Album: Fried in London
We all get knocked down
And kicked in the teeth
Sometimes we land 'splat'
Sometimes on our feet
We struggle to survive
Better days might come
Well fuck it, if they don't
We still carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
Hold our head up high no uniform we fear
Breaking the chain we come out of our despair
Try to run us down with their standard set of rules
Try to get us moving we got nothing to prove
Look at speculating gasping for some air
See as they match and compare
With their pockets full of products making life so bright
We can resist their might
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
Hold our head up high no uniform we fear
Breaking the chain we come out of our despair
Try to run us down with their standard set of rules
Try to get us moving we got nothing to prove
Look at speculating gasping for some air
See as they match and compare
With their pockets full of products making life so bright
We can resist their might
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on
We survive
Yes we carry on