Ain't got no action grip Don't come with a full compliment of weapons Get off your illin tip I don't recognize anybody from around here anymore And I Don't want to be, Your punching bag Are we Losing Are we Middle class gangsters Wasn't looking at your girlfriend Didn't touch your Mustang When I was In the parking lot What don't you comprehend Well I'll speak slowly if your on something Or faster if your not And I Don't want to be, Your punching bag Are we Losing Are we Middle class gangsters So put on British steel Curse today and How you're feeling Well everybody up and down my block They used to matter when we used to rock And I Don't want to be, Your punching bag Are we Losing Are we Middle class gangsters