Don't tell me what you want me to do I never wanted to be like you Bold and brave in a rut Can't take lying and you can't hear me shout 4Q Sick and
Criminal damage on a national scale Something to fight for, you'll never fail Smash the system that smashes you Thash the system that smashes you Do
Make no mistakes when you turn on the heat You win or die taking on the elite Uh huh Uh huh You may fall but there's no going back There's no retreat
It's summertime and the country's on the line The lads are on the streets and the riot's doing fine Picking up the pieces after the night Picking up the
When I hear the sound of concrete and steel I sense a rhythm, that science can't feel I feel the beat of our hearts as one I hold your color, when my
I just don't know what to say And you don't listen anyway Can't you see, are you so dumb ? I only want you came I don't need you You look well an half
Defending this corruption on which you are sat You tell me what to think, you tell me this and that `Freedom is O.K. you scum` but make sure it`s never
I've got this burning in my ears That cracks me up and puts on years So turn it down your mouths too loud You and your stupid fucking crowd Scream and
Fight, fight, fight Fight, fight, fight Fight, fight, fight Fight, fight, fight Times get hard you get uptight You'd better watch out for the danger
[Originally by David Bowie] Hey man, oh leave me alone you know Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta Hey man, I gotta straighten my face This
What do you think you're doing touching me there ? What do you...
You remember when More and more, now and then It's more like all the time It's all the wasted time Tomorrow's never there Yesterday has no cares Lost
You think that time is on your side But now you've nowhere left to hide The past is catching up with you And now there's nothing you can do with [chorus
Vicious you hit me with a flower You do it every hour oh, baby, you're so vicious Vicious you want me to hit you with a stick But all I've got is a guitar
This is the voice of a generation Of unemployment and aggravation Life's too short for wasting time Because of this I'm wasting mine I just can't go
The sun is setting and the day is late As we walk over this wasteland of hate People getting angry in these darkest hours Blood on the streets and the
I hope I never see this face again I hope I never see your face again When I walk away, walk away, walk away This is the day I pray to see this end
We are the boys who can turn on the heat we are the boys and you're under our feet We've got nothing but the clothes that we wear We've got that attitude