Fallout

I used to be poor, but now I'm rich When people ask for money, I kick them in the ditch You know, the best things in life, they cost money And when charities come round, I just spit in their faces I used to be bad, but now I'm good I've evicted all the people in the neighbourhood I used to roll my own, but now I have a fag I sometimes send get-well cards to me I used to sleep on the floor, but now I own a sea bed When people ask for money, I rip the skin off their heads When I couldn't afford it, I had to split the bars Now when the postman comes, I split his arse