have you been to the desert
have you walked with the dead
there's a hundred thousand
children being killed
for their bread
and the figures don't lie
they speak of human disease
but we do what we want
and we think what we please
have you lived the experience
have you witnessed the plague
people making babies
sometimes just to escape
in this land of competition
the compassion is gone
yet we ignore the needy
and we keep pushing on
we keep pushing on
this is just a punk rock song
written for the people who
can see something's wrong
like ants in a colony
we do our share
but there's so many other
fuckin' insects out there
and this is just
a punk rock song
have you visited the quagmire
have you swam in the shit
the party conventions
and the real politik
the faces always different
the rhetoric the same
but we swallow it all
and we see nothing change
nothing has changed
this is just a punk rock song
written for the people who
can see something's wrong
like workers in a factory
we do our share
but there's so many other
fuckin' robots out there
and this is just
a punk rock song
<Interlude>
10 million dollars
on a losing campaign
20 million starving
and writhing in pain
big strong people
unwilling to give
small in vision and perspective
one in five kids below
the poverty line
one population runnin'
out of time runnin'out of time
this is just a punk rock song
written for the people who
can see something's wrong
like ants in a colony
we do our share
but there's so many other
fuckin' insects out there
and this is just
a punk rock song
they speak of human disease
but we do what we want
and we think what we please
one in five kids below
the poverty line
one population runnin'
out of time
this is just a punk rock song
this is just a punk rock song
this is just a punk rock song
cked down
and they put you first in line
And so you finally ask yourself
just how big you are
and take your place in a wiser
world of bigger motor cars
<Intelrude>
So Where the hell was Biggles
when you needed him
last Saturday
And where were all the sportsmen
who always pulled you though
They're all resting down
in Cornwall
writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual
See there! A man born