Marx and Engels

There's misery in all I hear and see

From people on TV

After their tea when life begins again

They'll be happier than me

There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday

From the view I saw today

I took a bet inside the launderette

With a girl from Wallasey

She spoke in dialect I could not understand

But one thing that she made clear

There was no coming on to her

There was no way

There's misery in all I hear and see

From people on TV

After their tea when life begins again

They'll be happier than me

There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday

From the view I saw today

I took a bet inside the launderette

With a girl from Wallasey

She spoke in dialect I could not understand

But one thing that she made clear

There was no coming on to her

There was no intellect

That she could respect

If it couldn't see

That the girl just wants to be

Left alone with Marx and Engels for a while

She's writing in the style

Of any riot girl