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