DWP
It's a lean, mean murdering machine
That wants us to give up on life
Make no excuse jump through hoops
They grin as they sharpen the knife

Make you feel unworthy
Make you feel so dirty
They will throw a party
If you don't make thirty
They despise the poor
Till we can't take no more
You can't break free
But you won't break me

If you want to claim they make you feel ashamed
Or send you to an early grave
If you ain't fit for work they will make you feel the hurt
No safety net here to save
Take the blame
Line through your name
Feel the shame
To kill and maim

They want suicide
They want broken lives
You can't break free
But you won't break me

In every town
They grind you down
Lose their game
Close your claim

Hate the poor
G4S on the door
You can't break free
But you won't break me

Sean Taylor Vocals, Piano & Electric Guitar
Mike Seal Double Bass"