Bullets sing through the skin of an un-armed black man
And swim to the heart of the north east side of town.
And when they finally found they're way, through decay, to the south side,
They were caught in the teeth of rebellion hate and need
But the need turned to greed and the hate, it turned to anger
And the blue and the brown eyes turned to burning flames

Verse 2 (Kayo Ken)
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London' still burning.. and nothing's changed since the riots
People ignored the real sparks creating the fires
And I aint praising the liars, out chasing desires
Instead of pursuing dreams, But I aint blaming them either
Cos nothing's the way it seems, They've been living crime movies in private
Then decided go public and make a scene
Cos they plug products like [bad word] everyday on our screens
Then judge.. and turn their noses up when we change into fiends
Its [bad word]  but imagine going to school and it's [bad word] there
Don't want to go home for some love 'coz it doesn't live there
You couldn't win there... So wouldn't think fair
On the road to insanity 'coz they're driven so quick there
And its only mad men that wage these wars
Pushing killers to pulling triggers with crazy thoughts
You wanna protest but you ran up in JD Sports?
You burnt the wrong buildings down trying to change these laws
Just think

Bridge (Danny Wilder)
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If they sold you coal would you take ashes
And taste tobacco smoked through pipes of peace.
If the lonely souls of the old and ageing fascists
Changed and gave back those years of defeat on your streets
 [bad word] (Danny Wilder)
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Only mad men hold a gun,
Only mad men hold a knife.
Only mad men, only mad man,
Only mad men, only mad men.

Verse 3 (Ali Bla Bla)
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It's hard being young, I was 15 when I first saw a gun
Someone put one to my face, then my heart darkened with my lungs,
Paranoia fathered a son, it was done, lost my faith in humanity
Working in a field filled with battle apple trees
Don't [bad word] for tatter me with tales of your apathy
Will it be your judgement or my machete that's backing me?
This heard mentality is rife, we need to let go
The same way you panic buy for petrol
The same way some might stab a guy from some next road
But these aint Hollywood, every corners got a Tesco
Shouting ride of die, letting the tek blow
But when you die, was your life worth the debt? [bad word] knows
It's like theirs two roads a young man can take
One with fear, one with hate
For real

Bridge (Danny Wilder)
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If they sold you coal would you take ashes
And taste tobacco smoked through pipes of peace.
If the lonely souls of the old and ageing fascists
Changed and gave back those years of defeat on your streets
 [bad word] (Danny Wilder)
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Only mad men hold a gun,
Only mad men hold a knife.
Only mad men, only mad man,
Only mad men, only mad men.

Outro (Danny Wilder)
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Only mad men pull the trigger,
Only mad men feel bigger,
Only mad men get done
And only mad men hold a gun.
Only mad men push it in,
Only mad men pierce the skin,
Only mad men get life
And only mad men hold a knife.