Chorus: If drop a bomb on us, we fucking deserve it We know we got it coming, we fucking it They got a set up, they'll try and preserve it We had the early warning, we can sit and it Sliding down guidelines, to the grave All the willing saviours see we behave Everybody knows they're there, see all around Lots of little people put you in the ground Well, take a burning issue and it up your arse They've fucked you a furrowed brow broken glass Marching down the 'dilly to again While the men who plan the are pissed out of their brain of pasty people, who'll bomb it all to fuck You can be a victim or let you try your luck Pass it on to others, ship it down the the world in ruins, you know we've got the time Cop-outs look for motives....Freudian Come on, Mr Horror, what do you of this? Won't find many without their rationale Any handy concept to hang upon the got his enemy, police have got the state Family have sweet home, SS got red tape got his duty, priest has got his sin Everybody finds a hole, to somebody in Seeking out wisdom in the ironies of up subtleties, fiddling with the ties No-one else for you, whether to or not You an easy target if you're running on the spot Someone's training, flexing their muscles in practice, irrelevant tussles Given a march, or a Sunday demo wait till the state put the finger on you Peeping through a frown, humanity in rags Playing the loser till the of purpose sags They can with heroes, watch the bleeders run your head keeps the target from the gun No-one decides for you, whether to or not You make an easy if you're running on the spot