Banged up in the clinker with a milkman for a mate
I must 'ave 'ad it coming but I don't prognosticate
The Sweeney doing ninety with the sirens and the lights
And me in striped pyjamas and the Tottenham tights

She's the last of a dying breed a diamond under stress
In a time when yes means no and no means yes
Well she's not much of a looker and her father is an 'orse
But I like to get my oats without using any force
It's an orrible world

Well I'm a tad unreconstructed, that I will admit
But I do believe in socialism on a Friday night
I take my lady down the Castle, hit the brandy hard
Then it's bouncy-bouncy stabby-stabby
Down the knacker's yard

It used to be a struggle but you knew just what to do
Everyone read Dworkin so you ad to read er too
She said sexual intercourse is just naked aggression
You said "That is sadly true but it's also self-expression"
It's an 'orrible world

Well you might as well 'ang for a sheep as a lamb
That's what I always say
And it's up the patriarchy in the manly month of May
But they've abandoned revolution and your barnet's thin and grey
So it's down the hatch, up the crotch, cheers and bombs away
In an 'orrible world, can't get no joy
With political girls