Letras:
Crase

(chorus) What now? Now you would destroy the earth Dry, the river beds What now? Now in your control, birth and death Dry, the bodies, incandescent

Chorus: Cause a disturbance, don't let this slide by Do you want to end up a McDonalds french fry? Atomic power, atomic power, death

Cor blimey guvnor I'm the big 'un, cop an eyeful of this muscular arm Being tough 'n' rough is my kind of fun but, of course I never do no harm Ain't

You have this life, what for? Tell me Spend it on shit, your ignorance appals me You serve me your morals, changed for a fiver Upright citizen, Penthouse

Banned from the Roxy...Ok I never much liked playing there anyway Said they only wanted well behaved boys Do they think guitars and microphones are just

What do you want? What do you want? I'm tired of adrenalin soaked fools Tired of idiots playing with the rules Know it's not a thing that a man would

The true romance is the ideal repression That you seek, that you dream of, that you look for in the streets That you find in the magazines, the cinema

Don't want to bury my head in the crutch of society Perverted parent that takes my energy Sucking me dry with your morals, your threats Christ, your queen

This country tell us that we're down and out Got you thinking that we're through Got to suffer to get us moving Say it's up to me and you Well, look around