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Hanging about
down the market street
I spent a lot of time on my feet
When I saw some passing yobbos
'An we did chance to speak

I knew how to sing - y' know
an they knew how to pose
An' one of them had a Les Paul
Heart attack machine


All the young punks
Laugh your life
Cos there ain't much to cry for
All you young cunts
Live it now
Cos there ain't much to die for

Everybody wants to bum a ride
on the rock 'n' roller coaster
And we went out got our name
In small print on the poster
Of course we got a manger
Though he ain't the mafia
A contract is a contract
When they get 'em out on yer

You gotta drag yourself to work
Drug yourself to sleep
You're dead from the neck up
By the middle of the week

Face front you got the future
Shining Like a piece of gold
But I swear as we get closer
It look more like a lump of coal
But it's better than some factory
Now that's no place to waste your youth
I worked there for a week once
I luckily got the boot

Feeling bad for three to four days
Feeling sad for three to four more
Feeling lazy for 45 minutes
Feeling crazy for 45 more
Feeling deadly the whole night long
Waiting in the corner cos something's wrong
Don't wanna get up and see that dawn
like the day before

A spliff, a pound, a half a pint of brown
This is the way we spell Camden town
Shooting speed is not my need
Feeling crazy for 45 more