One year later This queue never moved I've got well dressed slugs Crawling over my shoes And all these bouncers Pushing me around Well I'll huff and I'll puff I'll blow your house down In these hard times No money for the arts No money for a bonus And my car won't start The taxman cometh And the landlord too Now something better chance I've got things to do Scratched record carries on forever Last waltz carries on forever Prize fighter carries on forever Too much bowing To the sacred cow Hey! You! Outside! Now! Two years later And the tap still drips This pain in my back Means I still can't sleep They're ripping up the longside For plastic seats We're ripping off the gas Just to make ends meet Half the population Living off crime I'm talking 'bout the fuckers On question time Pop fops on horse Haven't got a clue Now something better change I've got things to do Scratched record carries on forever Last waltz carries on forever Prize fighter carries on forever Too much bowing To the sacred cow Hey! You! Outside! Now! Three years later And I'm still in this queue Now somethnig better change I've got things to do Too much bowing To the sacred cow Hey! You! Outside! Now!
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