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
Ain't it a rip off, oi, oi, oi
a fucking rip off, oi, oi, oi

Another threatening glance, another stance,
aggressive fist, another arsehole pissed,
Another vicious threat, a stream of stained sweat,
Another waved in the air, another battle with tension 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
a fucking rip off, oi, oi, oi

Tell me, why do you 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 working class loser, well what the fuck does that
Is the weekly fight at the boozer gonna be the only action seen?
Are you be one of the big boys, well, we've seen it all before,
Muscles all akimbo as they down another door.
you see yourself as the hero as you boot in another head,
When you're a pathetic victim of the media you've been fed.
You're lost in your own pity, you've bought the system's lie,
They box us up and sit as we struggle with the knots they tie.
Okay, so you're right 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 could score a win,
The system makes sure that the boot in.

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

Punk the barriers of colour, class and creed,
But look at how it is right now, do you really think you're
Punk stood for freedom, not violence, greed and hate,
got nothing to do with what you're trying to create.
Anarchy, violence, You mindless fucking jerks!
Can't you see you're talking about the way the works?
our bloody history force has been the game,
The message you offer is just the fucking same.
You're puppets to the with your mindless violent stance,
That's right you fuckers, sneer at us cos we say "Give a chance"
Punk is you wankers, cos you killed it through and through,
In your 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 your message there?
Well mouth and trousers, boy, never changed a thing,
The only thing that'll change will be the song you sing,
Cos when you've bought your Rolls Royce car and luxury penthouse flat
You'll be looking down your nose and "Punk, dear chap, what's that?"
You'll be the working class hero with your class dream,
And the world will be the as the world has always been.
Punk's the people's so you can stuff your ideas of class,
That's just the way the system you sitting on your arse.
Class, class, class, all you fucking hear,
class, working class, I don't fucking care.

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

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

Beat the system, its rule
Ain't got no class, I ain't a
Beat the system, its law
Ain't got no religion cos I know there's
Beat the system, its game
Ain't got no colour, we're all the
People, people, not colour, class or
Don't the people, destroy their power and their greed.