Marx and Engels There's misery in all I hear and see From the people on TV After their tea when life begins again They'll be happier than me
There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday From the view I saw today I took a bet inside the launderette With a girl from Wallasey
She spoke in dialect I could not understand But one thing that she made clear There was no coming on to her There was no way
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There's misery in all I hear and see From the people on TV After their tea when life begins again
They'll be happier than me
There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday From the view I saw today I took a bet inside the launderette With a girl from Wallasey
She spoke in dialect I could not understand But one thing that she made clear There was no coming on to her There was no intellect That she could respect If it couldn't see That the girl just wants to be Left alone with Marx and Engels for a while She's writing in the style Of any riot girl