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