Sitting in the Silence of a rat infested tent, a product of austerity no money to rent
Evil landlords renting prison cells, the cost of living continues to swell
Self indulgent, gluttonness and repugnant
Lock them all up for it, Lock them all up for it
Bang bang comes the knock on the door, They've come to take you the new poor
Home is where the heart bleeds, when you're out on your own
Ireland's covered in a blanket of shame, a load of yes men in power for the fame
Graphs and statistics legitimize ignorance
Get off the fence, use your common sense
Cold shoulder from the Blueshirts, cold shoulder from Labour
Yeer all just a massive Fianna Failure
Power and money cures what ails them
Jesus Christ was born in a stable
Old habits never die they just become accepted
They never asked to be affected, neglected, so unprotected, so unprotected, so unprotected
Bang bang comes the knock on the door
They've come to take you the new poor
Home is where the heart bleeds when you're out on your own
They're out on the streets tonight
No one asked for this life
They're out on the streets tonight
No one asked for this life
For this life, for this life
Bang bang comes the knock on the door
They've come to take you the new poor
Home is where the heart bleeds when you're out on your own
Bang bang comes the knock on the door
They've come to take you the new poor
Home is where the heart bleeds when you're out on your own
You're not alone, you're not alone
You're not alone, you're not alone