The Kids Are Alright

Now we have your attention,
perhaps you’ll get the message,
we won’t be swept under the carpet,
left to rot in sink estates,
while politicians line their pockets,
and bankers fuck the country,
then walk away with a fat bonus.

What do we get?
Stop and search.
Assume the position.
Fucked up the arse.
The only chance of a job,
is a blowjob.
The only way out of here
is in a box,
or out our box.

Go on, lock us all up.
You think that’s a deterrent?
It’s a fucking holiday.
Three meals a day,
A job,
good night’s sleep.
Fuck, you take that shit for granted.
Hope you enjoyed your street barbecues.

So what if I’ve got a new pair of Nikes on tonight.
So what if my mum’s got a new widescreen tv,
This is just the start.
Cat’s out the bag now.
The animals in your farm have awoken.

We’ve spoken.
What are you going to do about it?
Shoot us like a middle east dictatorship?
You can’t hurt us.
When we have nothing,
We have nothing to lose.

Don’t talk to us about community,
Or give us shit about your big society
Wearing your Bullingdon Club blazers
This is our big society.
And the kids are united.
Respect?
Go fuck yourselves.