The heat is on and the wolf is at the door
Them rats they race daily and they're starting to gnaw
Santa's claws are coming and the boss is getting fat
The kids have seen the adverts and they'd like a 'bit of that'
Your capital's an 'ism'
Your pipe is just a dream
Your fortress is a prison and you 'has' has never been
Aiya Napa is the lost resort and it seems a world away
Twelve months' bollocks for two weeks frolics, but it's the price you choose to pay
Mouth is dry and chest tight
Prozac aids sleep at night
The deal is real, believe spiel
Tread that wheel ' til you keel
Browbeaten at the workplace, then home to 'domestic bliss'
And all the times you've beaten her face, then replaced it with a kiss
And abused her in the bedroom, you'd like to show her what its for
But Master Bates is full of hate and can't get it up no more
The toddlers hear the heated words as they lie awake in fear
Wetting beds through nerves
They're learning from their peers
Another peep from those you 'keep' and you're going to confirm their fears
She's been lying
Where's he hiding?
Time to set those fists-a-flying
Victims by day and by night
The system loves you, yeah alright
Perfect subjects, fine fodder
You just fight one another
The deal is real, believe spiel
Tread that wheel, 'til you keel
You're gonna climb that ladder like no ones climbed that ladder before
You're gonna climb that ladder like no ones climbed that ladder before
Visions for the masses through rose tinted glasses, oh yeah
Visions for the masses through rose tinted glasses, oh yeah
The heat is on
The ladders long
The hard ain't on
Is there something wrong?
Tread that wheel 'til you keel
Tread that wheel 'til you keel
Tread that wheel 'til you keel
Tread that wheel 'til you keel