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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
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
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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Revision as of 00:51, 17 August 2021

MORRISSEY song
Name The Slum Mums
Album/single Swords
I Have Forgiven Jesus (CD2)
Length 3:24
Writer/composer Morrissey/Boorer/Day
Producer Jerry Finn
Release December 2004
Recorded Circa late 2003

Information

Lyrics

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 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

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

Live History

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