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...