Necro, Mr Hyde, Uncle Howie - Bums lyrics

[Necro, Mr Hyde, Uncle Howie - Bums lyrics]

"Pistol packin’, monkey drinkin’
No money bum!"
"The bum from the park… Get a job you bum!"
"Homeless people livin’ in
The train stations" "Jealous, lazy bum"

I’m just a piece of shit
Bum stinkin’ wretched and foul
When I stumble by you’ll have to
Hold your breath for a while
I can hear my stomach growl but
I got no loot man so I’m taxin’ oranges from
Your neighborhood fruit stand
Fishin’ in the creek thought I
Saw some movement there
But if it ain’t no fish maybe
I’ll catch a boot to wear
Eat a 3 course meal that I found in debris
And now I’m off to the park
'cause water fountains are free
Got the clap, TB whooping cough and gonorrhea
Think of puke
Piss and beer but mostly diarrhea
See I sleep on a bench
Covered in a plastic bag
My feet fuckin’ stench can’t
Recall my last bath
Lookin’ strange on the train beggin’
You for your change
Kind of like a sick animal
With rabies and mange
Out my left pant leg urine leak to the floor
(piss) i got fleas like a dog and
Fuckin’ reek like a morgue
While you worried about your mansion
I’m concerned with the street
And if I had a dollar kid
I’d probably burn it for heat
See I’m frozen alone and
Sneakerless with toe jam
Age is 25 but I look like the old man
I’ll tell you I’m starvin’ and
Need money for food but every penny I use is
Gettin’ spent on my booze
Haven’t showered in months I
Stink like rotted vegetables
But still hop on the train kid
And sit right next to you

"Pistol packin’, monkey drinkin’
No money bum!"
"The bum from the park… Get a job you bum!"
"Homeless people livin’ in
The train stations" "Jealous, lazy bum"
"Pistol packin’, monkey drinkin’
No money bum!"
"The bum from the park… Get a job you bum!"
"Homeless people livin’ in
The train stations" "Jealous, lazy bum"

Bums smell like rancid shit
Lookin’ like Jesus and Manson mixed
Rockin’ diseases hepatitis
A leper with a virus reppin’ the sidewalks
Full of pride when he talks
Thousands have died in the
Parks from Parkinsons
And hypothermia like victims in Germany
In the infirmary lazy permanently
Lookin’ like a deranged fuck
Walkin' the streets with a change cup
Homeless zombies dying for salami
A slice of pastrami
Spend a night in a lobby
Fiendin’ for a blanket
I seen a bum rockin’ my
8 year old FILA jacket
He’ll probably shank someone for you
A dollar for hire cuz he’ll do anything for
A Frankfurter from Papaya
Refuse to work a leech on permanent vacation
In hibernation asleep under the
Boardwalk at the beach
In junkyards collecting bottles
In shopping carts
Human roaches infested shelters stinkin’
Like rotten farts
Carpenter bums stay hands on
Building homes made of cardboard boxes
That cats breakdance on
Vietnam vets with no legs
That can’t afford eggs
He begs dressed in rags rockin’ a
Shit bag full of dregs

"Pistol packin’, monkey drinkin’
No money bum!"
"The bum from the park… Get a job you bum!"
"Homeless people livin’ in
The train stations" "Jealous, lazy bum"
"Pistol packin’, monkey drinkin’
No money bum!"
"The bum from the park… Get a job you bum!"
"Homeless people livin’ in
The train stations" "Jealous, lazy bum"

Listen motherfucker, get this straight
Your momma got a pussy like a B-58
Runs by electric, runs by gas
Your momma got a pussy like King Kong’s ass
Hey little girl does your
Mother know you’re out?
With your pants off and
Your pussy stickin’ out
Somebody whore, poor kid
Did you get a hard on, not yet!
Are you gonna get one, you bet!
Oh, ho, ho, ho!
Bum, bum, a bum, bum, bum, bum!
Ho, ho, ho, ho! Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
Cut it, cut it, cut it!
"Homeless, she’s homeless!"

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