Bums

Lyrics

[Chorus: samples] "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" [Verse 1: Mr. Hyde] 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 [Chorus: samples] "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" [Chorus: samples] "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" [Verse 2: Necro] 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 'Cause 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 [Chorus: samples] "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" [Chorus: samples] "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" [Verse 3: Uncle Howie] 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! [Outro: sample] "Homeless, she's homeless!"