The petrol bombs are flying, the people lock their doors
We've got to make a choice now, in the middle of a war
The enemy is taking over out on the streets
And we are not united, and so we face defeat
- [bad word] 
Retaliate, will be our only hope
Retaliate, can we ever cope
Retaliate, face them on the streets
Retaliate, fight against defeat
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As a young man lies dying, the mob begins to cheer
Older people tremble, they have never known such fear
The enemy's taking over out on the streets
And we are not unite, and so we face defeat
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Mr Politician, I won't say I told you so
But now the flames are rising, do you want to know?
You're blaming unemployment and the racists on the beat
I don't see our unemployed looting on the street