Rum Little Skallywag

Just an everyday kind of guy Raise your glasses gentlemen and say goodbye To a Rum Little Scallywag Got the verdict through yesterday They gave him twenty years and threw the key away Oh the rum little scallywag Yeah, I'm scared of you But that don't mean a thing you know I'm scared of dogs too And you're a wild one You left him lying on the floor and off you run And how I hate it, I hate to feel like this Sound like my granddad after drinks at Christmas But you try being liberal and all of that When he's waving round a loaded gun behind your flat He's a rum little scallywag He put a kid in a bodybag Just an everyday kind of guy Raise your glasses gentlemen and say goodbye To a Rum Little Scallywag What we gonna do? It's bad enough they're stabbing now there's kids with guns too And life passes by Too busy paying bills to fall about and cry But all I know is it kills me watching this And I don't really mean to take the piss It's well and good them telling us how nice he was When he was loading up his gun to kill a kid because he's a dumb little scallywag [From "007 (Shanty Town)" by Desmond Dekker:] Dem a loot dem a shoot dem a wail (a shanty town) Dem a loot dem a shoot dem a wail (a shanty town) Dem rude boys out on probation (a shanty town) Dem a rude when dem come up to town (a shanty town)