Ain't got no action grip

Don't come with a full compliment of weapons

Get off your illin' tip

I don't recognize

Anybody from around here anymore

And I

Don't wanna 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 wanna 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 wanna be

Your punching bag

Are we losing?

Are we middle class gangsters