Crass - Hurry Up Garry (The Parsons Farted) Lyrics
I've heard too much about the people in the ghettoHeard too much about the working class mottoHow you don't know life if you ain't seen the streetRacialist poor against the racialist eliteA million people in factory and officeAware there's something missing, but living with their lossesThere's no fight to get where they'd rather beOnly the accepting of dependencyWait in the shop, for what you ain't gotLying on the beaches for the social eliteWorking 9 to 4, revolved around moreFear, guilt, abuse, love and moral truthWar in your bedroom, bodies in your fridgeDomestic violence, the tomb you digRules for survival, rules that they wroteThinking it's your freedom when it's rammed down your throatOn the boundary, choose your familyChoose what school, no choice at allChoose what church, allow you to hurtChoosing your power, choosing your hour