Photos Of The Tired Lyrics

A scowl across my face
We travel before the successful
We the African Princes come toilet cleaners
We the tired Polish whores
We the Indian lawyers come security guards

We disgruntled English forced out of jobs once secure
A big fuck you by a failed schooling two decades before
All together knackered
All together now
We'll walk these roads forever
Fucking hell

One day we will be successful

In fathers eyes a failure
A drunk a fool
One day I'll photograph the tired early in the morn
One day a bacon sandwich won't seem a luxury
Starbucks an irresponsible indulgence to me

And I will return one day to white sheets
And clean carpets
I'll return successful to my palace
Give a shit
And flick crumbs on the floor.

One day we will be successful
One day we'll succeed

And I will return one day to white sheets
And clean carpets
I'll return successful to my palace
Give a shit
And flick crumbs on the floor.

One day we will be successful
One day we'll succeed

One day we will be successful
One day we'll succeed

And I am angry and hateful of the Romanian Christian coming over here, taking Englishmen's jobs and then he shares his bleedin' lunch with me and I feel even worse.