Whatcha trying to say that haven't tried to say before You're just another red balloon with a lot of hot gass Why don't you fuck off? And you think you've got it worked out And you think you've got it made And you trying to play the hero But you never walk home in the dark
I think it's time for truth And the truth is you've lost uncle Jimmy Admit your failure and decline with honour while you can And you think you've got it sussed out And you think that we're brain washed And you're trying for a police state So you can rule our body and minds
What ever happend to the great empire? You bastards haved turned it into manure Time for the young to stick together now
I bet you sleep at night with silk sheets and a clean mind While killers roam the streets in numbers dressed in blue
And you're trying to hide it from us But you know what I mean Bring forward those six pigs We wanna see them swing sod high
