Summer In The Slums Lyrics

9 months of the year no ones here

But the sun comes out and the mobs appear

Cheap warm beer Broken glass

What's your name love

Kiss my arse

Sun comes out

And the mobs appear

Cat call tiny balls

Yo bro!

Hold my beer

I've got my crew

And we make do

We don't like much

But We Shure like you

I've got my crew

And we do the do

Break bread or we'll break your heads

My day ones through and through

Summer in the slums

We're just looking for fun but the beer starts flowing

And the bad times come

I ain't looking for love

Get the hell outa here

All up in my face

Stinking of fags and fear

Sun comes out

And the mobs appear

Cat call tiny balls

Yo bro!

Hold my beer

I've got my crew

And we make do

We don't like much

But We Shure like you

I've got my crew

And we do the do

Break bread

Or we'll break your heads

My day ones through and through

I've got my crew

And we make do

We don't like much

But We Shure like you

I've got my crew

And we do the do

Break bread

Or we'll break your heads

My day ones through and through