| Instead of pushing for a better life
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| They’re seen to push a pram
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| Have to respect their dedication
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| What it means to be a man
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| Or that’s the plan
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| Guzzles down his problems
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| With a rollie and a can
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| Boys will leg it when all he needed was a hand
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| Always have the craic with pat-to-see
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| Improving his night
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| With a minute in revelry
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| Another broken melody
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| Well that’s just an analogy and I’ve got two more
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| Eyes red from cycling as his mam opened that door
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| Starry night tonight and there’s stars in his eyes
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| Hurry up to bed before his dad sees him cry
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| Cuz his father was the proudest man in the pub
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| Cuz he won the dart champs three times in a row
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| But that’s all you know
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| Until he get’s home
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| Slamming doors behind him
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| To stop the demons inside him
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| From escaping
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| A man never cries well tonight I’m just waiting
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| Devil at the door
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| Where’s your soul?
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| I need trading
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| I need care
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| Cuz there’s more fading inside him than his fucking hair
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| He’s just another scumbag
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| He’s just another scumbag
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| He’s just another scumbag
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| He’s just another scumbag |
| Only release was the peace from the streets
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| Lonely disown me
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| Just hold me to a piece in your hand
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| Then I start to drip and fall through you like sand
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| Cuz he was as hard as rock
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| But got broken down
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| Never learned to swim
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| But could drown in the ground
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| Handful of sins just for a penny and a pound
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| Cuz he was a king in his mind
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| But he was never even crowned
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| Best he ever got was 'yeah, nice one man, sound'
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| Knew a lot of people
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| But not a lot of friends
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| Tied a lot of baggies
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| But not those loose ends
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| Had a girl and a son but
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| Never knew his mum
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| Too many bends in his road
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| He knew he’d end up a chum
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| Get his fix from the clinic
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| Eat a Twix in the Civic
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| Baby crying, denying he’s truly living
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| Cuz he’s worth more than this
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| Wouldn’t miss this
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| No such fucking thing as Christmas
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| Just another day
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| Love that he would bring to his missus
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| But lovers never say
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| Brothers dismissed his viciousness
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| At times he would pray
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| But he was never into religiousness
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| Just respect
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| That’s why he wore a silver cross
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| Around his neck |
| Had it snatched and sold for crack and gold
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| Thought the only craic was in the pub
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| Need a snack get some grub
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| Where’s the money?
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| Not enough
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| Fuck it I need some love
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| Cuz when times were tough
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| He’d fly his white flag
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| Diamond in the rough
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| He’s just another scumbag
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| He’s just another scumbag
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| He’s just another scumbag
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| He’s just another scumbag
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| He’s just another scumbag
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| He’s just another scumbag
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| He’s just another scumbag
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| He’s just another scumbag |