Humble Pie - Street Rat lyrics

My mother was a mongrel bitch
She ran from what she saw
My pa worked the late shift taking
Bread from local whores
I never learned to read or write
Until the age of ten
And when I found out just what
I was I started out again

They call me Street Rat
I mess with Street Cats

I loved a coal black woman she
Lived on Thirty Fourth and Vine
She kept my hambone in her kitchen
And her artichoke was mine
Late on Tuesday evening I was
Cruising by her floor
There's a blood stain on the pillow
And brown sugar's on the floor

Well, I'm a Street Rat, Yes I am
I'm gonna get my Payback

I'm gonna find that son of a
Bitch you hear what happened now?
You know what happened to me!
I know it's bad news
But bad news is good news
Eh? Know what I mean?

I axed around a few whores
Found the mother's name was Clyde
I found him in a pimpmobile
Just over the West side
I held him by his fur collar
And got out my thirty eight
Then I emptied all the inside on
The outside of his weight

Don't mess with Street Rat, Street Rat

You see I'd like to tell y'all about
Myself 'cause I'm feeling fine but
I can hear my main man coming
And I'm running out of time
Man I'm getting down so far
That I'm below ground