War, War, War, War There's war in Afghanistan And war in Northern Ireland And war in South America And war in Africa And war Violence War Oppression There's violence in London And violence in Bristol And violence in New York And violence in Moscow And war Violence War Oppression There's war in Heaven Unrest on Earth And war in my head And war in my house And war War War War Subvert Subvert Subvert Subvert If you gotta job You can be an agent You can work for revolution In your place of employment If you gotta job you can be an agent You can work for revolution in your place of employment If you work in a factory throw a spanner in the works Internal sabotage, hit them where it hurts Subvert Subvert Subvert Subvert If you gotta job Where they treat you like a slave Where they treat you like a zombie In their corporate grave If you work in a office making tea for the bosses While they are getting richer on ten time your pay They may think you're stupid but you're working undercover You've got the potential to disobey Subvert Subvert Subvert Subvert If you've got a job Cause there's nothing else to do Where they think they've got you trapped in The boxes that they choose If you've got a job you can be an agent If you work in a kitchen you can redistribute food If you are a policeman ordered to arrest me You don't have to do it, you can refuse Subvert Subvert Subvert Subvert Subvert Subvert Subvert Subvert If you gotta job You can be an agent You can work for revolution In your place of employment If you gotta job you can be an agent You can work for revolution in your place of employment If you work in a factory throw a spanner in the works Internal sabotage, hit them where it hurts Subvert Subvert Subvert Subvert