Skint Songtext
von Harijan
Skint Songtext
All I know is I don′t have too much
So shut up, I'm trying to forget it
Everything I earn sets me the same, hold on, I must have more to offer?
Hard times, an aching in my gut
This hunger′s biting all I wanna do is spew up
Jealous and fucking proud of it
So don't you tell me that I'm nothing but bone idle
There are times I feel so exhausted, I miss my hand
There is nothing I′d like more than a chance to prove myself
It seems funny how there′s always something, excuse, excuse
Maybe denial only represents the last defence
Here we go, the meter's gone again
Too late, a night in with the candles
In my face the gains that are being made
So long, I′m off, a better deal
My crimes, they get me out of this
They give me something when you fucking gave me nothing
So, come back when there's alternatives
The real robbers are the ones who stole it all first
There are times I feel so exhausted, I miss my hand
There is nothing I′d like more than a chance to prove myself
It seems funny how there's always something, excuse, excuse
Maybe denial only represents the last defence
As I look to town, I can′t help but frown
As money's pouring in and cranes patrol the sky
As we build these digs for the bourgeoisie
They brought their yuppy culture
Drained our city's blood
Pushed us out and robbed us blind
As the rain pours down
Just to make the point
And our homes leak through
As theirs pierce the clouds
When there′s nothing
There′s nothing to lose
Do they not fear this rage inside me?
For I'm now free
And when you are too
We′ll take it back and more
All I know is I don't have too much
So shut up, I′m trying to forget it
Everything I earn sets me the same, hold on, I must have more to offer?
Hard times, an aching in my gut
This hunger's biting all I wanna do is spew up
Jealous and fucking proud of it
So don′t you tell me that I'm nothing but bone idle
So shut up, I'm trying to forget it
Everything I earn sets me the same, hold on, I must have more to offer?
Hard times, an aching in my gut
This hunger′s biting all I wanna do is spew up
Jealous and fucking proud of it
So don't you tell me that I'm nothing but bone idle
There are times I feel so exhausted, I miss my hand
There is nothing I′d like more than a chance to prove myself
It seems funny how there′s always something, excuse, excuse
Maybe denial only represents the last defence
Here we go, the meter's gone again
Too late, a night in with the candles
In my face the gains that are being made
So long, I′m off, a better deal
My crimes, they get me out of this
They give me something when you fucking gave me nothing
So, come back when there's alternatives
The real robbers are the ones who stole it all first
There are times I feel so exhausted, I miss my hand
There is nothing I′d like more than a chance to prove myself
It seems funny how there's always something, excuse, excuse
Maybe denial only represents the last defence
As I look to town, I can′t help but frown
As money's pouring in and cranes patrol the sky
As we build these digs for the bourgeoisie
They brought their yuppy culture
Drained our city's blood
Pushed us out and robbed us blind
As the rain pours down
Just to make the point
And our homes leak through
As theirs pierce the clouds
When there′s nothing
There′s nothing to lose
Do they not fear this rage inside me?
For I'm now free
And when you are too
We′ll take it back and more
All I know is I don't have too much
So shut up, I′m trying to forget it
Everything I earn sets me the same, hold on, I must have more to offer?
Hard times, an aching in my gut
This hunger's biting all I wanna do is spew up
Jealous and fucking proud of it
So don′t you tell me that I'm nothing but bone idle
Writer(s): Michael Corrigan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com