What are we gonna do now?
  Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew?
  'Cause they're working for the clampdown
  They put up a poster saying we earn more than you!
  When we're working for the clampdown
  We will teach our twisted speech
  To the young believers
  We will train our blue-eyed men
  To be young believers
  
  The judge said five to ten-but I say double that again
  I'm not working for the clampdown
  No man born with a living soul
  Can be working for the clampdown
  Kick over the wall 'cause government's to fall
  How can you refuse it?
  Let fury have the hour, anger can be power
  D'you know that you can use it?
  
  The voices in your head are calling
  Stop wasting your time, there's nothing coming
  Only a fool would think someone could save you
  The men at the factory are old and cunning
  You don't owe nothing, so boy get runnin'
  It's the best years of your life they want to stealYou grow up and you calm
  down
  
  You're working for the clampdown
  You start wearing the blue and brown
  You're working for the clampdown
  So you got someone to boss around
  It makes you feel big now
  You drift until you brutalize
  You made your first kill now
  
  In these days of evil presidentes
  Working for the clampdown
  But lately one or two has fully paid their due
  For working for the clampdown
  But ha! Gitalong! Gitalong!
  And I've given away no secrets
  Who's barmy now?"