Look out of your window in the middle of the night
But don't go outside or you'll die of fright
Make sure to stay inside when it's dark
Don't risk the price of a nasty scar

This is Britain in '81
Eight year old kid from a broken home
He never knew his father, his mother's on the dole
What kind of future has society for him
He'll rebel against the system like another victim

Black man, white man out of work
They can't live together, treat each other like dirt
Foreign propaganda say's we're in a state
I hope they drop the bomb before it's too late