Lyrics Beggarman - Smoove & Turrell

Beggarman

Sure nuff got nothing left, well nothing in my hand
Turn out my pockets I don’t feel no hidden grand
There’s a hole in the wall well it spits in my face
Disgrace, now give me something!
Turn on the TV its media hysteria
Mortgage coming out and if can’t afford to be with y'
Girl the discos in but the drinks there not get your own
Global melt down
Yeah, yeah
I really feel the crunch
Yeah, yeah
Get to the beggermans disco
It’s a northern soul disco, cause we can’t afford the lights
We got a 40 watt bulb making every thing look all right
We got turn tables and speakers and duty free
Now give me something
Back to the old school live and in your ears
It’s a bring your own party so mines a pack of beers
Don’t let the bad times get you down
Those good times will come back around
So bring it on baby
Yeah, yeah
I really feel the crunch
Yeah, yeah
Get to the beggermans disco
Yeah, yeah
I really feel the crunch
Yeah, yeah
Get to the beggermans disco
Back to reality cause we can afford the cab
So were walking and were dancing and sharing on a tab
The discos gone but we won’t have long till next week
Now bring it on baby
Yeah, yeah
I really feel the crunch
Yeah, yeah
Get to the beggermans disco
Yeah, yeah
I really feel the crunch
Yeah, yeah
Get to the beggermans disco