Down The Drain

My mother was a b-girl
 My old man was a tramp
 Some folks say they conceived me
 On a loading ramp
 I was only fourteen
 Took to petty crime
 Stole from supermarkets
 With this girl of mine
 Now I'm nearly twenty
 Sick in heart and brain
 Haven't got the courage
 My life is down the drain, down the drain
 Down the drain, down the drain
 No roots, no home, no country
 No hope, no faith, no luck
 If there's a God in Heaven
 Well, He doesn't give me bucks
 No self-respect, no honor
 No family, no cash
 No church and no religion
 I'm only human trash
 Now I'm nearly twenty
 Sick in heart and brain
 Haven't got the courage
 My life is down the drain, down the drain
 Down the drain, down the drain
 Now I'm nearly twenty
 Sick in heart and brain
 Haven't got the courage
 My life is down the drain, down the drain
 Down the drain, down the drain
 Down the drain, down the drain
 Down the drain, down the drain