Luyện nghe bài hát The Greatest Working Class Rip Off

Chorus: it just a rip of, oi, oi, oi
Ain't it a rip of, oi, oi, oi
it just a rip of, oi, oi, oi
What a rip off, oi, oi, oi
Another threatening glance, macho stance
Another fist, another arsehole pissed
vicious threat, a stream of blood stained sweat
Another bottle waved in the air, another battle tension and fear

Tell me, why do you glorify 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 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
all akimbo as they boot down another door
Will you see yourself as the hero as you in another head
When you're just a pathetic victim of the 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 with the knots they tie
Okay, so you're about one thing, no-one's got the right to shit on you
But what's the point of shitting on yourself, what's that do?
Working class hero up middle class twit
labels, system's shit
When it like the people could score a win
The system makes that the boot goes in
Yeah the greatest working class rip off, oi, oi, oi
Just another rip off, a fucking media ploy
It's the greatest 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, class and
But look at how it is right now, do you really think you're
Punk once 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
Can't you see you're talking the way the system works
Throughout our bloody history force has the game
The message you offer is just the fucking same
You're puppets to the system with your mindless violent
right you fuckers, sneer at us cos we say "Give Peace 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 which you show how much you
You off now to the USA and spread your message there?
Well mouth and trousers, sonny boy, never changed a
The only thing ever change will be the song you sing
Cos when you've 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 class hero with your middle dream
And the world will be the same as the world has always
Punk's the people's music so you can your ideas of class
just the way the system keep you sitting on your arse
Class, class, class, all you fucking hear
Middle class, class, I don't fucking care
the greatest working class rip off, oi, oi, oi
What a rip off, oi, oi, oi
It's the greatest sell off, oi, oi, oi
Ain't it just a rip off, ain't it just a rip off, it just a rip off, oi
Punk's the peoples music and I don't care where from
Black or white, punk or skin, there no right or wrong
We're all just human beings, of us rotten, some of us good
You can stuff your divisions cos together I know we could
Beat the system, beat its
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, its game
got no colour, we're all the same
People, people, not colour, class or
Don't destroy the people, destroy their power and their