We all get knocked down
And kicked in the teeth
Sometimes we land ‘splat’
Sometimes on our feet
We struggle to survive
Better days might come
But fuck it if they don’t
We still carry on

We survive
Yes we carry on

We hold our heads up high no uniforms we fear
Breaking the chain we command out of our despair
They try to run us down with their standards set and rules
Try to get us moving we have nothing to prove
Look at them speculating gasping for some air
See as they match and compare
With their pockets full of products making life so bright
We can resist their might