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