Vice Squad - Don't Let The Bastards Grind You Down lyrics

Part time, small time

Biggest con of all time

All the poseurs and the flakes

Small time, part time

Making it no show time

All the wankers and the fakes

Don't let the bastards grind you down

Don't let the bastards grind you down

Can't play, won't play

Got a problem they say

But the problem's self - induced

Won't play, can't

Woke up with the 'flu today

Coming down from drug abuse

He's thinking about it

And he's talking about it

If you wanna get anything done right

You've got to do it for yourself

Hang out, bail out

Tell us what it's all about

All the passengers and straights

Spat on, spat out

Tried so hard but got nought

And it seams I've lost my faith

Don't let the bastards grind you down

Don't let the bastards grind you down