I was a stoned drunk silhouette of my past I lost my nerves when he took me on He was this high-healed smooth talking middle class bastard Who tried to stab me for where I was from And though his words were covered in yesterday's mud The boys around him laughed his way But on the parking lot where I was born He didn't come to play No he did not dare to stay
You think you're better than us you think you're better than who You think you're better than Annie's angle You think you're down with the people who laugh when you frown And then move from ground to ground You think you're better than us You think you're better than who You think you're talking to Annie's angle You think you're down with the people who laugh when you frown And then move from ground to ground
Such a pity no one's hurt from your punch Must be a drag to look so debased On the other side you've still got your kids to die for So why take it all out on me That angry look doesn't suit your face You've got your medals in a box And on the telly there's this leader saying Blame it on the boss You've got to blame it on the boss