Words & Music Copyright (c) Simon Atkinson 2018
All Rights Reserved.

Lead Vocals/Guitar : Simon Atkinson
Bouzouki / Backing Vocals: John Duffy
Fiddle: Karen Henderson
Bass: Martin Henderson

Recorded at Next window Studio : Crosshill, Ayrshire, Scotland.

CHAMPAGNE LUNCH

Seems since time began every working man
Toiled for some other's dream
Kept his family fed, bought his daily bread
Tried to live within means

But then dreams were sold with tales of prosperity
Simply place their trust, their hard earned crust
Their homes,their family

So in shares and bonds, into pension funds
Soon placed all of their cash
All advised by you with your bonus due
Trust while sharing their stash

You said Greed is good, get remortgaging right away
So beyond their means they reached for dreams
New home, new holiday

Came that fateful day soon found you'd betrayed
Those that you'd never seen
As your champagne lunch, dreams turned into crunch
Can't you see where you've been?

It's a sin, can't you see where you've been now?
Trading in lives, using people a long, long, long, long time
Now you know 'little people' below
Are calling it time, admit you blew every dime

It's a sin, can't you see where you've been now?
Trading in lives, using people a long, long, long, long time
Now you know 'little people' below
Are calling it time, admit you blew every dime

Now the dust has clear and just as we feared
You're right back on floor
All your years of greed just helped you succeed
On the backs of the poor

Now that working man, his plan is just to survive
From your penthouse high above the mass
Your greed remains alive...