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 f**king 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 f**king 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 f**king face when you point the barrel down No I don't need a prayer for me, just put the hammer down