Anti-social (1977)
I don’t like papers, reading books. Gettin’ sick, think it sucks!
I don’t wanna listen to another word! I’m so bleedin’ bored
I’m Anti-social! Anti-social! Anti-social! I hate the world
I don’t wanna go to work another day! I wanna be somebody!
I don’t wanna wear no three piece suit! I don’t wanna family
I’m Anti-social! Anti-social! Anti-social! I hate the world
Walking on the streets, wondering what to do thinking of a job you like
I ain’t got no money or a set of wheels it’s a bloody drag!
Looking at the posers and their flashy cars
I’m just walking round
Parents asking for a kid I ain’t gonna settle down!
I’m anti-social! Anti-social! Anti-social! I hate the world