No Future’s Back Again

1979, streets full of rage Broken down Britain, minimum wage Maggie’s got a smile like a butcher’s knife Sell your soul or sell your life Cold War kids with nuclear dreams Reagan’s on the telly, grinning like a fiend “Pull yourself up, work till you drop!”
 Yeah, we’re drowning while they’re on top 
Sid's long gone, Johnny’s moved on But the boys in the gutter still sing their songs 
Riot vans, broken hands Oi! Oi! Time to make a stand! No future’s back again! (Oi! Oi!)
 Same old lies, same old men! (Oi! Oi!)
 They took our hope, they took our dreams All we got left is the sound of the streets Factories closed, dole lines grow Politicians laughing, they don’t wanna know Fight in the pubs, fight in the streets Fight ‘cause there’s nothing to eat No schools! No jobs! No chance! No hope! No future! No future! It’s all a joke! No future’s back again! (Oi! Oi!)
 Same old lies, same old men! (Oi! Oi!)
 They took our hope, they took our dreams All we got left is the sound of the streets! No future! No way! (Oi! Oi!) Same old shit, different day! (Oi! Oi!) They steal, they lie, they bleed us dry But we won’t break, we’ll never die! They said we’d grow up, they said we’d fall in line...
 Well guess what, Maggie? We’re still here And we still don’t believe your lies