Now he wanted to fly all those big aeroplanes
   Trans-continental and back home again
   But his brain, it was grounded
   His head could not cope
   No qualifications, no reasons for hope
  
   They told him the right way to fasten his tie
   Beat him for laughing and never said why
   They left his for dead when the results came through
   And still never asked what he wanted to do
  
   No qualifications so late in the day
   We've screwed you up, well, now you make your own way
  
   Now to label your trousers and label your shoes
   If you don't wear nothing then label that too
  
   No qualifications, you are the time born
   If you wanna succeed you better get some qualifications
   So late in the day
   We've screwed you up, well, now you make your own way