Living on borrowed time

I've seen these girls walking to the shops,
With pyjama bottoms and tracky tops,
Its sickening, oh sickening,

What world is this where we cease to exist,
In the minds of those above us?
The ones with the money.
They stole our money.

An if Anarchism's right,
And were gonna start a fight,
Then we better dress in black
And get fuelled up tonight,

I'm Living for tommorow,
I'm living on the borrow,

Cause me credits in the red and I can't buy bread,
Because they've taken all my money,
To pay off my debts instead,
They just go ahead,
Taking more money from the poor,
People gonna wake up,
And want this war,
Of anarchy.

So were gonna dress in black,
And take the streets back,
Get fuelled up and take on,
This establishment,
These established men.