Second-Hand Car Spiv letra

I was born a slum gutter infantile
Brute-force educated, delinquent juvenile
I am a product of mass produced factory fodder
Streets full of tenement blocks, rat infested filth and squalor

I left school, went straight to the dole
And unemployment's no enjoyment
Welfare State owns my mind
And my body and my soul

So I worked my way up to be a second-hand car spiv
Don't judge me harshly 'cause I'm just a slum kid
I built up my business with a quick wit and fist
So don't double-cross me or my hoods will dissect you
With their black jacks and shiv's

Slum kids never get a break
They've got to fight their way up
Wheel and deal, beg and steal
Sweat blood to earn a buck

I didn't want to work on the factory floor
I wasn't content, I wanted more
Than to be a slave to a lathe
Work all day and go home bored

So a second- hand car spiv was what I became
I built an empire because I used my brains
He's a second-hand car spiv up from the slums
So don't judge him harshly 'cause he's just a slum kid

Then we moved into property, stocks and shares
And into high finance and you've got to agree
That running a multi-million corporation
Sure beats selling cars second-hand

Once he sold old worn out heaps to the punters on the street
Now I'm in control of the country as a whole
And the world is at my feet
The world is at his feet

Power, power, I've got power oozing out of me
And when you think of all the things I've done
It says a lot for one who worked his way up from the streets
Yes, I'm a second-hand car spiv

Do a deal, buy and sell
It's my trade, know it well
Make a sale, ring the bell
Let the suckers go to hell

Bank the profits, count the change
Another sucker comes your way
Life is a crooked game
And slum kids never change