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Graham Gouldman
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Pawnbroker
Lyricist：Graham Keith Gouldman
Under the sign of the old pawnbroker
There rests a man with our past success
All that I value is in his keeping
He is the guardian of everything I possess
Trophies inscribed with my name in honor
Medals for races that I have won
Prizes for fights in which I was victor
So what the hell, I say, what's gone is gone, all is gone
In on Monday, out on Friday
I'm the only one to blame
Waiting for that Thursday's payday
Every week it's just the same
Behind the grill wearing gold-rimmed glasses
The old man values the cost of fears
Trumpets, guitars, pearly concertinas
Assigned orchestra, lamenting four wasted years
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In on Monday, out on Friday
I'm the only one to blame
Waiting for that Thursday's payday
Every week it's just the same
Under the sign of the old pawnbroker
Trail all the losers in life's contest
Some hurry back to redeem their pledges
My promise, I'll redeem, the day that I'm laid to rest
In on Monday, out on Friday
I'm the only one to blame
Waiting for that Thursday's payday
Every week it's just the same
Under the sign of the old pawnbroker
There rests a man with our past success
All that I value is in his keeping
He is the guardian of everything I possess
Everything I possess, everything I possess
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