Pass me the bottle for one last drink Cos the whole human race is teetering on the brink We're gonna do it if it takes a million years One last drink let's drown our fears They just thought of a bomb that only kills People on the dole without the fancy thrills It's no good hiding in a fancy shelter Cos they're all fitted with a dole card detector And it's ohh ohh ohh ohh They mean us this time, we've got nowhere to go It's ohh ohh ohh ohh So this is what they mean by dead end dole What can we do? Protest and survive, I don't think they're listening I don't think they'll even try