Kick in the teeth

There's a panic sweeping and whether right or wrong
It's high time we stopped believing and got our own gang going on
So if you live in the city, be sure to find yourself some loving
I'm told it's what they come here for, a little piece of mind a little fucking
And that's what you'll get, that's what you'll get...

And that's what you'll get, a kick in the teeth and a bullet in the head will see you off to bed just fine

So if you're living the good life just count your lucky stars
That you're not one of the millions who ain't
So take a look at what you became, you've poisoned yourself a cry for help
You may never see things clear again until you've stared into the eyes of the devil himself...