Lower Class Brats

(from the compilation- Punx Unite) who do they save tell me what is good for me i need to

Bloody eyes opening, now i can finally see, a distorted, blurry version of society. Now were

I dont wanna work I dont wanna sleep I dont wanna stand on my own two feet I dont wanna laugh I

No way they're fools No way they're fools I see your life gets tougher every day Confused

I can't seem to get the signal I need I think my radio's broken there was a time it played so

I'm in a bubble-gum town on a Saturday night I'm a super-yob standing in a rosy-red light Baby

They laugh at us when we Walk down the streets Ten of them with weapons Man we're gonna get beat

You loved me once you loved me twice Third time baby you weren't so nice I should've ran away that

You have held us down for so long, Everything you said, it was wrong, You can't even look us in the

i'm not anti-anything everything's anti-me when i get pushed i shove back and they call me

HA This one goes out to the soldiers You know who you are And to all the prostitutes

Four young strong Chelloveks Fighting hard for their kicks Come on down have a drink on us A nice tall

It's cold and cloudy out tonight my friends I know soon the rains will come again If you got the big,

You think you had the right, the way you spoke to me last night. Well, that tone in your voice and that look

I remember high school man was it a bore i remember being shut out for the clothes i couldnt afford