Lyrics The Slums We Loved - Andy Bell

The Slums We Loved

The slums we love the slums their songs
By all to whom they were not home
The streets we made the streets we roam
Can’t stand romance on cobbled stones
Where we sipped to our first taste of life
Kissed our first love good night
Where we were born and fought and died
Learned to look bullies in the eye
Where we faced our gossips
Screamed Ed Burundi stop it
Stepped over tossed with Mobs
Who looked divine but played the part
five of us out pockets
(Bitch)
While pimps pulled dons out of sockets
On the wastelands by the gas lords
Lust and testosterone drove bizarre
The facts remain no longer out of work
Who insist their kids are see and not heard
So come every family man who every payday
Heads for the street to release of getting laid
With a touched courage of a mild
Crossed over the street to the second home
About to stake the remnants of their burning and straight up
A bottle in the darkness
To whom once they’ve come, they say thanks love
Always thanks lust
And I filled my hand back with their cash
Paid for shagging what they think might gash
To escape that town and now looking back
We were the sinking ship that gave sucker to the rats
When the street lamps flicker in to lights
Nothing’s compared the shine on the sub flicked lights
Scooters rolled down to the coffee bar
At the end of the old high
Rival gangs would scope each other out
Waiting either to be held or call retreat
And we, we too couldn’t wait to leave
We were not part of any heard
We brilliant loners we shameless flats
Amidst the shits we shine in turds
To whom it was then chose to use
We’re all saints of verbal abuse
And looking back we both think
F**k you only F**k you
The slums we loved the slums we loved
The slums their songs
The slums we loved the slums we loved
The slums their songs