Luyện nghe bài hát The Greatest Working Class Rip Off

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

Tell me, why do you glorify violence? Ain't there better to give?
Why fuck up the only chance to be yourself and really
You tell me you're a working 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, we've it all before
Muscles all akimbo as they boot down another
Will you see as the hero as you boot in another head
When you're just a victim of the media you've been fed
You're lost in your own self pity, bought the system's lie
They box us up and sit pretty as we struggle with the knots tie
Okay, so you're right about one thing, no-one's got the right to on you
But what's the of shitting on yourself, what's that gonna do?
Working class hero beats up middle class
Media labels, system's
it looks like the people could score a win
The system sure that the boot goes in
Yeah it's the working class rip off, oi, oi, oi
another fucking rip off, a fucking media ploy
It's the greatest class rip off, oi, oi, oi
it just a rip off, ain't it just a rip off, ain't it just a rip off, oi
Punk attacked the barriers of colour, class and
But at how it is right now, do you really think you're freed?
Punk once stood for freedom, not violence, and hate
Punk's got nothing to do with what you're trying to
Anarchy, violence, chaos? You fucking jerks
Can't you see you're talking about the way the system
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
That's right you fuckers, at us cos we say "Give Peace A Chance"
Punk is dead you wankers, cos you 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 USA and spread your there?
mouth and trousers, sonny boy, never changed a thing
The only thing that'll change will be the song you sing
Cos when bought your Rolls Royce car and your luxury Penthouse Flat
You'll be looking down your nose and saying "Punk, dear chap, that?"
You'll be the working class hero your middle 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 keep you on your arse
Class, class, class, that's all you hear
Middle class, working class, I fucking care
It's the greatest working rip off, oi, oi, oi
What a rip off, oi, oi, oi
It's the greatest sell 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
Black or white, punk or skin, ain't no right or wrong
We're all just human beings, of us rotten, some of us good
You can stuff your false divisions cos together I know we
the system, beat its rule
Ain't got no class, I a fool
Beat the system, its law
got no religion cos I know there's more
Beat the system, beat its
Ain't got no colour, all the same
People, people, not colour, class or
Don't destroy the people, destroy their power and their