Текст и слова песни Crass – Do They Owe us a Living
Fuck the politically minded
Here's something I want to say
About the state of the nation
The way it treats us todayAt school they give you shit
Drop you in the pit
You try and try and try to get out
But you can't
Becuase they'be fucked you about
Then you're a prime example
Of how they must not be
This is just a sample
Of what they'be done
To you and me
Chorus: Do they owe us a living?
Of course they do
Of course they do
Do they owe us a living?
Of course they do
Of course they do
Do they owe us a living?
OF COURSE THEY FUCKING DO!
They don't want me anymore
Cos I threw it on the floor
They used to call me sweet thing
But I'm nobdy's plaything
And now that I am different
They'd love to bust my head
They'd love to see me cop-out
They'd love to see me dead
Chorus
The living that is owed to me
I'm never doing to get
They've buggered this old world up
Up to their necks in debt
They'd five you a lobotomy
For something you ain't done
They'll made you an epitomy
Of everything that's wrong
Chorus
Don't take any notice
Of what the public think
They're so hyped up with T.V.
Thay just don't wna tot think
They'll use you as a target
For demands and for advice
When you don't want to hear it
They'll say you're full of vice
Chorus
Here's something I want to say
About the state of the nation
The way it treats us todayAt school they give you shit
Drop you in the pit
You try and try and try to get out
But you can't
Becuase they'be fucked you about
Then you're a prime example
Of how they must not be
This is just a sample
Of what they'be done
To you and me
Chorus: Do they owe us a living?
Of course they do
Of course they do
Do they owe us a living?
Of course they do
Of course they do
Do they owe us a living?
OF COURSE THEY FUCKING DO!
They don't want me anymore
Cos I threw it on the floor
They used to call me sweet thing
But I'm nobdy's plaything
And now that I am different
They'd love to bust my head
They'd love to see me cop-out
They'd love to see me dead
Chorus
The living that is owed to me
I'm never doing to get
They've buggered this old world up
Up to their necks in debt
They'd five you a lobotomy
For something you ain't done
They'll made you an epitomy
Of everything that's wrong
Chorus
Don't take any notice
Of what the public think
They're so hyped up with T.V.
Thay just don't wna tot think
They'll use you as a target
For demands and for advice
When you don't want to hear it
They'll say you're full of vice
Chorus
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