Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jack Shit George, artist - Ian Dury. Album song Hit Me! The Best Of, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 15.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: BMG Rights Management (UK)
Song language: English
Jack Shit George |
What did you learn in school today? |
Jack shit |
The minute the teacher turns away |
That’s it |
How many times were you truly intrigued? |
Not any |
Is boredom a symptom of mental fatigue? |
Not many |
When have you ever been top of the class? |
Not once |
What will you be when you’re out on your arse? |
A dunce |
What are your prospects of doing quite well? |
Too small |
And what will you have at the very last bell? |
Fuck all |
You can’t bear another’s beauty, you can’t emulate a grace |
You can’t filch another’s mystery, occupy another’s space |
You can’t do another’s duty, or take a special place |
In another person’s history when they’ve sunk without a trace |
What’s the reward for being a berk? |
A blank |
Thick as a plank and looking for work |
What a wank |
What do you think of the Welfare State? |
It’s a fake |
What have they handed you on a plate? |
The ache |
Have you considered how lucky you are? |
Well shucks |
What do you think of the system so far? |
It sucks |
Aren’t you endowed with the patience of Job? |
I wish |
Don’t you feel ready to conquer the globe? |
Oh fish |
You can’t steal another’s thunder, you can’t fill a great divide |
You can’t steer another’s fancy, you can’t change another’s side |
Not undo another’s blunder nor pretend another’s pride |
You can’t offer necromancy till the final hope has died |
I’m a second class person citizen wise, |
This is something I must recognise |
It’s not my place to make complaint, |
But am I happy? |
No, I ain’t |
I missed my chance when I was young, |
Now I live below the bottom rung |
I was put on earth to discover my niche; |
Oh Lord, won’t you make me Nouveau Riche? |
You can’t bear another’s beauty, you can’t emulate a grace |
You can’t filch another’s mystery, occupy another’s space |
You can’t do another’s duty, or take a special place |
In another person’s history when they’ve sunk without a trace |
You can’t steal another’s thunder, you can’t fill a great divide |
You can’t steer another’s fancy, you can’t change another’s side |
Not undo another’s blunder nor pretend another’s pride |
You can’t offer necromancy till the final hope has died |