Back to unemployment you are going through a fall
Fall from society you don't care at all
Blind to the truth you have to pay your way
Beg on the streets for the life that you lead

Chorus

Want to slave your life away
We don't want your fucking work
Want to work another day
We don't want your shitty pay
Want to live day by day
We don't want your lazy ways
Want to live your life in vein
We don't want you

Into the music but can't go to the shows
Can't buy no records or even clean your clothes
Blind to the truth that punk is here to stay
Out for the summer then you hide yourself away

Chorus

Out here we struggle to get by day to day
Jobs pay you money but bills take it away
Proud to be punk and now i have a say
Beg on the street and that say gets ripped away.