Some dirty squatters moved into my street With their non sexist haircuts, dirty feet Their dogs, cats, political elite They may have beds but they don't use sheets Furnishing their houses from the contents of skips Things that decent people put on rubbish tips They look quite harmless sitting out in the sun But I wouldn't let my daughter marry one Dirty squatters Oh my god they're moving in next door Dirty squatters Is it for people like this that Winston won - the war I've lives in this street for nearly fifteen years Lived here with my hopes, lived here with my fears Paid my taxes, paid my bills Watched my money vanished in the council tills Alone come these scruffs with their education Their grand ideas, talk of corruption My rent keeps rising, my job gets boring If things gets worse then I'm gonna have to join them Dirty squatters Oh my god they're moving in next door Dirty squatters Is it for people like this that Winston won - the war Bought myself a lock and late tonight Under the cover of darkness if the moons not bright Getting out of here, moving in next door Don't think I can take much more Dirty squatters Oh my god they're moving in next door Dirty squatters Is it for people like this that Winston won