I'm always waiting I'm sick of waiting For the day my luck will change I've spent enough time In queues and bread lines In hope of better days These thieves and scroungers And lazy bastards If I move they'll steal my place Steal like this State does And who's to blame us When none of us can pay? Will heaven's angels Pull out the rent books And ask me how I'll pay? Behind their big desks Misspell my kids' names And file my life away?