ترانه:
Stiff Little Fingers Now Then

It was nothing like that in my day, not here in my town We didn't get things all our way till we were full-grown Now they go into pubs and you're gonna

hand-outs Water in the milk from a hole in the roof Where the rain comes through What can you do? You can't move You got tears from your little sister

re all a bunch of racists The Scots are mean the Irish mugs at heart all men are rapists Girls today they ask for it I never touched your mother And youngsters now

met when we were both alone We knew at once that what we'd want was just that night Knew it couldn't be forever 'cause we each told of another And then

And now and then when I'm in the mood I might get up at the crack of noon Then take a wander down to the arcade Might as well clock up a great high score

what you do You'll never make it to get what you want to Just give your best and then take less There's always someone to get the better of you Suffer in silence now

You have to pay the price of admission You have to pay the price of admission You have to pay the price of admission Sometime in your life somewhere along the line And now

Someone's falling down tonight While facing front you stand and scream for more The room jumps hot and chucked aside The empty cans teeter across the

Government hand-outs Water in the milk from a hole in the roof Where the rain comes through What can you do? You can't move You got tears from your little