Bread for Brat

Bread for brat And tit for tat Paddy-whack On the brink of black Face the fact He wasn't worth a scrap As you want Take the rattle away Holding onto nothing He keeps shaking away Bread for brat He wasn't bred for that I'll get the bread for brat And half the half Before he knows he's had Quit the chit chat And swallow it back To be done with that As you want We'll dig our ditch Fall into illusion To the sound of our sniffs He'll be lost Outside of his pen The tired institutions cannot bear the brunt of his ache Bread for brat Bread for brat --- Bread for Brat - The Hidden Cameras