كلمات The Slum Mums

Six filthy children from six absent fathers And then you turn to us for suckers Because you think we're just suckers We may be welfare, oh yeah, but we don't care And we're paid to despise your council house eyes Oh, you can change your name and you can bleach your skin Camouflage your accent so that even you don't recognise it But you won't escape from the slum mums Because you are one Because you even breed like one And the Labour government can't stand the slum mums It's engrained underneath your fingernails The office of the social service is strategically placed In a dowdy rowdy part of town To discourage you from signing We make you feel as if you're whining When you claim what's legally yours Oh, you can change your name and you can bleach your skin Camouflage your accent so that even you don't recognise it But you won't escape from the slum mums Because you are one Because you even breed like one And the Labour government can't stand the slum mums It's engrained underneath your fingernails Take you, and your rat pack brood To the long grass of the meadow Administer seven doses - lethal And illegal which may render you elsewhere