Elton John - Screw You (Young Man's Blues) Lyrics




When I was a boy I had a lot of fun
I lived by the sea, I was a fisherman's son
My mother she was a fisherman's wife
She was scrubbing floors most of her life

They said screw you
I ain't got nothing to lose
I could paper a matchbox
With the money I use

Screw you
I ain't got nothing to lose
I could paper a matchbox
With the money I use

At the school I attended I got into fights
I was beaten in an alley on a cold winter night
The teachers cared less for the blood in our veins
They got most of their thrills out of using a cane

They said screw you
Oh you bloody young fools
I could get more sense
Out of the back end of a mule

Screw you
Oh you bloody young fools
I could get more sense
Out of the back end of a mule

So you see there's men who get paid for being slaves
And men who get paid for being free
And there's men behind bars who pray for the light
And men in the suburbs who pray for the night
And they're all trying to climb to the top of the mine
And all of them say most of the way

Screw you

I worked in the mill from seven till nine
Tears in my eyes nearly drove me half-blind
Trying to make wages that weren't even there
Taking hell from a foreman with the build of a bear

He said screw you
This is all you'll ever do
It's the only existence
For someone like you

Screw you
This is all you'll ever do
It's the only existence
For someone like you

Screw you
Screw you





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Elton John Screw You (Young Man's Blues) Comments
  1. john kearns

    This song was not on the original 1973 album "Don't Shoot Me I'm Only The Piano Player". It was a bonus track on the 1995, and subsequent reissues.

  2. Naomi B

    When I was a boy I had a lot of fun
    I lived by the sea, I was a fisherman's son
    My mother she was a fisherman's wife
    She was scrubbing floors most of her life

    They said screw you
    I ain't got nothing to lose
    I could paper a matchbox
    With the money I use

    At the school I attended I got into fights
    I was beaten in an alley on a cold winter night
    The teachers cared less for the blood in our veins
    They got most of their thrills out of using a cane

    They said screw you
    Oh you bloody young fools
    I could get more sense
    Out of the back end of a mule

    So you see there's man who get paid for being slaves
    And men who get paid for being free
    And there's men behind bars who pray for the light
    And men in the suburbs who pray for the night
    And they're all trying to climb to the top of the mine
    And all of them say most of the way
    Screw you
    I worked in the mill from seven till nine
    Tears in my eyes nearly drove me half-blind
    Trying to make wages that weren't even there
    Taking hell from a foreman with the build of a bear

    He said screw you
    This is all you'll ever do
    It's the only existence for someone like you

  3. Nelson Martín Vizcaíno Ceresa

    The amazing Elton john!