| Let’s have the facts, not another distorted version of the truth
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| Let’s start pushing for what we stand here for and show them we ain’t through
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| Through thick and thin hit back again, we ain’t out for the count
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| Waves of attack will drive them back; |
| it’s time to rise up overground
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| But some cunt’s stuck the boot in hard and found our Achilles heel
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| Stating stupid fucking bollocks with not a clue how people feel
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| Fuck right off and build your pathetic little empires, as we strive on
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| And so what if we don’t change a thing?
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| We will have a fucking good try. |
| Mobilise, fight, against all odds
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| Broken dreams and promises mount as the poll axe thrusts her knife
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| Poverty hits an all time low as the western world shows its respect for life
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| And so the power mongers and politicians negotiate arms reductions,
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| self righteous street politicals stamp around selling their self important
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| political dribble. |
| The football mobs riot, the pubs and clubs are packed,
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| the workforce is their only unison. |
| Much more can be accomplished,
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| but fuck off lefty drips and shove your banners of socialist equality where
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| you shit. |
| You’re just the same scum as the rest of them, and they ain’t worth
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| the breath. |
| Leading the way you talk and talk and protest, but nothing changes
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| Forward into battle — «The Final Conflict» you choose!
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| Prepare, get it together, sure we’re fighting, but our neck’s still in their
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| noose
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| Come in out the cold, ghetto rock changes nothing, it’s been going on for years
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| Fuck dropping out, because we’re dropping in — but hold on what’s this?
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| Rock against the rich
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| Rocking against this and yes, we are rocking against that
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| All we ever seem to do is rock, so I’ll tell you where it’s at!
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| The only rock that excites me is the one that leads the hand
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| That crashes through state windows and shows them exactly where they stand
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| That batters against the riot shield, a fine expression of how we feel |