Sky west and crooked\\
Twisted and as strange as fuck\\
Outside the bookies\\
window shopping for a change of luck\\
With love in our hearts\\
we've got it in spades\\
\\
Sky west and crooked\\
you could have been the talk of the the town\\
But the whole place stayed speechless\\
your upbringing brought you down\\
With love in our hearts\\
we've got it in spades\\
\\
If we club together\\
with all the diamonds we've saved\\
We could look to our hearts and say\\
we've got it in spades\\
\\
Sky west and crooked\\
so your whole life has been a catastrophy\\
But don't kill yourself stupid\\
this ain't the dead poets' society\\
And with love in our hearts\\
we've got it in spades\\
\\
If we club together\\
with all the diamonds we've saved\\
We could look to our hearts and say\\
we've got it in spades\\
\\
I have lived almost 50 years\\
and I've seen life as it is\\
pain, misery, hunger, cruelty beyond belief\\
I've heard singing from the taverns\\
and the moans from the bundles of filth on the streets\\
I've been a soldier and seen my comrades fall in gunfire\\
or die more slowly under the lash in Africa\\
I've held them in my arms at the final moment\\
These we're men who saw life as it is\\
yet they died dispairing\\
no glory no gallant last words\\
Only there eyes filled with confusion wimpering questioning why?\\
I do not think they asked why they we're dying\\
but why they had ever lived\\
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Final spoken word section read by Ian Dury and taken from Man Of La Mancha in some form (the film version differs a bit)\\