Lyrics: Every Chase A Steeple

Go to school act the fool
Learn to get up early
Take a seat be discreet
Don't you touch the girlie
Nine to five stay alive
Fill your head with fiction
At the school lose the rules
Learn to cause some friction

Ay ay ay
What's the point of trying to win
Ay ay ay
Bound to get you in the end

Get a job shut your gob
Try and make some money
Nine to five stay alive
Makes your brain go runny
Answer back get the sack
You'll be keeping silent
Save your mon (ey) have some fun
A bit of weekend violence

They're dying in the gutters
And they're dying in their beds
They're dying in the colours
Of a mouldy loaf of bread
They're dying in the bathroom
When they're mouths are full of soap
And when your'e dead you're dead you're dead
You're dead no hope

Join a band in demand
Face in every paper
At the door hundreds more
Wanna be your neighbour
Hit the road no abode
Face you at the people
Gotta act it's a fact
Every church a steeple

They're dying in the gutters
And they're dying in their beds
They're dying in the colours
Of a mouldy loaf of bread
They're dying in the bathroom
When they're mouths are full of soap
And when your'e dead you're dead you're dead
You're dead no hope
What's the point of tryin' to win
When it get's you in the end