LET’S CALL IT CASH
Lyrics, Roger Coghill
Pre chorus:
Spondulicks, notes, the lolly, or the stash.
You call it what you will. Let’s call it cash.
Verse 1:
From slot machines in busy pubs,
From selling whisky in smart clubs,
From doing deals down old Brick Lane,
From flogging property in Spain.
I rake in rents from smooth West One
And shabby flats in Paddington
Eviction when they cannot pay
Is just the kind of game I play.
Chorus:
Spondulicks, notes, the lolly, or the stash.
You call it what you will. Let’s call it cash.
Verse2:
I send my boys in when it’s time
A friendly visit ain’t no crime.
Loot from fake Rolex watches
Lifts bank accounts by several notches.
Want to see a naughty show?
I can tell you where to go
Strip clubs, night clubs, all have been
Where it’s at: my London scene.
Chorus:
Spondulicks, notes, the lolly, or the stash.
You call it what you will. Let’s call it cash.
Verse3:
So who’s to say I am a rogue?
My photographs are seen in Vogue,
Cosmopolitan and Oz
Telling the public where it was.
Getting and spending is my life
A manor house, a gorgeous wife,
The sharpest clothes, the latest shirts
I’ll rake the cash in till it hurts.
Chorus:
Spondulicks, notes, the lolly, or the stash.
You call it what you will. Let’s call it cash.