I once posted this with alot of other songs..
Would like you to have a read on its own
thanks
Tattoo Shop
I ain't got no six figure job
I ain't got no university degree
I'm not so proud of who I am
And I don't know who the hell I'm gonna be
We used to talk down at the tattoo shop
about our troubles and all our sins
Artwork spread across our young skin
Just to remind us of who we were
When we grow up someday
Down at the job centre treatin me like scum
I'd love a paying job but their ain't none
I'm sorry mister for bein a member of the working class
Come and knock on my door when you get a chance
We used to talk down at the tattoo shop
about our troubles and all our sins
Artwork spread across our young skin
Just to remind us of who we were
When we grow up someday
I got Hope and Fear written on my arm
To fight away my own demons
trying to do me harm
Put that blind up its way too dark in here
I don't wanna see the light mum cause the future aint clear
We used to talk down at the tattoo shop
about our troubles and all our sins
Artwork spread across our young skin
Just to remind us of who we were
When we grow up someday