He murdered his nanny because he mistook her for his wifenHis wife was pretty mad, I thinknnThe day is great, I'm feeling finenI won't be late, be there 'fore ninenAll the splender that you see is minenDone a bunk and left my washing on the linennWell, I'm not a punknAnd I'm not a skivernWell, Lucan didn't need itnAnd I don't need it eithernnCongratulate the sun to shinenAnticipate and it's the signnWe're all grapes ripe to be picked from the vinenI left my clothes on the beach and an empty bottle of winennWell, I'm not a punknAnd I'm not a skivernWell, Lucan didn't need itnAnd I don't need it eithernnSlow coach, snail trail down the lanenTraffic jam and againnLost luggage, junk mail, pouring a rainnBrought me down againnnInvestigate scene of the crimenOn my own estate, said I'll be gone a long timenWhile they're out looking, I'm drinking tequila and limenSince I took off in search of that long lost sunny 'climennWell, I'm not a punknAnd I'm not a skivernWell, Lucan didn't need itnAnd I don't need it eithernnWell, I'm not a punknAnd I'm not a skivernWell, Lucan didn't need itnAnd I don't need it either