Work, Rest, Play, Reggae

The black and white racial disharmony
It’s just a cover story
Incanted to hide the fact
The working class people are still being kicked all over the place
Work is nothing but a diversion;
Something you are supposed to do
According to the rules made up by who, long long time ago
Slow death tailored to suit you
And it’s all been designed to say:
«Let's keep another of the fuckers down»
Rest — that’s sleeping, you can have plenty of
Because while you are asleep you are peaceful
And don’t give the authorities any trouble
12 hours a night, 7 days a week, no problem
And it’s all been designed to say:
«Let's keep another of the fuckers down»
Play? What play?
Can’t afford a bow-show yacht
The cinemas are gone now & the fuel that we had
So tell me, what have we got left?
Apart from reggae and dancing?