Kids walk round like they're half asleep
 And they've got somebody else's clothes on

 Jumble sale dads  boil in the bag
 Says something that I can't repeat  and he swears

 Oh this ain't the highlife  this ain't the highlife
 This ain't the highlife  this ain't the highlife

 Oh jumble sale mums  what are they on?
 Kids just sit hanging round the street
 And they've got somebody else's clothes on

 Jumble sale dads, now she's packed her bags
 He does some things that I can't repeat, and he swears

 Oh this ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife
 This ain't the highlife, this ain't the highlife