[Verse 1]
Sun sets down on a red bricked town
Orange street lights flicker down,
Your face, worn down...

[Verse 2]
Heavy feet march tarmac hills
Kids by the shops getting all the frills,
Youth of today leaking out...

[X2]
The old British Empire in it's glory
Rise and fall
Steadfast till the end
It's history, our call

[Chorus X2]
Hold your own,
When life gets critical, time to get pysical,
You know, your not on your own,
It's a systamatic problem, yer better try and stop em.

[Verse 3]
People telling you where to go,
A situation stiring in a midnight show,
Behind the curtain, red light glow.

[Verse 4]
You know it sounds funny but it seen it me,
They show you things that they want you to see,

[M8]
A promise keeps on pushing you inside, your mind
Keeping us in line with the things you do, it's time
Cruise down egotistical suicide drive,
Through a sleepy town promoting genicide...

[Chorus X2]
Hold your own,
When life gets critical, time to get pysical,
You know, your not on your own,
It's a systamatic problem, yer better try and stop em.