Studying Economy

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.