A chip tooth concrete solution,
A gloved hand tearing bone loose from the gum
Spitting at your shoes as you go by,
You said 'It's only work I'm not here to have fun'
Bite down, chew you up and swallow you whole
Surprised that, you've got the energy to get yourself home
So are you here to moan or is it getting worse
Is it getting worse now?
Of all the blood and spit and the teeth you grit
Is it getting worse?
So are you here to moan or is it getting worse
Is it getting worse now?
So keep your head down
They're gonna burn the place down
Well done you've beat yourself up again
Too tentative to your own detriment
You hang, you hang fire
You talk you cross wires, say
'Oh I can't be bothered with this right now
I'd rather burn this ship and everyone in it
Better that than to quietly drown'
So are you here to moan or is it getting worse
Is it getting worse now?
Of all the blood and spit and the teeth you grit
Is it getting worse?
So are you here to moan or is it getting worse
Is it getting worse now?
So keep your head down
They're gonna burn the place down
Go!