There's not much fuzz on an apple,
Very little hair on a grape.
It's only the lack of a beard on a peach,
That keeps it from being an ape.

Oh, one more time around Piccadilly Circus
Driver, follow that bus.
It's a shame the way the rich folks work us.
Everybody's rich but us.

I bought my doggie a muzzle
So he wouldn't bite the man with the mail.
But there was the mailman dead on the walk.
He'd killed him with his tail.

Oh, one more time around Gooseberry Junction
Driver, follow that bus.
It's rather hard for us to function
Everybody's rich but us.

I gave my son a pep-talk
About the birds and the bees.
He understood so quickly,
He took off with a breeze.

First, he chased a chipmunk,
Then he chased a bird.
Now, he's married to a bumblebee,
He, That is abserd.

Oh, one more time around Buckingham Palace
Driver, follow that bus.
There's a blister growin' on my callus.
Everybody's rich but us.

My brother had a haircut..,
Done with pinking shears..,
He looks just like a beatle,
With rather fancy ears.

Oh, one more time around Piccadilly Circus
Driver, follow that bus.
It's a shame the way the rich folk work us.
Everybody's rich but us.

Yes, Everybodys rich,
Everybodys rich,
Everybodys rich but us,
OH YEA.

I wrote this down as I was listening to the song.