Scum Songtext
von Missing Andy

Well I wake up and find it really hard to get up
Everyday feels like a stick up
Robbing me of life and anything nice
The only thing I look forward to is having
A score in my pocket with a pub in sight
And you look at me as if I′m some sort of vagrant
You walk past and spit on me like my home is 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 tired and I′m tired and I′m bored
I'm tired everyday and everyday is so long
It′s alright, I'm 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 benefit 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 everyone′s 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 tired and I′m tired and I'm bored
I'm tired everyday and everyday is so long
It′s alright, I′m 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
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 you 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 you 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 effect
You messed it up
We're now living in it
Cheers