Lyrics:

There's a training course where
Boys and girls of real ambition
Start a new job in a factory
Where they're making ammunition

But it makes them think of stealing
When they read between the lines
Through the owners of this funfair
You won't find a ride you like
Just

Get a job, get a job

Manufacture rubbish
Although no one can afford it
You could make a profit
More than anyone deserves
So you find you're left with poison
So you dump it in our water
So create the kind of problems
Only radiation cures
Through

Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job

Oh, you young people are revolting
8 to 5, life should give the jolt needed
In a few years you won't feel quite the same
You'll be playing their get a job games

There's a training camp when
You come home from saving nations
Get a new job and a new leg
Social rehabilitation

Every time you think of leaving
You get caught between the lines
It's the training for the funfair
You get taken for a ride
You

Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job
Get a job, get a job