Victim Of Circumstance

(альбом: About Time - 1989)

This world is driving me crazy.
Things going on make me mad.
Waiting in the dole queue for money to come down.
No wonder this boy turned bad.
I'm gonna write my M. P.
Say what the fuck's goin on,
All my life I'm running on empty,
Watching everybody else have fun.

I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance.
This boy never ever stood a chance, I'm a victim of circumstance,
whoa yea!

See the big fat rich man in his Rolls Royce;
Squeaky clean kids by his side.
I get the shit, they get the chances.
I get to walk, they get to ride.
You know I'm your problem boy,
I never even stood a chance.
Pent up frustrations running inside me now,
I'm a victim of circumstance.

I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance.
This boy never ever stood a chance, I'm a victim of circumstance, ow!

What you doing for the workers?
What you doing for the unemployed?
Keep dishing out money for all those jerkers,
Can'y say I'm over-joyed.
So don't mess with my life,
I've had to scrape and fight.
Just give me some hope it's gonna get better,
Maybe I can sleep at night.

I'm a victim of circumstance, a victim of circumstance.
This boy never ever stood a chance, I'm a victim of circumstance,
Ow! Victim of circumstance, victim of circumstance,
This boy never ever stood a chance. Ah!