For liberty there is a cost - its broken skulls and leather cosh.
>From the boys in uniform - now you know whose side they're on -
With backing - with blessing
>From earthy gods not heaven,
A stones throw away from it all.

Whatever pleasures those who get - from stripping skin
    with rhino whip.
Are the kind that must be stopped - before their kind
    take all we've got -
With loving - with caring,
They take great pride in working,
The stones throw away from it all.

Whatever honesty persists - you'll hear the snap of broken ribs,
Of anyone who'll take no more - of the lying bastards roar -
In Chile - in Poland,
Johannesburg - South Yorkshire -
A stones throw away; Now we're there