Angelic Upstarts

Lyrics to Anti Nazi :
Why are you asking?
Do you want to know?
Understand the meaning
A lot to know
If the answers hurt your brain
My questions feed the pain

Do you want to hurt me
For the words I say?
Don't it make you find them to play
When they call the Jew
And my band will come play

Anti-Nazi is what I am
That's the way I stay
Till I Die

A Pakistani waiter
A ???
A homosexual I couldn't be you
A Nigerian doctor
A nurse from Taiwan
My dad's a Muslim cleric I couldn't be you

Why are you asking?
Do you want to know?
Understand the meaning
A lot to know
If the answers hurt your brain
My questions feed the pain

Anti-Nazi is what I am
That's the way I stay
Till I Die

A Pakistani waiter
A ???
A homosexual I couldn't be you
A Nigerian doctor
A nurse from Taiwan
My dad's a Muslim cleric I couldn't be you

Stand together, all with me
Fight the Nazis, we believe

Anti-Nazi is what I am
That's the way I stay
Till I Die

A Pakistani waiter
A ???
A homosexual I couldn't be you
A Nigerian doctor
A nurse from Taiwan
My dad's a Muslim cleric I couldn't be you

Lyrics to Solidarity :
All the Polish workers fight to make their stand
and behind them every honest working men
in unity there`s each other and your friend becomes your brother
and in the tyrant`s heart will be a lesson learned

give them hope give them strength give them life
like a candle burning in the black of night
we`re all with you in our hearts and in our minds
and we`ll pray for our nation through its darkest times

the tyrant has no smile upon his face cause he knows that in his mind he`s in disgrace
remission of you will take his breath away
until we come and we will have our day

give them hope give them strength give them life
like a candle burning in the black of night
we`re all with you in our hearts and in our minds
and we`ll pray for our nation through its darkest times

as the Polish workers fight to make their stand
and behind them every honest working men
join hand with your brother and then you can help each other
watch the tyrant burn in the fire that he had built.

Lyrics to I Won't Pay For Liberty :
So you, you can’t live in peace so why, why should we.
War mongering everyday, it costs us to be free.
Living under clouds of hate that control our destiny.
I won’t follow your rules of hate cause I’m fighting to be free.

I won’t pay for liberty, I think it should be free.
You always want to take so much, but you won’t be taking me.
You won’t be taking me.

Are you gunna stand in line waiting for the time
waiting till your numbers up but you won’t be hearing mine
‘Cause I won't be a fool for you there’s no way I’m happy to
‘cause I know what your gunna tell me to do.

I won’t pay for liberty, I think it should be free.
You always want to take so much, but you won’t be taking me.
You won’t be taking me.

Are you gunna stand in line waiting for the time
waiting till your numbers up but you won’t be hearing mine
‘Cause I won't be a fool for you there’s no way gunna happen too
‘cause I know what your gunna tell me to do.

I won’t pay for liberty, I think it should be free.
You always want to take so much, but you won’t be taking me.
You won’t be taking me.

I won’t pay for liberty, I think it should be free.
You always want to take so much, but you won’t be taking me.
You won’t be taking me.

I won’t pay for liberty, I think it should be free

Lyrics to Never Return To Hell :
Do you really want a war?
What are you fighting for?
Destruction may be the end, that I couldn’t face.
Look someone in the eye, kill to survive.
Never enough to know the hate that went before.

Never return to hell.
Never return to hell.
The place that I know so well.
Never return to hell.

Hey boys, quite enough to fulfill the final blow.
One day all your games will come to an end.
You know it’s not just me that will last for all.
When will the fighting come to an end?

Never return to hell.
Never return to hell.
The place that I know so well.
Never return to hell.
Never return to hell.
Never return to hell.
The place that I know so well.
Never return to hell .
Never return to hell.
Never return to hell.
The place that I know so well.
Never return to hell

Lyrics to Teenage Warning :
You wind me up
Like a clockwork orange
Then you hide the key
To my destination
No satisfaction its all frustration
The times are changing
They're changing me
Open the cage
Let free the animals
Running wild
With hardened criminals
No satisfaction it's all frustrations
The times are changing when you're

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 But nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 The twentieth century

Is my image right for your fashion parade
If it don't look right your days are numbered

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 But nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 The twentieth century

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 But nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 Twentieth century

You wind me up
Like a clockwork orange
Then you hide the key
To my destination
No satisfaction its all frustration
The times are changing
They're changing me
Open the cage
Let free the animals
Running wild
With hardened criminals
No satisfaction it's all frustrations
The times are changing when you're

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 But nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 The twentieth century

Is my image right for your fashion parade
If it don't look right your days are numbered

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 But nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 The twentieth century

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 Nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 Twentieth century

Lyrics to Last Night Another Soldier :
Last night another soldier, last night another child
No one seems to worry, no one sees his mother cry

Can you see that smart, clean soldier,
Standing straight and oh so proud
He wants to fight for Queen and country
He wants to make his family proud

A job with the future, his way to get out of it
It's his sense of romance, it never ends that way
Last night another soldier, last night another child
No one seems to worry, no one sees his mother cry

They're just facts and figures on your TV screen
Another child and another soldier, is peace just a dream

In the country strange and foreign all the people resent him
He can't cope with his problems, all the fears and hatred

Now he wish he never went he wish he never thought of it
It's not the same as fighting armies looking for the terrorists

They're just facts and figures...

Can you hear the mocking laughter from the ones that gain by it
They're not in line for the bullets, they're the ones who started it

They're just facts and figures...

Last night another soldier, last night another child
Just a number in the papers, another one of the innocent

They're just facts and figures..

Lyrics to Guns For The Afghan Rebels :
Guns for the Afgan Rebels,
And the rest the rest they've go to label
The hammer and sickle seems so ficlke
When the tanks are rolling in

They fight with muskets
But never surrender
The tanks are rolling in..

Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan

As the gold goes cold the rich are told
Theres rebel men and rebels boys
Rebels with a cause

Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan

Guns for the Afgan Rebels,
Or the countries will start to tremble,
Not the first not the last,
As Afgan is trying to ..??

Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan

Lyrics to Everyday :
It’s so easy to be a fool,
It’s not so easy to tell it true,
to say you care and mean that you care.
A seconds thought for a peaceful time.

Everyday, I want to hear you say.
Everyday, it could happen to you
Everyday, I want to hear you say.
Everyday, if you are part of it too.

To be a stranger to your feelings,
actions can be more harmful than words.
Responsibility’s the question;
answers are a second response.

Everyday, I want to hear you say.
Everyday, it could happen to you
Everyday, I want to hear you say.
Everyday, if you are part of it too.

Yeah, everyday, I’m talking to you and everyday,
if you want to be part of it too.
Come on then, everyday. Come on, everyday,
I’m talking to you if your part of it too.

Everyday, I want to hear you say.
Everyday, it could happen to you.
Everyday, I want to hear you say.
Everyday, if you are part of it.
Everyday, I want to hear you say.
Everyday, it could happen to you

Lyrics to I Wanna Knighthood :
I saw the passing through the royal heir.
Keep the bastards down it’s all too clear.
Destroying the lives of thousands of men.
Here is you medal parade it up high, so we can see!

I wanna knighthood! May the medal honour exist.
I wanna knighthood! I’m Queen Liddle's best.
Put me on the list, I’ve got to be the upstanding team of Chivalry.

Let the peasants feed the starving greed.
Want is want, water is the greed.
Is there a difference between men and me?
Maybe more honest, ‘cause I plead guilty!

I wanna knighthood! May the medal honour exist.
I wanna knighthood! I’m Queen Liddle's best.
Put me on the list, I’ve got to be the upstanding team of Chivalry.

I wanna knighthood! May the medal honour exist.
I wanna knighthood! I’m Queen Liddle's best.
Put me on the list, I’ve got to be the upstanding team of Chivalry

Lyrics to Heart Attack In Paris :
There goes another one falling into line, falling for the overdose of the twisted mind.
Looking for excuses of the simple kind. No gratitude or knowledge, now it’s thinking time.

A heart attack in Paris, when I heard the news
A heart attack in Paris, I know who’s gunna lose
A heart attack in Paris, the treatment is for fools
A heart attack in Paris, a rich man lit the fuse

As I stand for conviction to use it for you now. The secret of salvation is tomorrow’s mine.
So tell it to your father, tell it to your kids. It was persecution of a thousand years

A heart attack in Paris, when I heard the news
A heart attack in Paris, I know who’s gunna lose
A heart attack in Paris, the treatment is for fools
A heart attack in Paris, the rich man lit the fuse
A heart attack in Paris, I'm killing in Saigon while the west still come.

There goes another one falling into line, falling for the overdose of the twisted mind.
Looking for excuses of the simple kind. No gratitude or knowledge, now it’s thinking time.

A heart attack in Paris, when I heard the news
A heart attack in Paris, I know who’s gunna lose
A heart attack in Paris, the treatment is for fools
A heart attack in Paris, a rich man lit the fuse
A heart attack in Paris, when I heard the news
A heart attack in Paris, I know who’s gunna lose
A heart attack in Paris, this treatment is for fools
A heart attack in Paris, a rich man lit the fuse

I heard it in Vietnam, I heard it from the Vietcong, I heard it in Saigon, I heard it in the news.
It is for fools

Lyrics to I Don't Wanna Fight The Soviet :
I feel a sense of disbelief when I read the lies of Media Street.
What to do and when to hate. Come on, lads; let’s fight a war.
But what are we going for? There not the enemy.
Its closer to the land I feel. In the seasons of discontent
that lead in to the slaughter of the innocent.

I don’t wanna fight the soviet, I don’t believe he is a threat.
I don’t wanna fight the soviet, I don’t believe he is a threat.
I don’t wanna fight the soviet, I don’t believe he is a threat.

He’s never stopped me in the street, never asked me what I think or feel.
They’re not the enemy. It’s closer to the land I feel and in the seasons of discontent
that lead in to the slaughter of the innocent.

I don’t wanna fight the soviet, I don’t believe he is a threat.
I don’t wanna fight the soviet, I don’t believe he is a threat.
I don’t believe it. I don’t believe he is a threat.
I don’t believe it. I don’t believe he is a threat

Lyrics to Never 'ad Nothing :
He's eighteen and he wants to die
He wants some glory but the price is high
He sees the way out and wants to touch the sky
A star for today and a corpse for tomorrow
The media love him just for a day
That's all he needs to pave his way
His hours of glory should have been made to last
but it all ended in just one blast

I ain't ever been nothin'
I ain't ever 'ad nothin'
I ain't ever been nothin'
I ain't ever 'ad nothin'
going up in a puff of smoke
going up in a puff of smoke
I'm gonna go up in a puff of smoke
I wanna go up in a puff of smoke

I can see him villian, a noose around his neck
making his grand finale, his farewell to us all
why didn't he see a future?
why no bridges left to cross?
is all that existed in his mind
to be a star for just one day?
to reach the point of no return
after stardom for just one day
no turning back no after thoughts
just a bullet in his chest

I ain't ever been nothin'
I ain't ever 'ad nothin'
I ain't ever been nothin'
I ain't ever 'ad nothin'
going up in a puff of smoke
going up in a puff of smoke
I'm gonna go up in a puff of smoke
I wanna go up in a puff of smoke

(going up in a puff of smoke
going up in a puff of smoke
I'm gonna go up in a puff of smoke
I wanna go up in a puff of smoke [repeat 2x])

If I'm goin' out I'm takin' some of you fucks with me!

Lyrics to Teenage Warning :
You wind me up
Like a clockwork orange
Then you hide the key
To my destination
No satisfaction its all frustration
The times are changing
They're changing me
Open the cage
Let free the animals
Running wild
With hardened criminals
No satisfaction it's all frustrations
The times are changing when you're

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 But nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 The twentieth century

Is my image right for your fashion parade
If it don't look right your days are numbered

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 But nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 The twentieth century

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 But nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 Twentieth century

You wind me up
Like a clockwork orange
Then you hide the key
To my destination
No satisfaction its all frustration
The times are changing
They're changing me
Open the cage
Let free the animals
Running wild
With hardened criminals
No satisfaction it's all frustrations
The times are changing when you're

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 But nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 The twentieth century

Is my image right for your fashion parade
If it don't look right your days are numbered

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 But nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 The twentieth century

13,14 Its a teenage warning
15,16 Nobody's listening
17,18 Who takes the blame
19,20 Twentieth century

Lyrics to Last Night Another Soldier :
Last night another soldier, last night another child
No one seems to worry, no one sees his mother cry

Can you see that smart, clean soldier,
Standing straight and oh so proud
He wants to fight for Queen and country
He wants to make his family proud

A job with the future, his way to get out of it
It's his sense of romance, it never ends that way
Last night another soldier, last night another child
No one seems to worry, no one sees his mother cry

They're just facts and figures on your TV screen
Another child and another soldier, is peace just a dream

In the country strange and foreign all the people resent him
He can't cope with his problems, all the fears and hatred

Now he wish he never went he wish he never thought of it
It's not the same as fighting armies looking for the terrorists

They're just facts and figures...

Can you hear the mocking laughter from the ones that gain by it
They're not in line for the bullets, they're the ones who started it

They're just facts and figures...

Last night another soldier, last night another child
Just a number in the papers, another one of the innocent

They're just facts and figures..

Lyrics to Guns For The Afghan Rebels :
Guns for the Afgan Rebels,
And the rest the rest they've go to label
The hammer and sickle seems so ficlke
When the tanks are rolling in

They fight with muskets
But never surrender
The tanks are rolling in..

Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan

As the gold goes cold the rich are told
Theres rebel men and rebels boys
Rebels with a cause

Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan

Guns for the Afgan Rebels,
Or the countries will start to tremble,
Not the first not the last,
As Afgan is trying to ..??

Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan

Lyrics to I Stand Accused :
I stand accused, I feel abused, won’t someone listen to me?
I see your face; I see no trace. I ask no sympathy
I stand accused, I feel abused, won’t someone listen to me?
I see your face; I see no trace. I ask no sympathy.

Two men can seal my fate, and you, you just see them straight
No flaws, no falses, so secure, how can you be so sure?
I stand accused, I feel abused, won’t someone listen to me?

I see your face; I see no trace. I ask no sympathy
How do you sleep at nights, you must be so sure that
I’m the one who speaks no truth, how can you be so sure?
I stand accused, I feel abused, won’t someone listen to me?
I see your face; I see no trace. I ask no sympathy.

Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it to me,
I have no faith in your liberty,
can you see by the way I dress,
I’m not your level, I am less.

I stand accused, I feel abused, won’t someone listen to me?
I see your face; I see no trace. I ask no sympathy
I stand accused, I feel abused, won’t someone listen to me?
I see your face; I see no trace. I ask no sympathy

Lyrics to Soldier :
In a station in the city a British soldier stood
Talking to the people there if the people would
Some just stared in hatred, and others turned in pain
And the lonely British soldier wished he was back home again

Come join the British Army! said the posters in his town
See the world and have your fun, come serve before the Crown
The jobs were hard to come by and he could not face the dole
So he took his country's shilling and enlisted on the roll

For there was no fear of fighting, the Empire long was lost
Just ten years in the army getting paid for being bossed
Then leave a man experienced a man who's made the grade
A medal and a pension, some mem'ries and a trade

Then came the call to Ireland as the call had came before
Another bloody chapter in an endless civil war
The priests they stood on both sides the priests they stood behind
Another fight in Jesus's name the blind against the blind

The soldier stood between them, between the whistling stones
And then the broken bottles that led to broken bones
The petrol bombs that burnt his hands the nails that pierced his skin
And now wished that he'd stayed at home surrounded by his kin

The station filled with people the soldier soon was bored
But better in the station than where the people warred
The room filled up with mothers with daughters and with sons
Who stared with itchy fingers at the soldier and his gun

A yell of fear a screech of brakes the shattering of glass
The window of the station broke to let the package pass
A scream came from the mothers as they ran towards the door
Dragging children crying from the bomb upon the floor

The soldier stood and could not move his gun he could not use
He knew the bomb had seconds and not minutes on the fuse
He could not run to pick it up and throw it in the street
There were far too many people there, too many running feet

Take cover! yelled the soldier, Take cover for your lives
And the Irishmen threw down their young and stood before their wives
They turned towards the soldier, their eyes alive with fear
For God's sake save our children or they'll end their short lives here

The soldier moved towards the bomb his stomach like a stone
Why was this his battle God why was he alone
He lay down on the package and he murmured one farewell
To those at home in England to those he loved so well

He saw the sights of summer felt the wind upon his brow
The young girls in the city parks how precious were they now
The soaring of the swallow the beauty of the swan
The music of the turning world so soon would it be gone

A muffled soft explosion and the room began to quake
The soldier blown across the floor his blood a crimson lake
They never heard him cry or shout they never heard him moan
And they turned their children's faces from the blood and from the bones

The crowd outside soon gathered and the ambulances came
To carry off the body of a pawn lost to the game
And the crowd they clapped and cheered and they sang their rebel songs
One soldier less to interfere where he did not belong

But will the children growing up learn at their mothers' knees
The story of that soldier who bought their liberty
Who used his youthful body as a means towards the end
Who gave his life to those who called him murderer not friend

Lyrics to Empty Street :
Walking on the empty street with tomorrow on my mind.
Every day it seems the same I find it hard to reason why,
a reason why.

I see the man in the big black car wishing he could have my place.
Give him just a week of my life and wipe the smile off from his face,
off from his face.

Searching is a task I face, day to day as great as the last.
Why can’t I just look forward? It’s not sympathy I ask.
We’ve reached the turning point; we’ve reached the point of no return.
I don’t think they’ll ever listen so now’s the time to act.

Look around can you see my life, just a wide and empty space,
looking for encouragement of a worthwhile thing to do, a thing to do.
The country's in a hell of a state everyday upon the news,
it’s all the same, if they win it’s always us they will abuse,
they will abuse.

Searching is a task I face, day to day as great as the last.
Why can’t I just look forward? It’s not sympathy I ask.
We’ve reached the turning point; we’ve reached the point of no return.
I don’t think they’ll ever listen so now’s the time to act.

Walking on the empty street with tomorrow on my mind.
Every day it seems the same I find it hard to reason why,
a reason why.

Searching is a task I face, day to day as great as the last.
Why can’t I just look forward? It’s not sympathy I ask.
We’ve reached the turning point; we’ve reached the point of no return.
I don’t think they’ll ever listen so now’s the time to act.

Searching is a task I face, day to day as great as the last.
Why can’t I just look forward? It’s not sympathy I ask.
We’ve reached the turning point

Lyrics to Brighton Bomb :
Are they at war, who can justify?
Are you so holy, have you got the right?
Who is the judge and who is your jury?
Or let them get it by decree?
What do you hold in front, hold in front of them?
It's only your Democracy.

There a killer on the street, a killer on the trigger.
And who is the winner, and who is the winner.
Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.

Killers Unite, killers with the right.
Do you hold the pistol or cut by the knife.
So cry to me of cowards, and countries with the right,
The right to take up a fight.
Wiped out in a sea of hate, as dust falls in the night.
Never to learn till disaster strikes.

There a killer on the street, a killer on the trigger.
Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.

Are they at war, who can justify?
Are you so holy, have you got the right?
Who is the judge and who is your jury?
Or let them get it by decree?
What do you hold in front, hold in front of them?
It's only your Democracy.

Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill.
Theres a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill

Lyrics to Power Of The Press :
Robby and Rupe, who’ll we’ll do it to next?
Who can we buy? Who can we impress?
I bought a football team, I got the money it’s so obscene.

This is what the country thinks you might think it fucking stinks,
it doesn't matter what you think. It’s sold you and fight we must.

Power of the press, the nation thinks through me.
Power of the press; don’t believe what you read.
Rupert's got shaggy pants and money in the bank.
Robert’s got socialist clothes, where’s his conscience? No one knows.

Robby and Rupe, who’ll we’ll do it to next?
Who can we buy? Who can we impress?
I just bought a football team, I got the money it’s so obscene.

Power of the press, the nation thinks through me.
Power of the press; don’t believe what you read.

Rupert's got shaggy pants and money in the bank.
Robert’s got socialist clothes, where’s his conscience? No one knows

Lyrics to Stab In The Back :
Call himself a brother, call himself a friend, put him on the moment, you can see he’s just pretend.
Smile your way through it, a kiss in the end. Smile to the fullest, we know you’re just pretend.

Stab in the back, stab in the back, stab in the back, from those who should attack.
Stab in the back, stab in the back, stab in the back, from those who should attack.

Kelly I’ll find you ‘cause I am the judge Kelly I’ll find you when my money isn’t low, there was a struggle,
There was a war, stand and be counted. Whatcha running for?

Stab in the back, stab in the back, stab in the back, from those who should attack.
Stab in the back, stab in the back, stab in the back, from those who should attack.

Call himself a brother, call himself a friend, put him on the moment, you can see he’s just pretend.
Smile your way through it, a kiss in the end. Smile to the fullest, we know you’re just pretend.

Stab in the back, stab in the back, stab in the back, from those who should attack.
Stab in the back, stab in the back, stab in the back, from those who should attack.

Call himself a brother, call himself a friend, put him on the moment, you can see he’s just pretend.
Smile your way through it, a kiss in the end. Smile to the fullest, we know you’re just pretend.

Stab in the back, stab in the back, stab in the back, from those who should attack.
Stab in the back, stab in the back, stab in the back, from those who should attack.
Stab in the back, stab in the back, stab in the back, from those who should attack

Lyrics to Guns For The Afghan Rebels :
Guns for the Afgan Rebels,
And the rest the rest they've go to label
The hammer and sickle seems so ficlke
When the tanks are rolling in

They fight with muskets
But never surrender
The tanks are rolling in..

Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan

As the gold goes cold the rich are told
Theres rebel men and rebels boys
Rebels with a cause

Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan

Guns for the Afgan Rebels,
Or the countries will start to tremble,
Not the first not the last,
As Afgan is trying to ..??

Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan
Taking guns to Afghanastan

Lyrics to I Understand :
Nineteen years old
What an age to die
Ashford is a prison
where they hide or die

Richard Campbell
Were you mad?
Or just a bit insane?

Was it being a Rasta
cause you so much pain

white nigger
black nigger

Bleed the same

white nigger
black nigger

Rasta boy in prison

white nigger
black nigger

they made sure,
He'd never
see his twentieth year

when you're a number
you're never a name

they took away his faith
..a candle
..without a flame

the law of animals
destroy what you don't understand

Lyrics to Mr. Politician :
Mr. Position sitting on your perch
Looking at the numbers, thinking what we’re worth

You’re price is your conscience when though it allowed
So put your finger infidel
We’re only good when we’re down

What can we say what suspense?
From the wings of democracy they say is right
So we can go forth with hand in hand
listen to our betters make dead a man
but don’t forget where you’ve come from
Down at the bottom where you belong

Would it do any good if I voted for a leech?
Maybe the leech would practice what he preached

They don’t give a fuck
They don’t give a toss
Your vote for a pig, it wont be no loss

Mr. Position sitting on your perch
Looking at the numbers, thinking what we’re worth

You’re price is your conscience when though it allowed
So put your finger infidel
We’re only good when we’re down

Mr. Politician
Mr. Politician
Mr. Politician
Practice what you preach

Lyrics to Kids On The Street :
Kids on the street
Are the kids that you meet
Long haired short haired
Black and white
Kids on the street just
Kids that you meet
Know how to laugh
And they know how to cry
Just go on and on
They never die
Cause the kids on the street
Are the kids that you meet
I wish they all could have their say
And the world would change
>From day to day
No more worries
Nothing but laughs
Cause the kids on the street
Are the kids that you meet
All you kids black and white
Together we are dynamite
Never wait a moment too long
Not tomorrow
Tomorrow is too long
Cause the kids on the street
Are the kids that you meet
Cause the kids on the street
Are the kids that you meet
We're the Geordie kids (Geordie kids)
We're the kids on the street
We're the Belfast kids(Belfast kids)
We're the kids that you meet
We're the Birmingham kids (Birmingham kids)
We're the kids on the street
We're the Glasgow kids (Glasgow kids)
We're the kids that you meet