Some dirty squatters moved into my street
With their non sexist haircuts, dirty feet
Their dogs, cats, political elite

They may have beds but they don't use sheets
Furnishing their houses from the contents of skips
Things that decent people put on rubbish tips

They look quite harmless sitting out in the sun
But I wouldn't let my daughter marry one


Dirty squatters
Oh my god they're moving in next door
Dirty squatters

Is it for people like this that Winston won - the war

I've lives in this street for nearly fifteen years

Lived here with my hopes, lived here with my fears
Paid my taxes, paid my bills
Watched my money vanished in the council tills

Alone come these scruffs with their education
Their grand ideas, talk of corruption
My rent keeps rising, my job gets boring

If things gets worse then I'm gonna have to join them

Dirty squatters

Oh my god they're moving in next door
Dirty squatters
Is it for people like this that Winston won - the war


Bought myself a lock and late tonight
Under the cover of darkness if the moons not bright

Getting out of here, moving in next door
Don't think I can take much more


Dirty squatters
Oh my god they're moving in next door
Dirty squatters

Is it for people like this that Winston won