I'm always waiting

I'm sick of waiting

For the day my luck will change

I've spent enough time

In queues and bread lines

In hope of better days

These thieves and scroungers

And lazy bastards

If I move they'll steal my place

Steal like this State does

And who's to blame us

When none of us can pay?

Will heaven's angels

Pull out the rent books

And ask me how I'll pay?

Behind their big desks

Misspell my kids' names

And file my life away?