There's blood on the street
And the smell is so sweet
'Cos another blue bastard has gone down
See the boots swarmimg round his head
They're gonna see him dead
Nightstick in his hand
He tried to rule this land
That's no way to make a country great
It takes more, more than force
You've got to give it a voice
So it's goodnight to one more fascist clown
We've got a right, you can't keep us quiet
We've got a riot, we've got a riot
This is our answer to your law!
Don't shed no tears for him
His life was lived in sin
No one has the right to order you
Don't be told what life is about
So full of hate and full of fury,
To tell you a story.
You could say he was a one man jury.
Catalog of anger posted through your door.
Your door, your door, your door!
A chance would come to even the score.
Stole a gun and he stole a car.
Oh boy, oh boy.
With a pretty doll he would go far.
Down to London where the bright lights are.
Lights are, lights are, lights are!
And I say the mission his decision.
He took out the gun on that fateful day.
The winds blew cold. The sky turned grey.
He pointed the gun and then he pulled the trigger.
The message that he would now deliver.
Discography
VIOLATORS "GANGLAND" 7" EP
VIOLATORS "LIFE ON THE RED LINE" 7" EP
VIOLATORS "SUMMER OF '81" 7" EP
VIOLATORS "VIOLATORS" 12" EP
V/A "A COUNTRY FIT FOR HEROES" LP
