Lyrics

It was no.4 or 496 Free utility place in bits Just some old hat for new tricks Free and easy get your kicks Summer stink to the winter cold Just a living for some rock n roll No restriction to a hardcore beat Slayer blaring in the summer heat For a squat in a human zoo There was nothing else left to do Too young and without a clue Cheap cider, cans of special brew Dodgy dealings and hows yer father Down in one then you down the lot Innocence something soon forgot They were years in a lazy haze Special issue on thursdays Twos up and how much you owe Ten a penny and you're good to go Blag yer beer and you blag to pay Even though its your giro day For a squat in a human zoo...