For the scoucers
In your Liverpool slums,
You look in the dustbin for something to eat,
You find a dead rat and you think it's a treat,
In your Liverpool slums,
In your Liverpool slums,
You s**t on the carpet, you p**s in the bath,
You finger your grandma, and think its a laugh,
In your Liverpool slums,
In your Liverpool slums,
You speak in an accent exceedingly rare,
You wear a pink tracksuit and have curly hair,
In your Liverpool slums,
In your Liverpool slums,
Your mum's on the game and your dad's in the nick,
You can't get a job 'cos you're too f***ing thick,
In your Liverpool slums