|Yed Ore Ears in Debt
Ahm cowd sitt'in ere on th'eawtside lavvy
Wi this note fo't rentmon in mi hond.
Ah don't know why her corn't pay her road
As a chahhlt ah cor,nt understond.
.. her neyer smooks cigs, her neyer goes eawt.
Her neyer beys nowt for hersell.
Her neyer has a drink. Un God knows when her eyts.
It's so hard fot tell.
Everythin we wear is hond mi deawns
We neyer gerr owt bowt from new.
. what chahhl't at eleven year owd,
Wears his nana's bootees fo't gu't skoo.
Ahm shame,t of goo'in inter't shops reawnd here.
Aw't lads, they think it reight funny.
Cos, evry time ah walk in wi one of mi mates.
They ask if mi nana's sent money.
Hers borrowed money from aw ore't show.
From Ince to Clarrington Brook.
Hers even tak'n the drastic step,
Of sell'in her pension book.
Everythin, hers tak'n ter't pop shop.
Wiv varnier nowt left, as't be said.
Owt that wuz new has already gone.
Un neaw hers took blankits off bed.
Hey up, rent mons coming deawn't path.
If he knocks, he'll wakk'n mi dad.
Mi dad does'nt know thar he were'nt pay last wik.
If he finds eawt, he's goo'int go mad.
Ah don't know eaw it's aw goo'int pan eawt.
Ikk'le aw hit the fan
tha con bet.
When't Bum Bailiffs turn up, He's goo'int find eawt.
That he's yed ore his ears in debt.
Head over Ears in Debt (translation)
I'm cold sitting here on the outside lavatory
With this note for the rent man in my hand
I don't know why she can't pay her way
As a child, I can't understand.
she never smokes cigs, she never goes out.
She never buys anything for herself.
She never has a drink, And God knows what she eats,
..Its so hard to tell.
Everything we wear, is hand me downs.
We never get anything new.
what child at eleven year old,
wears his nana's bootees to go to school.
I am ashamed of going into shops around here.
All the lads, they thinks that its funny.
Because, every time I walk in with one of my mates
They ask, if my nana's sent money.
She's borrowed money from all over the place,
From Ince, to Clarrington Brook.
She's even taken the drastic step,
Of selling her pension book.
Everything she's taken to the pawnshop.
We have very near nothing left.. has to be said.
Anything that was new has already gone.
And now she's took the blankets off the bed.
. The rent man is coming down the path.
If he knocks, he will waken my dad.
My dad does'nt know that he were'nt payed last week.
If he finds out, he's going to go mad.
I don't know how it's all going to pan out.
It will all hit the fan
you can bet
When the bailiffs turn up, he's going to find out
That he head over ears in debt.