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SCUMMY VAN |
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Who's that woman there?
Standin artside Ring o' Bells
Dressed in 'er underwear
Shiz bangin on the windowpane
And no one seems t'care
Is it the ghost of mi nan?
Oh what a scummy van
am only shiftin worthless tat
that used t'bi mi nans
Pewter pots an knick-knacks
An a porclin bed-pan
But that smell is offensive
She was roamin the streets on a night
So we put 'er in an home
At the time it seemed right
With a colostomy bag, don’t yer know
With a colostomy bag, don’t yer know
An although am trying not t'listen
T'all voices telling mi that wi did wrong
Ar din't put up much opposition
An one month later, well, mi nan was gone
Ar knew somethin
Ar Knew somthin wi the van was dodgy
Ar knew somethin was not quite right
When ar saw 'er sat beside me
You know I filled mi pants up wi shite
Now, ev'rynight she turns up
When the sun goes down
In't that weird
Yeah now she turns up ev'ry night
When the sun goes down
In't it wierd
In't it weird
In't it weird
Ar said wi cun't afford to risk it
You know we were doing it f'your own good
A said wi cun't afford to risk it
You know we were only doin it f'your own
good
But she were just nibblin on a biscuit
Sat in a trance starin into space
She's delighted when she sees him
A ginger moggy artside her old front
dewer
Inside the car its fuckin freezin
Even tho av got the heating on up full
bewer
Now ev'rynight she turns up when the sun
goes down
Yeah ev'rynight she turns up when the sun
goes down
In't it weird
Ev'ynight she turns up
Ev'rynight when the sun goes down
In't it weird
When the sun goes down
What a scummy van
It in't no way to treat
the treasured posessions er mi nan
I can see it in 'er eyes that she's not
mi biggest fan
I'd rather av not got involved...
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