when the great unforeseen scuppers your plans
when you feel the future is out of your hands
well you don't always have to know where to begin
sometimes you've just got to stick in
already insured against whatever comes next
the rich would have us write ourselves cheques
put them under our pillows and wipe off our frowns
as if that's the way capital likes to go round

so say our betters
flaunting their money and time
that all things are possible
through an effort of mind
all that magical thinking
no wonder you buckle inside
one small disappointment
and you're in a spin
don't buy that lie like you've been
sometimes you've got to stick in there

we don't all get quiet and sufficient means
it's less likely now than it ever has been
they told us the boom was heaven sent
til there was nothing left to borrow against

so say our betters
flaunting their money and time
that all things are possible
through an effort of mind
all that magical thinking
no wonder you buckle inside
one small disappointment
and you're in a spin
don't buy that lie like you've been
sometimes you've got to stick in there

the great unforeseen will scupper your plans
the future may never be in your hands
but you don't always have to know where to begin
sometimes you've just got to stick in