G.L.C. (Original: Menace)

Lyrics

Gotta break out of this rat race,
gonna kick my cage to fuck.
Political man and your smilin’ lies:
You’re all covered in smut!

G.L.C., G.L.C.!
G.L.C., G.L.C.!
You’re full of shit, shit,
shit, shit, shit, shit!

Waitin’ for a cell in a block of rock.
Get me down, get me down, name and number.
Get hitched dirty bitch ditch with the baby talk.
Oh no! You won’t get lumbered!

G.L.C., G.L.C.!
G.L.C., G.L.C.!
You’re full of shit, shit,
shit, shit, shit, shit!

GLC, GLC!
GLC, GLC!
You’re full of shit, shit,
shit, shit, shit, shit!

Court room six, dirty fix,
down a cell, live in hell!
What’s your name? What’s your game?
Masturbate, magistrate!

G.L.C., G.L.C.!
G.L.C., G.L.C.!
You’re full of shit, shit,
shit, shit, shit, shit!

How do you do it, divide and rule?
Split ‘em up, split ‘em up, keep ‘em out of sight.
End up in the factory instead of in a school.
Left right, left right, right right, wrong!

G.L.C., G.L.C.!
G.L.C., G.L.C.!
You’re full of shit, shit,
shit, shit, shit, shit!

G.L.C., G.L.C.!
G.L.C., G.L.C.!
You’re full of shit, shit,
shit, shit, shit, shit!

G.L.C., G.L.C.!
G.L.C., G.L.C.!
You’re full of shit, shit,
shit, shit, shit, shit!

G.L.C., G.L.C.!
G.L.C., G.L.C.!
You’re full of shit, shit,
shit, shit, shit, shit!