Chorus: If they drop a bomb on us, we fucking it We know we got it coming, we fucking it got a comfy set up, they'll try and preserve it We had the early warning, we can sit and it down guidelines, cradle to the grave All the willing see that we behave Everybody they're there, see them all around Lots of little people who'll put you in the Well, take a burning issue and it up your arse They've fucked you a furrowed brow broken glass Marching down the 'dilly to demonstrate the men who plan the holocaust are pissed out of their brain Brain of pasty people, who'll it all to fuck You can be a victim or they'll let you try your Pass it on to others, ship it the line the world in ruins, you know we've got the time Cop-outs for motives....Freudian analyst on, Mr Horror, what do you make of this? Won't find many without their rationale Any concept to hang upon the wall Soldier's got his enemy, police have got the Family have home sweet home, SS got red MP's got his duty, has got his sin Everybody finds a hole, to drop in Seeking out wisdom in the of life Weight up subtleties, fiddling with the else decides for you, whether to or not You make an easy if you're running on the spot Someone's been training, their muscles Getting in practice, tussles Given a march, or a quiet Sunday They wait till the state put the on you Peeping through a frown, your humanity in the loser till the sense of purpose sags They can deal with heroes, watch the run Only your keeps the target from the gun else decides for you, whether to or not You an easy target if you're running on the spot