Black Sheep of the Family Songtext

von Quatermass

I've got nothin' in my head, got a floor for a bed
My future's at the bottom of a tea cup
I've got a half a pair of shoes, I've got no time to lose
I'm wonderin' when I'm gonna wise up

Fortune shine your light on me and my nose
'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 and a beard full of lice
Condition called retrogression
I've got a pocketful of dust, and eatin' is a must
If you wanna make a good impression

Fortune shine your light on me and my dog
'Cause we need some security
While other folks are livin' high off the hog
I'm the black sheep of the family

Don't talk to me about society
You got to play the rules or pay the penalty
Because there's nothin' to choose
Between a handful of blues
Double indemnity

All the words are wrong, and my shadow's gettin' long
I realise this song don't mean much
I've got an ache in my head, I wanna go to bed
Tomorrow I don't have to wake up

Yeah, 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 what they say
That I'm the black sheep of the family