Well we altered the face of our city, yes we've often burned it down

Is our union what we hoped for when our children hit the ground

It's simply government and British soldiers out not who governs or unity now

Or do you complain of what could happen if your favor isn't found

It's not as plain as colonial rule no more so we've grown up with the times

But it's as plain as coexistance not making something that binds

Yes catholics were incriminated, tortured and opressed

But we've agreed to talk now and we don't need bullet proof vests 



So give it up, it's time to go

There'll be better jobs for us if we let it go

So give it up, it's time to go

Nobody wants to subsidise an economy that can't stand

We kick our legs out from underneath us every time we raise a hand 



Well Good Friday every fucking where is burning in my mind

But no accord can help the junkies with their kneecaps left behind

There's no desired governance or subsidation left in toil

Hell, they don't even want us now fed up with our turmoil

True rebels never grow out of the hateful adolescent phase

For to perpetuate rebellion you need blind incessant commitment through the maze

We've concluded and refused to learn to assess or scrutinise

A non functioning mind is clinically dead when your mind's made up it dies 



It's not the mastery of earth or wealth or leisure that is your contention

But the privilege of taxable servitude you contend against you laymen

Behave like fucking children every day on Downing Street

Who can't concede to play along or even just to meet

No this isn't a bold statement, ya wanna know how I know

Whoever's celebrated a victory's always said I told ya so

So look me in the fucking face when you point the barrel down

No I don't need a prayer for me, just put the hammer down