Living With Unemployment (Live at Brunel University, London 1987)

I was living in a Newtown
I had problems with my parents
So I moved on up to London town
Where they said that things were happening, going down

Chorus:
Living in a bedsit
Bunking the tube trains
Sleeping all day long
And you know no one, cos you don't go out
Cos you've got no work
You just watch television
Living with unemployment

I, I ain't got a job, and, there's no work in the city
They, they always try to blame it on the blacks
But it's really those in power who stab you in the back

Chorus:
Living in a bedsit
We're Bunking the tube trains
We're sleeping all day long
And you know no one, cos you don't go out
Cos you've got no work
You just watch television
Living with unemployment

Well 'round our way, we ain't got a lot
But after four years on the dole, I felt I'd been left to rot
But now I've joined the Army and, believe it or not
I'm going to Northern Ireland and, I'm gonna get shot!

Chorus:
Living in a bedsit
We're bunking the tube trains
Sleeping all day long
And you know no one, cos you don't go out
Cos you've got no work
You just watch television
Living with unemployment
Oh you get so lonely
Living with unemployment
It gets so frustrating
Living with unemployment
And the Neurotics wanna tell you, what it's like to be
Unemployed, out of work, unemployed, out of work (repeat)
"Try to stay, out of trouble dear..."

And It's lonely for you
And it's lonely for me
And It's lonely for all of us - can't you fucking see?

Chorus:
Living in a bedsit
Bunking the tube trains
Sleeping all day long
And you know no one, cos you don't go out
Cos you've got no work
You just watch television

Living with unemployment
Oh you get so lonely
Living with unemployment
It gets so frustrating
Living with unemployment
Oh you get so lonely
Living with unemployment
It gets so frustrating
We're living without

When you're out of work
They treat you like dirt
Oh when you're out of work
They treat you like dirt
Yeah, when you're out of work
They treat you like dirt
Oh when you're out of work
They treat you like dirt
They treat you like dirt
They treat you like dirt
They treat you, treat you, oh, oh, they treat you
Yes, they treat you like dirt
They treat you like dirt
They treat you, treat you, oh, oh, they treat you

It's all part of the plan (8)
We are the scroungers (4)
And we're living with unemployment

(Copyright JEAN MARIE CARROLL/NICKY TESCO
1983 Published by STREET MUSIC - alternative lyrics DREWETT)