Testo di Down The Drain

My mother was a b-girl My old man was a tramp Some folks say they conceived me On a landing ramp I was only fourteen Took to petty crime Stole from supermarkets With this girlfriend of mine Now I'm nearly twenty Sick in heart and brain Haven't got the courage My life is down the drain No roots, no home, no country No hope, no faith, no luck If there's a God in heaven He doesn't give me bucks No self-respect, no honor No family, no cash No church and no religion I'm only human trash Now I'm nearly twenty Sick in heart and brain Haven't got the courage My life is down the drain