paroles de chanson Punk by Numbers - Skunk Anansie

I tried to fix the cooker in the kitchen
Gas was coming out of every hole
Everything was leaking, reeking always
So I went down to the office of the dole

Away... they said
You've got to get yourself
Away... they said
You've got to get yourself away from here
A liberty
They took from me

(And) now I'm feeling just a little vex, yeah
I don't feel like I've done anything wrong
All I want is warmth without my arse blown up

But this little f**ker won't get off the phone

Away... they said
You've got to get yourself
Away... they said
You've got to get yourself away from here
A liberty
They took away from me

So I took a little time to think of action
I can't go home, I can't stay, I've had enough
So I fired up all the gas and blew the dole up
Left that little f**ker blackened on the phone