council estates full of unemployed up and down the country, many shirkerer's.. only get up first thing in the afternoon, iv seen them.
claim all benefits and do cash in hand jobs, at the same time girl friends have multiple sprogs and claim poverty, while popping out another kid, fit enough for sex but not work...wacky baccky, lager cider, cell phones, iv heard oh i need me phone, really...back in the day, want to meet a friend, you went to phone box, shilling in the gas meter, now it's.. i want, i demand, while holding up a sprog...for cameras...we be starvin m8.