| Song | Scum of the Earth |
| Artist | The Kinks |
| Album | Preservation Act 2 |
| Sung by flash, spivs & floosies. | |
| Flash:they call me the scum of the earth. | |
| They say i'm the scab of the nation. | |
| But deep inside i'm only human. | |
| Just an ordinary man. | |
| With ordinary plans. | |
| They say i'm crooked and bent, | |
| They call me a rogue and a villain, | |
| But if they could see deep inside me | |
| They'd see a heart that once was pure | |
| Before it touched the evils of this world, | |
| For if i cut myself i bleed | |
| And if i catch a cold i sneeze. | |
| Have i not eyes to help me see? | |
| Have i not lungs to help me breathe? | |
| Have i not hands, organs, senses | |
| And affections just like you? | |
| Stop the music. | |
| Well ain't i human | |
| Like everybody else? | |
| Before you condemn me my friends, | |
| I suggest that you look deep inside you | |
| For good and evil | |
| Exist in all of us, | |
| And no man is a saint | |
| And each creates his heaven and his hell. | |
| Chorus: we know that he's only a man. | |
| He's got feelings and faults | |
| Just like everyone else. | |
| Flash: so don't put me down because i've done well, | |
| For even wide boys, hoods and spivs | |
| Have got the right to live. | |
| Chorus: we know we're the scum of the earth, | |
| We know we're the scab of the nation, | |
| But we're your enemies and your brothers | |
| And no man is a saint | |
| And deep down we're all the same as one another. |
| Sung by flash, spivs floosies. | |
| Flash: they call me the scum of the earth. | |
| They say i' m the scab of the nation. | |
| But deep inside i' m only human. | |
| Just an ordinary man. | |
| With ordinary plans. | |
| They say i' m crooked and bent, | |
| They call me a rogue and a villain, | |
| But if they could see deep inside me | |
| They' d see a heart that once was pure | |
| Before it touched the evils of this world, | |
| For if i cut myself i bleed | |
| And if i catch a cold i sneeze. | |
| Have i not eyes to help me see? | |
| Have i not lungs to help me breathe? | |
| Have i not hands, organs, senses | |
| And affections just like you? | |
| Stop the music. | |
| Well ain' t i human | |
| Like everybody else? | |
| Before you condemn me my friends, | |
| I suggest that you look deep inside you | |
| For good and evil | |
| Exist in all of us, | |
| And no man is a saint | |
| And each creates his heaven and his hell. | |
| Chorus: we know that he' s only a man. | |
| He' s got feelings and faults | |
| Just like everyone else. | |
| Flash: so don' t put me down because i' ve done well, | |
| For even wide boys, hoods and spivs | |
| Have got the right to live. | |
| Chorus: we know we' re the scum of the earth, | |
| We know we' re the scab of the nation, | |
| But we' re your enemies and your brothers | |
| And no man is a saint | |
| And deep down we' re all the same as one another. |