Petty Commoners
By Scabman the Scauldy
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[Verse 1]
Well as a child it meant nothing
But as you come up you cop on, it means something
You think about things and pick apart the evidence
And release that us lot are just the left behind residents
The side in which all of us scabby hoodlums dwell
As there's less homes and the population starts to swell
Parliaments thinking that we can go on like this
While in reality there's clearly a housing crisis
Think we can just keep going as it is
While our hometowns future's in a state of paralysis
Everything's a mystery, construction gets delayed
And as a result of that shite the community feels betrayed
Scumbags, fuck are yous up to?
Leaving us fuck all, now we're all relying on fucking luck to
Get by, junkies relying on ket, buy
Powder to avoid rules that were clearly just set by-
[Chorus]
Yous, the people controlling our lives
Scheming us making us pay more for supplies
You shifty bastards what the fuck will yous do next
Flying people into us from Libya to Budapest
Yous lot, the scummy people who erase
All the hopeful goals and dreams from us people in estates
Giving every single job to all the foreigners
As yuppies label us and call us petty commoners
[Verse 2]
Common slurs Is what I hear on the streets
Aware of everything around me, got an ear for the streets
I hear the screaming, dealing, killing, fear on the streets
As the Gardaí clearly Just steer through the streets
Drug lanes, that's what people are dying to
People judge them and slag em' dead when they're only trying to
Survive, as the upper class thrive
Working 3 jobs to keep their families alive
And people wonder, why the people have trust issues
The trust goes vice versa, thus tissues
Backstabbers left and right, snakes false accusing
Young minds corrupted, wisdom they misuse it
Paints a shite picture on their brains blank canvas
As the living conditions are bollix can't stand this
As the republic descends more into madness
I wonder who the fuck are the people who ran this, its
[Chorus]
Yous, the people controlling our lives
Scheming us making us pay more for supplies
You shifty bastards what the fuck will yous do next
Flying people into us from Libya to Budapest
Yous lot, the scummy people who erase
All the hopeful goals and dreams from us people in estates
Giving every single job to all the foreigners
As yuppies label us and call us petty commoners
Well as a child it meant nothing
But as you come up you cop on, it means something
You think about things and pick apart the evidence
And release that us lot are just the left behind residents
The side in which all of us scabby hoodlums dwell
As there's less homes and the population starts to swell
Parliaments thinking that we can go on like this
While in reality there's clearly a housing crisis
Think we can just keep going as it is
While our hometowns future's in a state of paralysis
Everything's a mystery, construction gets delayed
And as a result of that shite the community feels betrayed
Scumbags, fuck are yous up to?
Leaving us fuck all, now we're all relying on fucking luck to
Get by, junkies relying on ket, buy
Powder to avoid rules that were clearly just set by-
[Chorus]
Yous, the people controlling our lives
Scheming us making us pay more for supplies
You shifty bastards what the fuck will yous do next
Flying people into us from Libya to Budapest
Yous lot, the scummy people who erase
All the hopeful goals and dreams from us people in estates
Giving every single job to all the foreigners
As yuppies label us and call us petty commoners
[Verse 2]
Common slurs Is what I hear on the streets
Aware of everything around me, got an ear for the streets
I hear the screaming, dealing, killing, fear on the streets
As the Gardaí clearly Just steer through the streets
Drug lanes, that's what people are dying to
People judge them and slag em' dead when they're only trying to
Survive, as the upper class thrive
Working 3 jobs to keep their families alive
And people wonder, why the people have trust issues
The trust goes vice versa, thus tissues
Backstabbers left and right, snakes false accusing
Young minds corrupted, wisdom they misuse it
Paints a shite picture on their brains blank canvas
As the living conditions are bollix can't stand this
As the republic descends more into madness
I wonder who the fuck are the people who ran this, its
[Chorus]
Yous, the people controlling our lives
Scheming us making us pay more for supplies
You shifty bastards what the fuck will yous do next
Flying people into us from Libya to Budapest
Yous lot, the scummy people who erase
All the hopeful goals and dreams from us people in estates
Giving every single job to all the foreigners
As yuppies label us and call us petty commoners
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