Why Dontcha All Get Fucked?

(album: Live! Be In It - 1978)

I used to know this kid in sixth grade
The teachers called him dumb
He'd try real hard did his homework everyday
But still they'd whip him on the arse
One day he went to the playground
With a spraycan under his coat
Stood upon a trashcan and this is what he wrote...

Why dontcha all
Why dontcha all
Why dontcha all get fucked
Why dontcha all
Why dontcha all
Why dontcha all get fucked

A girl sixteen was trying to grow up
But her parents kept her down
She'd behave herself and come home at twelve
Her daddy would just sneer and frown
So one afternoon she packed her bags
With her boyfriend she drove away
A thousand miles later miles late she picked up the phone
And this is what she had to say...
Hey, mum an dad

Why dontcha all
Why dontcha all
Why dontcha all get fucked
Why dontcha all
Why dontcha all get fucked

A private in the army
A sensitive chap
Who didn't want to be there at all
And a sergeant who hated this young guys guts
Used to make him scrub the floor
They were out on manoeuvres on a lousy day
The enemy had to be scouted
The private got his hands on an M-16
As he shot up the place he shouted...

Why dontcha all
Why dontcha all
Why dontcha all get fucked
You shoulda seen the smile on that soldiers face
When he saw how fast the sergeant ducked

So if you're in trouble right up to your brain
And the boss is getting to you
Parents and politics, money and marriage
And life in general is making you spew
There's one thing that you gotta do
And I suggest you do it today
Stand up in your office, school or your street
And this is what you gotta say...

Why don't you and you and you and you
And your rotten friends too
Why don't you and him and not forgetting us
Why don't we all get fucked