It's been a hard day in the city

It affects you in the most peculiar way

Dull day don't seem pretty

We've said all that there is to say

And if you were to ask me questions

You don't really want to know

Your concern is just for show

Your name's a number, just press a button

Your memories lost but they've not forgotten



They try to break our lust for passion

They try to tell us that it's not in fashion

And if you were' to ask me questions

What are we fighting-for?

We're just breaking down the door



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It doesn't really matter

I've been through this all before

It doesn't really matter



They fight in England and Northern Ireland

The police they try to hold us still

They can bleed us and they can feed us

But you know they'll never control our will

And if you were to ask that question

What are we fighting for?

We're just breaking down the door



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