| Cruise missiles have arrived, despite our protest and anger
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| The fucked up fucking shits took no notice of our banners
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| They ignored the nation’s pleas of a chance to work for peace
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| They reinforced their laws and brought their servants to their knees
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| While Maggie sits back in her province of power
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| The nation’s scared shitless in fear of a shower
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| Of the worst thing that would be possible
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| The destruction of the world, the murder of us all
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| God save the Queen, are you sure it ain’t the banks?
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| It’s the profit of all nations that makes the leaders wank
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| From the Germans to the Russians and the Great British too
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| The people are the same, it’s the Government who…
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| …Fuck, rape and destroy our world they treat as a toy
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| The truth they abuse and hide with war, threats, system and lies
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| Thirty million will die while the royals and Government hides
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| So, the nation’s wealth can survive but the rest of us just fry
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| The man Hesletine sits and gloats at his warheads
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| Thatcher observes, «oh, there’s a hundred thousand more dead»
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| The missiles roar over, there’s nothing they can do
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| But there’s still a chance to stop it and that relies on me and you
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| Maggie sucks Andropov in her brothel of power
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| While Reagan gives speeches of bullshit to cover
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| The fact that its profit that brought the missile fear
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| Well ram them up your own arse, because we don’t want them here
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| What are we going to be doing now it’s 1984? |