You know it’s as tight as a drum
When you wanna be the worlds greatest bum.
I don’t like what you’ve become
Maybe it’s a sign of things to come.

I feel as dumb as they come,
When the lies roll of the tip of your tongue.
It’s a terrible time to be young,
Maybe it’s a sign of things to come.

You get a lot of helpful hints,
And it’s been a long time since,
Your last night with your prince,
Deep down you make me wanna wince.

You know it’s as tight as a drum
When you wanna be the worlds greatest bum
You don’t like what you’ve become,
Maybe it’s a sign of things to come

You know when you start to hurt
You’re thinking of contacting some expert
Look think you’re cool but you’re a stuffed shirt
And you’ll stay as poor as dirt.

You don’t know what you’ve become,
When you wanna be the worlds greatest bum
Noone likes what you’ve become,
Maybe it’s a sign of things to come.

I don’t like it when you shoot your load,
It don’t go right across the road.
You walk around and you then you explode
In the privacy of your abode.

You know it’s as tight as a drum
When you wanna be the worlds greatest bum
You don’t like what you’ve become
Maybe it’s a sign of things to come.

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