No Class (Live at Whitla Hall, Belfast, 23rd December 1981)

[Intro] This one is dedicated to you lot And I hope you stay this way, it's called "No Class" [Verse 1] Shut up, you talk too loud You don't fit in with the crowd I can't believe you exist I've crossed you right off my list [Chorus] Too much, too soon You're way out of tune No class, no class [Verse 2] Too late, you're way out of line No, buddy, I can't spare a dime Fake out, baby, that's right No bark and even less bite [Chorus] Your perfect smile Betrays your lack of style No class, no class Baby, no class, no class [Verse 3] Too late, you can't stop me now You face the wrong way anyhow I know you ain't got the brain To come in out of the rain [Chorus] Too bad, no magic I'm afraid you're really tragic No class, baby, no class No class, no class [Outro] Close enough