High & Low Lyrics - Stiff Little Fingers

She got a 2 year old in nursery 

And then lately got the sack 

She gets a phone call from her mother 

And she takes a little flak 

Cause she earns all her money now 

By lying on her back 

Yet it's just an even change she needs 

A lucky break she lacks 

She's searchin' 

High&low 

For something to believe in 

And for sure 

She knows she's has enough of dreaming 

If she got the start 

She's certain she could do it 

Cause it seemed complicated 

But there's really nothing to it 

He works from home everything evening 

Baby laxative & scales 

And he's make a bloody fortune 

If he just stays out of jail 

Got a network of runners 

And a friend who'll stand his bail 

Yet he's give up in a minute 

If he has a real career 

They're twoccing cars for excitement 

Tearing up council estates 

They're painting walls and doors of businesses 

With messages of hate 

Hanging round street corners till' late 

Cause they see no exit, no way out 

There's no way to escape