Jumble sale mums, what are they on?
The kids just sit hanging round the street
and they've got somebody else's clothes on.
Jumble sale dads, boiled in the bath.
He says some things that I can't repeat
and he swears. Oh, this ain't the high life,
this ain't the high life, this ain't the high life.
Jumble sales mums, what are they on?
The kids just sit round the street
and they've got somebody clothes on.
Jumble sales dads, now she's packed her bags.
He does some things that I can't repeat
and he swears. Oh, this ain't the high life,
this ain't the high life, this ain't the high life.