Luyện nghe bài hát It's The Greatest Working Class Rip-Off

Ain't it a rip off, oi, oi, oi
Ain't it a rip off, oi, oi, oi
it just a rip off, oi, oi, oi
What a rip off, oi, oi, oi

Another threatening glance, another stance,
Another aggressive fist, arsehole pissed,
Another vicious threat, a stream of stained sweat,
Another bottle waved in the air, another battle with and fear.

it just a rip off, oi, oi, oi
Ain't it a rip off, oi, oi, oi
Ain't it a rip off, oi, oi, oi
What a rip off, oi, oi, oi

me, why do you glorify violence? Ain't there nothing better to give?
Why up the only chance to be yourself and really live?
You tell me you're a class loser, well what the fuck does that mean?
Is the weekly fight at the boozer be the only action you've seen?
Are you gonna be one of the big boys, well, seen it all before,
all akimbo as they boot down another door.
Will you see yourself as the hero as you boot in head,
When you're just a pathetic of the media you've been fed.
You're lost in your own self pity, you've the system's lie,
They box us up and sit pretty as we struggle with the knots tie.
Okay, so right about one thing, no-one's got the right to shit on you,
But what's the point of shitting on yourself, what's gonna do?
Working class hero up middle class twit,
labels, system's shit.
When it looks like the people score a win,
The system makes sure that the goes in.

Yeah it's the greatest class rip off, oi, oi, oi
Just another rip off, a fucking media ploy
It's the working class rip off, oi, oi, oi
Ain't it just a rip off, it just a rip off, ain't it just a rip off, oi

Punk attacked the barriers of colour, and creed,
But look at how it is right now, do you think you're freed?
once stood for freedom, not violence, greed and hate,
Punk's got nothing to do what you're trying to create.
Anarchy, violence, You mindless fucking jerks!
Can't you see you're talking about the way the system
Throughout our history force has been the game,
The message that you is just the fucking same.
puppets to the system with your mindless violent stance,
That's right you fuckers, at us cos we say "Give peace a chance"
Punk is you wankers, cos you killed it through and through,
In violent world of chaos, what you gonna do?
Is Top of the Pops the way in you show how much you care?
You take off now to the U.S.A. and spread message there?
Well mouth and trousers, sonny boy, changed a thing,
The only that'll ever change will be the song you sing,
Cos when you've bought your Royce car and your luxury penthouse flat
be looking down your nose and saying "Punk, dear chap, what's that?"
You'll be the working class with your middle class dream,
And the world will be the same as the world has been.
Punk's the people's music so you can your ideas of class,
That's just the way the system you sitting on your arse.
Class, class, class, that's all you hear,
Middle class, class, I don't fucking care.

It's the greatest working rip off, oi, oi, oi
What a rip off, oi, oi, oi
It's the greatest human off, oi, oi, oi
Ain't it a rip off, ain't it just a rip off, ain't it just a rip off, oi

Punk's the music and I don't care where they're from,
or white, punk or skin, there ain't no right or wrong!
We're all just beings, some of us rotten, some of us good.
You can stuff your false divisions cos together I we could.

Beat the system, beat its
got no class, I ain't a fool
Beat the system, its law
Ain't got no religion cos I there's more
the system, beat its game
Ain't got no colour, all the same
People, people, not colour, or creed
Don't the people, destroy their power and their greed.