Cheap labour in disguise Youth opportunities, government lies Keeps young kids off the dole Future sealed or so they're told Government policies cause
Nothing for young people in Colchester There's nothing for them to do So don't blame the kids for everything 'Cos a lot of it's down to you Colchester
Sitting at home with nothing to do Feeling part of a human zoo Got no future,nothing for me I wanna go out but I ain't got no money Depression! it's
You go town on a Saturday night You just ain't happy till you've been in a fight You have too many, get out of your head You don't know why but you wanna
It ain't our fault so don't blame us There's nothing to do so what's all the fuss We've got no money, we've got no say The lack of choice keeps us at
What's the point of marching for the CND If Russia drops the bomb it won't save me I don't wanna die but can't you see If there's gonna be a war then
Five days a week in a factory I can't take anymore it just ain't me They say I'm lucky 'cos I've got a job But I'm no better than the dole queue mob
Don't wanna be a part of society Don't wanna waste my life away I don't need no learned politics 'Cos I live from day to day...in a Violent Society
Should have been there before the war 250 killed but they don't know what for A great British victory yes I agree But what a price to pay, oh can't you
Why do you blame youth for what's happening today Who got us in this mess anyway Does it make you feel better to pass the blame Of course it does because
There'll be no tomorrow That's what the newsflash said Cancel all your orders 'Cos tomorrow you'll be dead There's no point in running Your time has
us what's going on We're know we're making them a fucking bomb Rondolet control, Rondolet control Pick up 'Sounds' what do I see Badges and T-shirts of Special Duties
Look out of your window in the middle of the night But don't go outside or you'll die of fright Make sure to stay inside when it's dark Don't risk the
We're told to shut up, sit down and obey To them it is the only way We're nothing at all that's what they think A revolution is on the brink Our time
We're told what's going on in a roundabout way We take in everything they have to say We've got to believe 'cos there's less complications Knowing what
