Were overrated, uneducated

It's not easy being so liberated

So isolated, its complicated

Being loved or being hated


And nothing feels quite as real

As when you're hanging from the ceiling like an imbecile

In the name of peace, love and unity


We came, we conquered

We were outnumbered

One for all we will never fumble

Take a tumble, in the rumble

All for one we will never crumble


No one knows where to go

After bumping in the rough … blow by blow

In the name of peace, love and unity


But what have done wrong

Were only standing and singing our songs

But it don't have to be for you boys; not unless you sing along

But what have done wrong

Were only standing and singing our songs 

This is not a call to arms boy; not unless you sing along


We get together in any weather

We've come to the end of our tether

We will endeavor the same as ever

To stand for no shit whatsoever

We can fight to get it right

Bumping in the rough is not a pretty sight

In the name of peace love and unity


But what have done wrong

Were only standing and singing our songs

But it don't have to be for you boys; not unless you sing along

But what have done wrong

Were only standing and singing our songs 

This is not a call to arms boy; not unless you sing along


And nothing feels quite as real

As when you're hanging from the ceiling like an imbecile

In the name of peace, love and unity


But what have done wrong

Were only standing and singing our songs

This is not a call to arms boy; not unless you sing along