Ain't got no action grip

Don't come with a full compliment of weapons

Get off your illin' tip

I don't recognize anyone from around here anymore



And I

Don't want to be

Your punching bag

Are we

Losing?

Are we

Middle class gangsters?



Wasn't looking at your girlfriend

Didn't touch your Mustang

When I was

In the parking lot

What don't you comprehend

Well I'll speak slowly if you're on something

Or faster if you're not



And I

Don't want to be

Your punching bag

Are we

Losing?

Are we

Middle class gangsters?



So put on British steel

Curse today and

How you're feeling

Well everybody up and down my block

They used to matter when we used to rock



And I

Don't want to be

Your punching bag

Are we

Losing?

Are we

Middle class gangsters