Studying Economy Lyrics & Chords By The Devil's Interval

Well, times are hard, but I'm prepared to try and rattle through it,
And if you come and list to me, I'll tell you how I do it,
And upon my word, studying economy I live like a lord.
At ten I sally out and go to hear the band play,
Which takes me to eleven, when I promenade the strandway,
At two I reach a coffee shop and read a book till seven,
And half a pint of good-for-ale will last me till eleven,
And upon my word, studying economy I live like a lord.
I can't abide block ornaments for fear of those small maggots,
So I wait till eight o'clock some days, and patronise the faggots,
And upon my word, studying economy I live like a lord.
Now I've told you all the particulars of how I pass my day away,
Through studying economy, I don't have much to pay-way.
Though I've reduced it, I tell it to pease-pudding on a Friday,
And all things considering, why, I get 'em pretty tidy,
And upon my word, studying economy I live like a lord.
Then I sally home and make no row, for fear of Mother Randall,
And into bed, in the dark, because it saves the candle.
Then I pass out in all my clothes, just as the day is dawning,
And leave some gin beside the bed for breakfast in the morning,
And upon my word, studying economy I live like a lord.