I´d much rather have a caravan in the hills
than a mansion in the slums
the taste of success only lasts you
half an hour or less
but it loves you when it comes
and you laugh at yourself
while you´re bleeding to death
I´d much rather have a trampoline in my front room
than an isolation tank
I wish I was a million miles away
from the manager´s door
there is trouble at the bank
you laugh at yourself
as you go deep into debt
laugh at yourself
while he´s breathing down your neck

who can stop me
with money in my pocket
sometimes I get it free
the best of both worlds

I´d much rather have a caravan in the hills
I´d much rather have a mansion... in the hills
than a mansion in the slums
yeah I´d much rather...
what I mean is, would you mind if I had it all
I´ll take it when it comes
and you laugh at yourself
while you´re bleeding to death
and somebody else is always
breathing down your neck
laugh at yourself
while he´s hanging over your head
the best of both worlds
it´ll soon be over