(Chorus)We’re the Squatters ArmyWe’re the Won’t Pay Rent BrigadeWe smoke marijuanaAnd we like getting laid.Have you heard about us ?If not, you will you betBecause the Sunday MirrorAin’t seen nothing yet.We piss out of windowsWe shit on the floorWe shoot up in lavatoriesAin’t that what they’re for ?We don’t work in factoriesWe don’t work in a storeWe don’t work in officesWe don’t work at all.We’ve got lice and scabiesCrabs and bedbugs tooWe only take our clothes offWhen we want to screw.We’re all on multiple dolesIt’s that that gives us hopeThe money that they send usPays for all our dope.We’ll beat up your grandadCos we’re a load o thugsWe won’t even notice’Cos we’re all high on drugsWe laze around like idle richLet others rub and scrubThe only one who gets our breadIs the landlord in the pub.(Chorus)
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We’re the Squatters Army
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Text anonymous (≤1981). Tune : « My Old Man’s A Dustman ».
Paru aussi dans : South London Anarchist Group (ed.). — Anarchist song book, to tunes you know. — London [UK] : South London Anarchist Group, [1981] (p. 39).