The Zutons - Bumbag Lyrics

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Bumbag

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What Are The Lyrics For Bumbag By The Zutons?
Raise a glass now
To the person Who invented the word called scum He was clever Never foolish And he knew where you came from You're a bumbag And a vexer And you never let your standards slip 'Cause your standards Are so low-down Like the pavement you find when you trip But I won't trip over Look over my shoulder You won't get the better of me The credit you owe me Respect you don't show me All makes the better for me You look so good from afar But you're just a bumbag Yes, you are You're a parasite You're a virus You only ever make mistakes Like a leper Or a tapeworm You only ever seem to take Now you're livin' With your language And everyone's avoiding you Ask for money Ask for cigarettes But it's all you ever seem to do But I won't trip over Look over my shoulder You won't get the better of me The credit you owe me Respect you don't show me All makes the better for me You look so good from afar But you're just a bumbag Yes, you are All my friend's heads Seem to go down Whenever you decide to turn up Feel so sorry For your parents When they see your face, they must spew up You're the black sheep You're the distance You should keep your wits about you in town Because one day It could kill you And your body never will be found |
Who Wrote Bumbag By The Zutons?
Abigail Harding, David Mccabe, Russell Pritchard, Sean Payne
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What's The Duration Of The Bumbag By The Zutons?The duration of Bumbag is 4:36 minutes and seconds. |
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