Verse 1
I’m a clunger – dole sponger
Sucking your shit just like a plunger
Not effected by the credit cruncher
Always been able to avoid hunger
Cash – don’t mean shit to me
In school I wasn’t listening
“But you’ll be skint with no degree”
Why pay when you can get for free?
I make money like a full time job
Only I get to do what the fuck I want

The tax payer – pays my wage
Housing benefit helps me to save
Electricity – that’s chipped mate
Heating’s all economy 8
Or seven, I’m in financial heaven
Sleep at midnight wake up at eleven
TV license man - I’ll never let in
The real world - will never get in
It’s what I want to do, it’s what I want to do
My biggest fear is working for you

Chorus
I could work – but I don’t wanna
When I’ve benefits, tunes and marijuana
I wake up – when I wanna
Cuz I couldn’t be fucked with this 9 to 5 drama
“You’re a waster – you’re a bum - raping my tax funds”
But you slave for a wage that is minimum
I got sick of being a low paid pawn
And I clicked on quick that it pays – to sign on

Verse 2
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Work - nada – I don’t wanna
Flip those beds up in the Ramada
Time on my hands– I’ve a lotta
Love for my muckers driving their lada’s
Second hand clothes I don’t wear Prada
Full time job is not what Ivana
Couldn’t stress more with a diacritic fada
As long as my heart’s set like a Claddagh
The best things in life are free
So the birds and bees can have my money

Verse 3
Don’t judge me – don’t do that
Your tax funds the war in Iraq
Sure most MPs have got two flats
So I figure I’ll take a wee bit back
Responsibility - I truly lack
The minimum wage is fucking whack
And fifteen year olds think I can rap
So fuck work – I’m too cool to do that
Working class – working class - I’m not working class
Sure I don’t work – I just pass – my time away upon my ass

But sometimes I started thinking bad thoughts like
Fuck it – maybe I’ll get a job
Cuz my life it seems far from full
All I do is sit on my hole – sign the dole
Go on the pull – to try and get my hole
But listen kids – I’ve a mission
Talking absolute shite for a livin’

Outro
Don't you wish you didn't have a job like me?
Don't you wish you wish that you could sleep in like me?
Don't you wish you wish that you could be a bum like me?
Don'tcha - Don'tcha