Gary was born in the city Where the ruts they rose over his head He said "thank you, very kindly, but I won't pay blindly To live in a world that I own" In the morn he was out with a crowbar Up drainpipes and rooftops to find A roof for his head, and a place for his head In a city that didn't care for his name. In the morn he rose around lunchtime To make dinner of hashies and beans Then went about his day, In the only good way Doing sod all from dusk until dawn. 'Cause we'll squat and we'll steal And we'll take what we need to survive 'Cause this world has been stolen From my very eyes And throughout all of this We'll maintain and resist For our place in this Earth Next morn a knock at the door Was the landlord he'd come with the law He said "this is my house, and i want you out" He said "read section 6 on the door" Well the landlord he aw'd and he ar'd He said "officer this system is mad" He said "yeah it is shocking, this place has been rotting For upwards of seven long years" Well Gary moved to the outskirts Some say that he changed his name But one things for sure, You each best lock your doors Because Gary will be back again. Well Gary was moved on time after time And the law they were after his name He packed his bag lightly and said "sod you all blighty, I'm off for a life on the road" (hold on)