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Business The No Mercy For You

A moonlight morning back in ninty-five twenty-five years old and glad to be alive Belmarsh Prison stripped his rights Belmarsh Prison took his life Gave

to know [Chorus] When I saw you on the south side of town its been sometime now, since I saw you around You didn`t have much to say, you never did

Welfare state - Class Compromise Which stop`s things short of revolution assault on freedom there`s no protection there`s no equality in exploitation

So you come from the ghetto don`t mean - you no good ain`t sophisticated like they say you should Years of being told that your bad as bad can be Well

t wanna take your drugs just to while away the hours I got no bread on the table I got no job that`s fucking stable You don`t like the way I look You

My team jut lost 4 - 1 feeling bad and feeling glum to the pub on a Saturday night 30 minutes later and I feel alright Guinness boys we are here, Oh

punk where you belong They say their right you know their wrong Bored on the street there`s nothing to do everyday your taken for a fool Reject you don

The judge turned to me as he threw away the key murder one murder one your doing life my son You have robbed you have slaughtered your going somewhere

You beg for mercy as you read the hand you're dealt 'Cause there's no let up, you walked into a set up It's suckin' you down and now you can't get up