The Slum Mums
Words by Morrissey, Music by Boz Boorer and Gary Day

Six filthy children
from six absent fathers
and then you turn to us for succour
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 live and breathe like one
and the Labour Government can't stand the Slum Mums
it's ingrained 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 live and breathe like one
and the Labour Government can't stand the Slum Mums
it's ingrained 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

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