Scum - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

Well, I lived with one

Well, I lived with one, I lived with two,

I even lived with a third

I wanna tell you about number one

He was a miserable shitwringing turd

Like he reminded me of some evil gnome

Shakin hands was like shakin a hot, fat, oily bone

Holdin on for far too long

Yes he took me in, he took me in He said that I looked pale and thin

I told him he looked fat

His lips were red and lickin wet

His house was roastin hot

In fact it was a fuckin slum

Scum!

Scum!

Well then he hooked up with some slut from the same game

Black snow!

Black snow!

Cocksuckstress, and I should know

Mean and vicious, her microphone always smelled suspicious

His and herpes bath towel type

If you know what I mean

I could not look at him, worm

He’d be takin a shower and who should walk in He was the epitome of their type

Her middle name was Welcome, his was Wipe

Scum!

Scum!

Well you’re on the shit list

Thrust and twist, twist and screw

You gave me a bad review

And maybe you think that it’s all just water under the bridge

Well my UNfriend, I’m the type that holds a grudge

I’m your creator

I think you fuckin traitor, chronic masturbator,

Shitlicker, user, self-abuser, jigger jigger!

What rock did you crawl from?

Which … did you come?

You Judas, Brutus, Vitus, Scum!

Hey four-eyes, come

That’s right, it’s a gun

Face is bubble, blood, and … street

Snowman with six holes clean into his fat fuckin guts

Psychotic drama mounts

Guts well deep then a spring is fount (?)

I unload into his eyes

Blood springs

Dead snow

Blue skies