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 s**ual 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