Here Come The Drums

They say if you ain't born beautiful

You best be resourceful

And me I'm just a dirtball

A righteous criminal

And if your daddy ain't rich

Ya gotta find some way to take it

So I'm out window shopping 

With a brick at three in the morning



Cause we're the bad seeds, the unwilling

Crooked saints, straight dub villans

With raised glasses we'll grift your whole system

Man you better listen

Here come the drums



They say if you run to the rocks

The rocks will be melting

And if you run to the sea

The sea will be boiling

And if you ain't born privileged

You still got to survive kid

So you're out window shopping

With a crowbar at three in the morning



Cause we're the bad seeds, fully unwilling to give in

Straight dub villans

With raised glasses we'll grift your whole system

Man you better listen

Here come the drums