666 Feet

[Verse]
Six hundred and sixty-six feet below our streets
Is where we'll hide the corpses of the benefit cheats
And turn their flesh to meat to feed this hard-working country

[Pre-Chorus]
The scroungers and scoundrels are just the ones with no jobs
The collective conscience has short-term memory loss

[Chorus]
We're all lost, we're all lost
We're all lost, we're all lost