Overworked, Underfed, Underpaid

When the rich wage war it's the poor that die

Brothers killing brothers and mothers start to cry

Poverty is the worst form of violence

Living day by day with nothing left but dreams

They say the end justifies the means

Poverty is the worst form of violence

The story is still the same

Cause history repeats its self

There's only us to blame

As the working class defeats its self

Overworked, underfed and underpaid

We feel what it's like being 21st century slaves

Overworked, underfed and underpaid

We know what it's like to feel alone and betrayed

Holes in the walls, holes in your shoes

You're feeling let down, battered and bruised

Poverty is the worst form of violence

Cause the witch is dead but her spell remains

So if you take a stroll through these old lanes

You'll see poverty and hunger everywhere

Cause the bitch is gone but her legacy is standing

Rich getting richer and more demanding

The labouring class still living in despair