It's a Fine Life - Remastered

Small pleasures, small pleasures
Who would deny us these? (Not me)
Gin toddies, large measuress
No skimpin' if you please
I rough it
I love it
Life is a game of chance
I never tire of it
Leading this merry dance

If you don't mind having to go without things
It's a fine life (fine life)
Tho' it ain't all jolly old pleasure outings
It's a fine life (fine life)

When you got someone to love
You'd forget your cares and strife
Let the prudes look down on us
Let the wide world frown on us
It's a fine fine life

Who cares if straightlaces sneer at us in the street?
A fine air and fine grace don't have to sin to eat
We wander through London
Who knows what we many find?
There's pockets left undone
On many a behind

If you don't mind taking it as it turns out
It's a fine life (fine life)
Keep the candle burning until it burns out
It's a fine life (fine life)

Though you sometimes do come by
The occasional black eye
You can always cover one
While he blacks the other one
But you don't dare cry

No flounces, no feathers
No frills and furbelows
All winds and all weathers
Ain't good for fancy clo'es

Ah, these trappings

These ta'ers

These we can just afford

What future?

What ma'ers?

We've got our bed and board

If you don't mind having to deal with fagin
It's a fine life (fine life)
Although diseased rats threaten to bring the plague in
It's a fine life (fine life)

But the grass is green and dense
On the right side of the 'fence'
And we take good care of it
That we get our share of it
And we don't mean pence

If you don't mind having to like or lump it
It's a fine life (fine life)
Althought there's no tea-supping and eating crumpet
It's a fine life (fine life)

Not for me
The happy home
Happy husband
Happy wife
Tho' it sometimes touches me
For the likes of such as me
Mine's a fine fine life!



Credits
Writer(s): Lionel Bart
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