Throw away glory and now your life's a story, should have done what you'd been told
Sixty million people, think they've got an equal, grip on the pot of gold
I hate to be the one to spoil you people's fun but it's time to break the mould
Start singing for your supper, stop relying on your mother, take a step out into the cold
 [bad word] to my attention that you might want to mention things that make your world go round
Obsessed about possessions we've not learnt our lessons maybe we should write it down
Doors of opportunities just ain't what they used to be, now you hear a slamming sound
Choose the [bad word] of the nation, join your FRIENDS on probation, make yourself the pride of the town
 [bad word] 
In these towns there's revolutions, new [bad word] through
Kids with guitars and their limits the stars, start of something new
 [bad word] 
No need to scream no need to shout
You wanna have some restraint and stop freaking out

Still singing along to the same old tune
My fingers are crossed that you'll change it soon

Don't waste my time with things I don't want to hear
 [bad word] 
We don't want nothing from you so you might as well take it back (x4)
Take it back (x4)
Take it

We don't want nothing from you (x6)
We don't want nothing from you so you might as well take it back