It was no.4 or 496
Free utility place in bits
Just some old hat for new tricks
Free and easy get your kicks
Summer stink to the winter cold
Just a living for some rock n roll
No restriction to a hardcore beat
Slayer blaring in the summer heat

For a squat in a human zoo
There was nothing else left to do
Too young and without a clue
Cheap cider, cans of special brew

Dodgy dealings and hows yer father

Down in one then you down the lot
Innocence something soon forgot
They were years in a lazy haze
Special issue on thursdays
Twos up and how much you owe
Ten a penny and you're good to go
Blag yer beer and you blag to pay
Even though its your giro day
For a squat in a human zoo...