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
a fucking rip off, oi, oi, oi
Another glance, another macho stance
Another aggressive fist, arsehole pissed
Another vicious threat, a stream of blood stained
bottle waved 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 chance to be yourself and really live?
You tell me you're a working class loser, what the fuck does that mean?
Is the weekly at the boozer gonna be the only action you've seen?
Are you gonna be one of the big boys, well, we've seen it all
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 victim of the media you've fed
You're in your own self pity, you've bought the system's lie
They box us up and sit pretty as we struggle with the they tie
Okay, so right 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?
Working class hero beats up middle class
Media labels, system's
When it looks the people could score a win
The system makes sure that the boot in
it's the greatest 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, it just a rip off, ain't it just a rip off, oi
Punk the barriers of colour, class and creed
But look at how it is now, do you really think you're freed?
Punk stood for freedom, not violence, greed and hate
Punk's got nothing to do with what trying to create
Anarchy, violence, chaos? You fucking jerks
Can't you see talking about the way the system works
Throughout our bloody history force has been the
The message you offer is just the fucking same
You're puppets to the system your mindless violent stance
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 violent world of chaos, what you do?
Is Top Of The Pops the way in which you how much you care?
You take off now to the USA and spread your there?
Well 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 with middle class dream
And the world will be the same as the world has always
the people's music so you can stuff your ideas of class
That's the way the system keep you sitting on your arse
Class, class, class, that's all you 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 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 care where they're from
Black or white, or skin, there ain't no right or wrong
We're all just human beings, some of us rotten, of us good
You can stuff your false cos together I know we could
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
got no colour, we're all the same
People, people, not colour, or creed
Don't destroy the people, destroy their and their greed