Whatcha trying to say that haven't tried to say before

You're just another red balloon with a lot of hot gass

Why don't you fuck off?

And you think you've got it worked out

And you think you've got it made

And you trying to play the hero

But you never walk home in the dark



I think it's time for truth

And the truth is you've lost uncle Jimmy

Admit your failure and decline with honour while you can

And you think you've got it sussed out

And you think that we're brain washed

And you're trying for a police state

So you can rule our body and minds



What ever happend to the great empire?

You bastards haved turned it into manure

Time for the young to stick together now



I bet you sleep at night with silk sheets and a clean mind

While killers roam the streets in numbers dressed in blue



And you're trying to hide it from us

But you know what I mean

Bring forward those six pigs

We wanna see them swing sod high