High & Low - Stiff Little Fingers

She got a 2 year old in nursery

And then lately got the sack

She gets a phone call from her mother

And she takes a little flak

Cause she earns all her money now

By lying on her back

Yet it’s just an even change she needs

A lucky break she lacks

She’s searchin'

High&low

For something to believe in

And for sure

She knows she’s has enough of dreaming

If she got the start

She’s certain she could do it

Cause it seemed complicated

But there’s really nothing to it

He works from home everything evening

Baby laxative & scales

And he’s make a bloody fortune

If he just stays out of jail

Got a network of runners

And a friend who’ll stand his bail

Yet he’s give up in a minute

If he has a real career

They’re twoccing cars for excitement

Tearing up council estates

They’re painting walls and doors of businesses

With messages of hate

Hanging round street corners till' late

Cause they see no exit, no way out

There’s no way to escape