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