Back in the city

Got something to say

Kick out the Tories

Send them on their way

15 years, 15 years

Fuck

See these missiles in the air

See these missiles in the air

All these missiles just for you

Pointed at me, pointed at you

You're

I take smack and I take speed

It helps me get by it helps my needs

When you're down there's no way out

Nobody ti hear your

They don't understand us

Safety pins and leathers

Better than being a drag queen

False eye-lashes and leathers

Better than mugging old ladies

Or raping

It's sad to say that children

No longer scared of dead bodies

Pass corpses every day

No longer affected by them

No longer

Another factory closes down

Protesting voices have been drowned

Just another town that's died

Work force workers go home and cry

Another day to go nowhere

Another

No way to halt them

Resign to your fate

Do you let them drag you down

So they can celebrate

Anarchy's rising again

To rid their helish schemes

Let's

Detailed for a firing party

An enemy of the state is gonna be killed

The firing squads are dressed to kill

Duty

Sitting in my room at night

Feeling half dead

A dog two blocks away or more

Is howling in my head

My mind

Lyin' in a stone cold room

Some would call a cell

For poor old barry prossitt

This one had just been hell

The screw went