Walking down by castle street now
A homeless man calls out
“Can I have 20p for a cup of tea” now
Was his shout
On his arms were scabby tracks
Covered up by tatts
What a thing to ask
Find my way to Womanby
A stranger stops me in her stride
“Have you got any change for me?”
The girl cried
A charity mugger
Oh not another
Look on her face like her mother doesn't love her
What do these people want from me?
Don't they know nothing comes for free?
Cos I'm a respectable man
And I work hard to get by
I deserve what I earn
So don't take a piece of my pie
Say hello to Zinc Street
To the sounds of the Rag n Bone
“Give us all your metal, people
In your cosy terraced homes”
In his eyes, yeah, you could tell
What he wants is professional help
Not copper to melt
But what do these people think they're owed?
Can't even walk down my road!
Cos my cow of a wife
Is already milking me dry
Accept your fate
It ain't my fault you're work-shy
Pull yourself up by your bootstraps
Cut the crap
And get off your back
It's up to us to take the slack
And if ya wanna know
I'm alright Jack
Aren't there places you can go?
How can you afford that Strongbow?
Cos I pay my tax
To pay for people like you
Get up off your backs
Get out of the dole queue