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
What a rip off, oi, oi, oi

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

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
What a rip off, oi, oi, oi

Tell me, why do you glorify violence? Ain't there nothing better to
Why fuck up the 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 gonna be the only you've 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 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 the knots they tie.
Okay, so you're right about one thing, no-one's got the to shit on you,
But what's the point of shitting on yourself, what's that do?
class hero beats up middle class twit,
Media labels, shit.
it looks like the people could score a win,
The system makes that the boot goes in.

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

attacked the barriers of colour, class and creed,
But look at how it is right now, do you really 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, chaos? You mindless jerks!
you see you're talking about the way the system works?
Throughout our bloody history has been the game,
The that you offer is just the fucking same.
You're puppets to the system with your violent stance,
That's right you fuckers, sneer at us cos we say "Give a chance"
is dead you wankers, cos you killed it through and through,
In your violent world of chaos, what you do?
Is Top of the Pops the way in which you show how much you
You take off now to the U.S.A. and spread your message
Well mouth and trousers, sonny boy, changed a thing,
The only thing that'll ever change be the song you sing,
Cos you've bought your Rolls Royce car and your luxury penthouse flat
You'll be down your nose and saying "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 world has been.
Punk's the music so you can stuff your ideas of class,
That's just the way the system keep you sitting on arse.
Class, class, class, that's all you hear,
Middle class, working class, I don't care.

It's the greatest working rip off, oi, oi, oi
What a rip off, oi, oi, oi
the greatest human sell 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's the peoples music and I don't care where from,
Black or white, punk or skin, ain't no right or wrong!
We're all just beings, some of us rotten, some of us good.
You can stuff false divisions cos together I know we could.

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