Quaterma** - Black Sheep of the Family lyrics

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