It was no.4 or 496 Free utility place in bits Just some old hat for new tricks Free and easy get your kicks Summer stink to the winter cold Just a living for some rock n roll No restriction to a hardcore beat Slayer blaring in the summer heat For a squat in a human zoo There was nothing else left to do Too young and without a clue Cheap cider, cans of special brew Dodgy dealings and hows yer father Down in one then you down the lot Innocence something soon forgot They were years in a lazy haze Special issue on thursdays Twos up and how much you owe Ten a penny and you're good to go Blag yer beer and you blag to pay Even though its your giro day For a squat in a human zoo...