Out in the heat and the dust, well survival is tough When he puts out his hand, yeah he's an angry young man You say he don't feel no pain 'cos he'
a buzz from being a member of the party So they could crash the ballot box, but that's another story All I wanna be, something plain to see Nothing special
When you look, what do you see? You only see the monkey not the man in me But now I'm back, and that's a fact Gonna show the next generation where
Come let me tell you about the shotguns of Hillfields Let me tell you about the stenguns of Knightsbridge Let me tell you about the Moss Side barretta
I'm going out tonight I don't know if I'll be alright Everyone want's to hurt me Baby danger in the city I have to carry a knife Because there's
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I'm putting away my working clothes for the weekend I ain't gonna do that job no more I'm tired of being used and mistreated So tired of being feeling
Someone lights a cigarette While riding in a car Some ol'guy take a swig And passes back the jar But where they were last night No-one can remember Goodbye
Bernie Rhodes knows Don't Argue Why must you record my phone calls? Are you planning a bootleg LP? Said you've been threatened by gangsters Now it
Hello and how are you, and how do you do and who is that girl standing right next to you? and what is her name, and what does she do? I'm looking at her
Free me from this prison, just for a while Let me out if only for one night on the tiles From up on the roof I can see the girls so far away I'm going
You're working at your leisure to learn the things you'll need The promises you make tomorrow will carry no guarantee I've seen your qualifications,
Looking at the world, through lace curtains Would they like you out there? You're not certain Scared of walking down the street You never know who you
An icy wind blows through the door You feel like you've been here before You tremble and you start to sweat The symptoms of withdrawal Alcohol Why do
If you have a racist friend Now is the time, now is the time for your friendship to end Be it your sister Be it your brother Be it your cousin or your
Bombs to settle arguments, the order of the boot Can you hear them crying in the rubble of Beirut? I can still see people dying, now who takes the blame
Warning, warning, nuclear attack Atomic sounds designed to blow your mind World war three - Nuclear attack Rocking atomically - This third world war