Stiff Little Fingers - The 'cosh' lyrics

Everything is turning upside down in this town The crime rate's rising up as employment swoops down Kids can't trust their parents to protect them no more And if you're black or Irish you just can't trust the law Winos on the corner with no hope and no plan Kids on 5 quid drug deals waiting for their man Estates in states of chaos, hatred scrawled on the walls The men of law and order writhe about on the floor No-one dreams of living, those hopes lie on the rocks Your newly detached heaven is a cardboard box [Chorus:] And it seems And it seems Someone's used the cosh and the country's on its knees Someone's used the cosh and the country's on its knees Old folk freeze to d**h in flats where damp streams down the walls Poll tax bailiffs scream unheard in countless council halls Plans for new development that never cure the mess Benefits that won't be paid unless you've an address No-one dreams of living, those hopes lie on the rocks Your newly detached heaven is a cardboard box Our Welfare State's collapsing And no-one seems to care As long as money's being made And profits there to share Buy into a service that Belonged to you and me Soon you'll find our country Is the UK pic No-one dreams of living, those hopes lie on the rocks Your newly detached heaven is a cardboard box [Chorus:] Down on its knees Down on its knees Someone's used the Cosh The country's down on it's knees Down on it's knees Down on it's knees ... And it seems ... [Chorus]