Verse 1
The countries in recession
No jobs for me and you
So ill see you on Monday
In the dole queue
Job applications are a pile of sh**
Get rejected or ignored f**ing sick of it
Proved I can multitask by saying my bit
Cos I wrote this whole verse while I was taking a sh**
We could turn to crime but it'll only get you caught
You owe me a fiver cos I've been to Newport Chorus
The one thing we rely on
I'll see u when we sign on
What some will spend their lives on
JSA
The one thing we rely on
I'll see u when we sign on
Were almost sure to die on
JSA Verse 2
Ignorance is bliss and I'm incapable of both
But id rather write my thoughts down
Than shove em down your throat
You'll hear em when you're pissed
And when you're spending all your dole
Or you'll hear em when I'm pissed
And there's heads about to roll
So shout this as an anthem for all us dole scumbags
Society don't want us dumped on the road with bin bags
England's dirty secret like being caught with p**n mags
In bed with 4 slags
In your mum and dads house Verse 3
Got no experience
Got no chance
Got no life
Got no cash
Got no motivation
Got no plans
Got no luck
And it's out of my hands
Feeling stuck
Without helping hands
No one gives a f**
No one gives a chance
The planet is collapsing behind the scenes
Won't be long till they give dole to the queen