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

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 seen?
Are you gonna be one of the big boys, well, we've seen it all
Muscles all akimbo as they boot down another
Will you see yourself as the hero as you boot in another
When you're just a pathetic victim of the media been fed
lost in your own self pity, you've bought the system's lie
They box us up and sit as we struggle with the knots 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
it looks like the people could score a win
The system makes sure that the boot in
Yeah it's the greatest working rip off, oi, oi, oi
Just 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 a rip off, ain't it just a rip off, oi
Punk attacked the barriers of colour, and creed
But look at how it is right now, do you think you're freed?
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 fucking
Can't you see you're talking about the way the system
Throughout our history force has been the game
The message that you 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 dead you wankers, cos you killed it and through
In your violent world of chaos, you gonna 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 message
mouth and trousers, sonny boy, never changed a thing
The only thing that'll ever will be the song you sing
Cos when you've bought your 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 your class dream
And the world will be the as the world has always been
Punk's the music so you can stuff your ideas of class
just the way the system keep you sitting on your arse
Class, class, class, all you fucking hear
class, working class, I don't fucking care
It's the greatest working rip off, oi, oi, oi
a fucking rip off, oi, oi, oi
It's the human 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 peoples music and I don't care where from
or white, punk or skin, there ain't no right or wrong
We're all just human beings, some of us rotten, some of us
You can stuff your false divisions cos together I know we
Beat the system, its rule
Ain't got no class, I a fool
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
destroy the people, destroy their power and their greed