The King Blues - The Schemers, The Scroungers & The Rats lyrics

Will you still love me, will you still hug me When I'm 84 When I've been working all my life And I'm still bloody poor? Dust in my lungs, a broken back Still can't retire it hurts I'm all for workers' rights and that As long as I don't have to work So hats off to the schemers, to the scroungers, to the rats To the ones who sleep on mattresses on the floor, clutching baseball bats To the beggars and the cheaters and the kings who rise at noon To the scoundrels, the misfits, the parasites, this one's for you "Don't send me on another New Deal course I can already spell my name, you lot take the piss" Maybe I'll never shoot a rabbit Perhaps I'll never drink champagne But that's alright with me I prefer cider anyway I'm happy doing nothing They tell me it's all a waste But I ain't never seen no 3 piece suit With a smile on his face So hats off to the schemers, to the scroungers, to the rats To the ones who sleep on mattresses on the floor, clutching baseball bats To the beggars and the cheaters and the kings who rise at noon To the scoundrels, the misfits, the parasites, this one's for you "I searched all the newspapers and made my CV I swear there just ain't nothing out there" A 9 to 5, 5 days a week Is bottom of my list I just couldn't live with myself Knowing there was something that I missed So don't go telling me "Take it seriously" Believe me I do But life's for living, not for working And I got better things to do So hats off to the schemers, to the scroungers, to the rats To the ones who sleep on mattresses on the floor, clutching baseball bats To the beggars and the cheaters and the kings who rise at noon To the scoundrels, the misfits, the parasites, this one's for you