Hey you, what are you trying to do?
You keep throwing me out of your house
And saying I'm through
Well let me in
I've got no-where to sleep
I've got no money in my pockets
And I've got no shoes on my feet yeah

You know all my fantasies
'cos you found my magazines
You call them dirty habits
And you say that I'm obscene

Backing vocal:
(Can't you keep it down you're beginning to shout
Can't you speak more quietly you're talking too loud)

Chorus:
Quiet, don't tell me to be quiet
Why don't you try to be quiet?
What the hell are you trying to prove
It's not me who's the arse-hole but, you!
I, I, I, I, I, I have no sanctuary
I realise I'm the family sore
I'm not your Mothercare baby no more I said
I, I, I, I have no sanctuary
Can't play no rock 'n' roll
My parents knock and they bang on the floor