

Take you to the cinema
And leave you in a wimpy bar --
You tell me that we've gone to far --
Come running up to me.
Make the scene at cousin jack's --
Leave him put the bottles back --
Mends his glasses that i cracked --
Well that one's up to me.
Buy a silver cloud to ride --
Pack the tennis club inside --
Trouser cuffs hung far too wide --
Well it was up to me.
Tyres down on your bicicle --
Your nose feels like an icicle --
The yellow fingered smoky girl
Is looking up to me.
Well i'm a common working man
With a half of bitter -- bread and jam
And if it pleases me i'll put one on you man --
When the copper fades away.
The rainy season comes to pass --
The day-glo pirate sinks at last --
And if i laughed a bit to fast.
Well it was up to me.