I can walk down the street with a gun in my hand,
to protect myself from violent gangs.
Go into Harrods and steal some jewels,
store detectives look like fools.
I killed a girl once just for fun,
then waited for the police to come.
They couldn't do a thing,
I'm safe inside my wall of red tape.
Who is there to hear the call ?
And see the injustice of it all.
But who is there the hear the call ?
And see the injustice of it all.
Dog tired sleeping on the train.
A couple of hours and we'll be home again.
But a big man dressed in blue said,
"Hey you lot, we want you".
We had a drugs party in 526.
The flick knives were all they found,
Ross had lots of fun bending down.
Stranded in the smoke, get out of that.
Wilf he's safe at home stroking his cat.
Lumpyjack's fault he wrote the note.
Got drunk on the duty free we got on the boat.
Living in a cell really void of time.
Offensive weapon be in court by nine.
Standing in a cloud of carbon monoxide.
No need to run but a need to hide.
The zap was the loudest thing I've ever heard.
We're just trying to sleep and growing a beard
See the man see him run,
where's he going where's he coming from ?
What's he carrying under his arm ?
Stay away it'll do you harm.
See the man run.
Why's he sitting in the dark ?
Who's he meeting in the park ?
Who's he calling .. on the phone ?
Counting out cash all alone.
What's in the box being wrapped ?
Why's his phone being tapped ?
Under surveilance every day.
Special branch got nothing to say.
What was he arrested for ?
Selling junk, breaking the law.
Addicting kids just looking for fun.
The pusher is pulled .. but the damage is done.
Well I just got back from Vietnam,
where I saw a baby in a pram.
The next minute it wasn't there,
I was getting paid too much to care.
Now I fought hard for my Purple Heart.
I can stop you if you start.
Going out now on the loose.
Gotta get rid of these Vietname Blues.
Well I just got back from Vietnam.
I got addicted to napalm.
My teeth have rotted, they're just not there.
I was getting paid too much to care.
Well I just got back from Vietnam.
I got blown to bits by a bomb.
My minds gone it's just not there.
I was getting paid too much to care.
Well I just got back from Vietnam.
Although I'm really only half a man.
My wife's left, divorce coming through.
I got no money what can I do ?
You want a house and a child but you don't want a man.
You'll live off the state as long as you can.
Claim you're equal with your feminist wit.
If you are you'd better act like it.
With a glass plate in your stomach,
everyone will look at you
The only woman in the world,
to have a womb with a view
Men are the evil, women are good.
You joined the CND just like you should.
Greenham Common the new Babylon.
Campaign all you want they'll still drop the bomb.
Burn your bra then whine for support.
Independence is a thing that can't be taught.
Live was busy for the little girl.
Then you lost your virginity to the male world.
In the desert with a bottle of J.D.
The red pipe glows with lines of c.
Things are normal but they won't be soon.
Hairy monsters in the next room.
Frogsheads and midgets going oingoboingo ..
Take my hand and we'll explore,
the forbidden zone.
When you're in your own tree,
But don't know if anybodys home.
Thugs in lingerie greet you.
Bitch queens with tattoos eat you.
You haven't got a watch but it's nearly 4.
And there's armed police knocking at your door.
When you've jumped the fence into the bath
we'll understand if you have the last laugh.
Just as things seem as they were before,
down with the field up with the air conditioner.
Into the Valley of Death,
you'll take your last breath.
But you don't realise,
that the heat can fry your eyes.
Down in the Valley of Death .. ..
Not a soul can live,
because the heat's too much to bear.
If you battle in the sun,
you've got no chance, it's already won.
There's nothing there to be found,
'cept skeletons on the ground.
You can stand there and weep,
over things that used ot be sheep.
Water there is just like gold,
people kill for it, I've been told.
Melting sorrow, the suffering cry,
Hell on earth, what a place to die.
There was a City Baby, Attacked By Rats.
Their little teeth, they gnawed and hacked ..
He grew and he fought back ..
put those rats back in their traps.
City Babys .. Revenge
Survive he did, but only just.
Now for revenge, he has a lust.
No rats are safe, when he is there.
A Pied Piper .. with a grudge to bear.
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