Lyrics:

When a man is running from his boss
Who holds a gun that fires 'cost'
And people die from being old
Or left alone because they're cold
And bobs are dropped on fightin cats
And children's dreams all run with rats
If you complain you'll disappear
Just like the lesibans and queers
Noone can love without the grace
Of some unseen and distant face
And you get beaten up by blacks
Who though they worked still got the sack
And when your soul tells yo to die
Your very right to die's denied
And in the battle on the streets
You fight computers and receipts
And when a man is trying to change
But only causes further pain
You realise that all along
Something in us is going wrong
.................You stop dancing!