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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 want to 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 want to 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 want to be your punching bag
Are we losing?
Are we middle class gangsters?
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 want to 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 want to 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 want to be your punching bag   Are we losing?   Are we middle class gangsters?