The clock strikes one, the lines are drawn
You started it but you don't know what you've done
It's Guy Fawkes Night put a bomb up the arse of the Branson empire
The old folks whine and piss on the times
they never knew what rock 'n' roll can do
Now it's over to the words, the tunes the freezing rooms
Have lunch against a loaded bomb
Kaboom
Kaboom
Kaboom
Kaboom

The old betray, the young decay
The foremind's cracked in here today
The nubile girls the whole wide world

The old get rich the young get pissed
And I'm in the middle with a ?seventeen? ?inch?
The love, the life,
the car, the wife
Over there

Yeah, down to the pub for a rub-a-dub-dubstar
Watch out!
It's another fucking ?pub clan?
Rules for girls rules for boys
Come on it's drive time
Take the pill  'cause some cunts kill
They never knew what rock 'n' roll can do
And it can happen
So back to the bar for another few jars
Let the drink define what young and old should do 
And it can happen to you
The old betray, the young decay
The foremind's cracked in here today
The nubile girls the whole wide world
The old get rich the young get pissed
And I'm in the middle with a ?seventeen inch?
The love, the life
The car, the wife

The old betray, the young decay
The foremind's cracked in here today
The nubile girls, the whole wide world
The old get rich, the young get pissed
And I'm in the middle with a ?seventeen inch?
The love, the life
the car, the wife

OVER THERE..there there there there...