you think we all slept close together
to keep us warm in nasty weather

we were destitute, but we had to try
holes in the walls, but the roof was dry
the little that we had was all donated
I was pretty young, but I look back and I hate it yeah

destitute, no cash, a fact
my winter coat, a plastic mac
my mum was white, my dad was black
by best new suit made of a burlap sack

I was born with a dirty spoon in my mouth
the top side of the spoon was full, and the full went in my mouth
and no one there would look me in the eye
to wash my face up, I would cry
don't ask how we would clean backsides
to think about it now I just sit and cry ....sit and cry

destitute, my life was grim
destitute the straits we're in
destitute my dirt poor bum
we never got our washing done