Black Sheep Of The Family - 3 - (Quatermass cover) - writer - Steve Hammond
I've got nothing in my head Got a floor for a bed The future's at the bottom of a tea cup
I got a half a pair of shoes And no time to lose I'm wondering when I'm going to wise up
So, fortune shine your light on me and my clothes Cause we need some security You get a little bad luck And it grows and it grows I'm the black sheep of the family
I've got half a pound of rice A beard full of lice A mission called retrogression
I've got pocket full of dust And eating is a must You want to make a good impression
So, fortune shine your light on me and my dog Cause we need some security While all the folks are living high up the hill I'm the black sheep of the family
Don't talk to me about society You got to pay the rules Or pay the penalty
Because there's nothing to choose Between a handful of blues Double indemnity
The hour was wrong And my shadow's getting long My real life's a song, don't need much But I've got an ache in my head I wanna go to bed Tomorrow I don't have to wake up, no
So wisdom shine your light on me and my knees Cause it's true what they say about familiarity There's nothing good this way And it's true they say I'm the black sheep of the family
Oh, my wisdom shine your light on me and my knees It's true what they say about familiarity There's nothing good this way And it's true they say I'm the black sheep of the family Yeah, yeah
I'm the black sheep of the family Just me and my dog, yeah, yeah I'm the black sheep of the family Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm the black sheep of the family You've got me on my knees I'm the black sheep of the family Yeah, yeah, yeah