Falling Down - G.B.H.

Can’t take no more of this daily grind

I need some space to unwind

Not enough Carrots to many sticks

But I’m prepared to take the risks

I’m falling down, I’m falling down, I’m falling down again

There’s no respect where’s it all gone

The silent ticking of a smart bomb

Buildings crumble people bleed

They’ve got us crawling on our knees

I’m falling down, I’m falling down, I’m falling down again

Well I’m not the man I used to be

Public enemy number three

It was on the cards you could tell

Now I’m all tooled up and mad as hell

I’m falling down, I’m falling down, I’m falling down again

Self defense is not a crime

Victims end up doing time

Retaliation when they threaten

A water pistol is no only weapon

I’m falling down, I’m falling down, I’m falling down again