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)