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The corner wakes everbody up Especially the 'me first' waitin' to jump Midnight snipers Prowlin' the shopping centre whilst it's quiet Whilst the flowerman sets up Braggin' about the money he's got The petite bourgeoisie with his new van An' fuckin plantin' pots Brown plastic The man always acts fantastic Tesco Extra an a real bad cough That stinks of microwaved rice with beef stroganoff The struggle in words - swivel servant The struggle in words - swivel servant The war torn lino on the toilet floor And the way the decorator's mate blens it all in We are caged Tryin' to pick preferences out the unlucky bin Strangers grunt and make a mess near the fuckin' sink Tuck my shirt in Shrunk from too much washin' Twenty quid y'get what you give An' I'm not talkin' 'bout that twat either The wind blows on the favoured Who managed to grease the eager machine Eager beaver The struggle in words - civil servant The struggle in words - swivel servant Adjust my tie, I hate this lie The struggle in words - swivel servant I can't see it Ranges from "Pick you nose and do something else" To "I just can't fuckin' believe it" Can't you like it or can't you like it The Club of Rome holds two grapes And they belong to me mate I got the option to cycle and get fit Get the bus Taxi Walk it Roundabouts Cogs Blocked Audi T4 Some twat on a fix Everybody looks like they got it The strugglin' words - swivel servant The strugglin' words - swivel servant Adjust my tie - I hate this lie The strugglin' words - swivel servant Adjust my tie - I hate this lie Adjust my tie - I hate this lie Adjust my tie - I hate this lie The strugglin' words Strike Force Strike Force Strike Force Strike Force Strike Force Strike Force Strike Force Strike Force