Scum

Well i wake up but find it really hard to get up everyday feels like a stick up
robbed me of life and anything nice and the only thing i look forward to is
having a score in my pocket with the pub in sight and you look at me as if im
some sort of vagrant you walk past and spit on me like my home was the pavement
and the JSA says no claim, not today, not for you, no pay, on your way
It’s alright things are gonna be alright it’s alright, i’m not gonna stress
tonight but i’m tires and i’m tired and i’m bored i’m tired everyday and
everyday is so long it’s alright im not gonna stress tonight alright,
looking my best tonight but don’t you say it now
That we are scum it’s written on the walls in every town you judge us all but
we won’t run we are scum we’re everything you hate to see a product of society
your son
You bleed us dry and suffocate our lives and when we speak our minds you wanna
lock us up inside and then tag us as an anti social lazy good for nothing
scrounging, bit of thieving shite kiss this and kiss this and kiss this we just
can’t survive in this sickness and we’re tired of the do gooders who think
everyones lovely it’s just the way the world is, the good, bad and the ugly
It’s alright things are gonna be alright it’s alright, i’m not gonna stress
tonight but i’m tires and i’m tired and i’m bored i’m tired everyday and
everyday is so long it’s alright im not gonna stress tonight alright,
looking my best tonight but don’t you say it now
That we are scum it’s written on the walls in every town you judge us all but
we won’t run we are scum we’re everything yopu hate to see a product of society
your son
It’s alright things are gonna be alright it’s alright, i’m not gonna stress
tonight but don’t you say it now
That we are scum it’s written on the walls in every town you judge us all but
we won’t run we are scum we’re everything yopu hate to see a product of society
your son we are scum it’s written on the walls in every town you judge us all
but we won’t run we are scum we’re everything yopu hate to see a product of
society your son
Christ how long are you gonna keep pointing the same fingers at us?
painting us with the same old brush same old story how about taking a look at
yourself wake up and smell the coffee you bunch of ignorant mugs cause and
affect you messed it up we’re now living in it cheers