Discipline by The Infested Lyrics

Discipline the youths. Send them to prison
Teach them a lesson. They'll never break again
So you get outta prison and you're looking for a job
But you got this f*ckin record. No one will take you on
Parents dis-owned you. So you got no place to live
Soon your back behind bars for dealing heroin
(What choice did you have?)
The system isn't working and is making things worse
Prison ain't the answer for immense discipline
I don't have the solution to your crime pollution
But surely the answer lies at the root of the problem?
If you were brought up in poverty on a rough estate
Surely that could be the reason why you choose to share such hate?
Domestic violence? Brought up with no dad?
And the government wonders why you act so bad
So you get outta prison and you're looking for a job
But you got this f*ckin record. No one will take you on
Parents dis-owned you. So you got no place to live
Soon your back behind bars for dealing heroin