Alone Again in the Lap of Luxury

See those people there? They look after me
This is a photograph of who I might be
Man in a uniform, bride on his arm
Mum always was a fool for money and charmHe's been talkin' in his sleep again
Sayin' he's sorry, callin' my name
Sayin' how he's so ashamed
Alone again in the lap of luxury
Alone again in the lap of luxurySince it happened I had nothin' to say
It used to bother them but now it's okay
Mother cleans his dreadful house every day
Scrubbing at the stains that won't go awayThey sent me away to the school in the park
They said it would be good for me
I still hear the other kids cry in the dark
Alone again in the lap of luxury
Alone again in the lap of luxury
Is there no escape from the lap of luxury?