Chancer

Take a good look at you

You’re a knob in monkey suit

Begging for bananas 8 days a week

You smell like shit & body spray

What a way to start your day

You’re off to be a waste of a human being

There you go again

Thinking you’re a better man

But there’s one thing you don’t understand

Yer a Chancer, and you’re pressing your luck

You’re trying real hard, just to look tough

Yer a Chancer, and you’re about to find out

Yer a Chancer, and your luck's run out

Your life’s a total joke

Sport cars and crappy coke

Even money can’t get girls to stay with you

You’ve had this coming for a while

Now it’s time to fix that smile

You’ll be eating steak through a straw when I’m done with you

There you go again

Thinking you’re a better man

But there’s one thing you don’t understand

Yer a Chancer, and you’re pressing your luck

You’re trying real hard, just to look tough

Yer a Chancer, and you’re about to find out

Yer a Chancer, and your luck's run out

You’re a spoiled righteous twit

So smug and arrogant

You’re poking the bear, and you’re 'bout to get bit

You’re a little dumpster man

Dumb suit and cheap spray tan

I hope you get a flat on the way to the gym