Hold Up - Hang On Sneak A Glance In Your Pocket
You Drank It All Up - Or So Say's That Docket
But It's All Gone And Now You've Got None
You Spin The Blackjack Kid And Then Your Night's Done
A Sky High Cost That Left You No Dosh
That Sank You Awash In The Land Of The Lost
But To The Hands Of A Few - That You Never Knew
They Stole Your Livelihood Right Where Ya Stood

So Stop And Take A Step Back
And Put Your Gun Back On The Rack
Come On And Line The Facts Up
Hold Your Back Up
We All Can Crack Up
Free From The Lock-up

Beat Up Smack Down For Just A Few Cents More
When You Realise That Robin Hood Hit The Poor
And Now You're Sore At Quarter Past Four
But Now They're Comin' Back They're Lining Up For A Little More
And I'm Not Saying No - 'cause This Is Not Straight-edge
But I Can't See The Green On Your Side Of The Hedge
There's Tip Top - Coca-Cola But Not A Sign Of Peace
And When We Can't Sort It Out We Leave It To Police

[Chorus]

I'LL BE DONE WITH YOUR VIOLENCE