Ain't got no action grip
Don't come with a full compliment of weapons
Get off your illin' tip
I don't recognize
Anybody from around here anymore

And I
Don't wanna be
Your punching bag

Are we losing?
Are we middle class gangsters?

Wasn't looking at your girlfriend
Didn't touch your Mustang
When I was in the parking lot
What don't you comprehend?
Well I'll speak slowly if you're on something
Or faster if you're not

And I
Don't wanna be
Your punching bag

Are we losing?
Are we middle class gangsters

So put on British steel
Curse today and how you're feeling
Well everybody up and down my block
They used to matter when we used to rock

And I
Don't wanna be
Your punching bag

Are we losing?
Are we middle class gangsters