The Best of the Business/The Business Live lyrics

They're the sons and daughters of well off bankers

Tom Robinsons' army of trendy wankers

Flared blue jeans and anoracks

With yellow streaks all down their backs
Who act so tough when their on tv

But trendy wankers don't scare me

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Oi!, Oi! Oi! Chosen few

This is what we think of you

Surburban rebels playing at reds

You would be urban terrorists

Reality punk is all together

Fighting each other just ain't clever

You've got the wrong enemy picking on a friend
If we don't stand together then this is the end

Today's youth stand together

In your combat and leather

There's a cause a cause to fight

Not each other we must unite

Fight the real enemy <i>[x4]

Banned from the pubs everynight

You never question, you never ask why

You never listen, you never try

Never wanting to make a stand
With people like you humanity's damned

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Get out while you can

Get out while you can

Get out while you can

Get out

Bomb could drop, but you don't care

The cupboards empty, but you won't share

People repressed but you don't see

The normal attitude sickens me