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

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

Another glance, another macho stance,
Another fist, another arsehole pissed,
Another vicious threat, a stream of blood 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
What a rip off, oi, oi, oi

Tell me, why do you violence? Ain't there nothing better to give?
Why fuck up the only chance to be yourself and really
You tell me you're a working class loser, well what the fuck does mean?
Is the weekly fight at the boozer gonna be the only action you've
Are you be one of the big boys, well, we've seen it all before,
Muscles all akimbo as boot down another door.
Will you see as the hero as you boot in another head,
When you're just a pathetic victim of the you've been fed.
You're lost in your own pity, you've bought the system's lie,
They box us up and sit pretty as we struggle the knots they tie.
Okay, so you're about one thing, no-one's got the right to shit on you,
But the point of shitting on yourself, what's that gonna do?
class hero beats up middle class twit,
Media labels, 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
another fucking rip off, a fucking media ploy
It's the 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 attacked the barriers of colour, and creed,
But look at how it is now, do you really think you're freed?
Punk once for freedom, not violence, greed and hate,
Punk's got to do with what you're trying to create.
Anarchy, violence, You mindless fucking jerks!
Can't you see you're about the way the system works?
Throughout our history force has been the game,
The that 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 dead you wankers, cos you it through and through,
In your violent world of chaos, you gonna do?
Is Top of the Pops the way in which you show how you care?
You off now to the U.S.A. and spread your message there?
Well mouth and trousers, sonny boy, changed a thing,
The only thing that'll ever change be the song you sing,
Cos when you've bought your Rolls Royce car and your luxury flat
You'll be looking down your nose and "Punk, dear chap, what's that?"
You'll be the working hero with your middle class dream,
And the world will be the same as the has always been.
Punk's the people's music so you can stuff ideas of class,
That's the way the system keep you sitting on your arse.
Class, class, class, all you fucking hear,
Middle class, working class, I fucking care.

the greatest working class 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 peoples music and I don't care they're from,
Black or white, 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.

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