Saint Teresa the Sacred parted us in 1783 Her body was found incorrupt with no sign of decay Saint Frances Xavier got dug up in 1975 All the priests
Here she comes in her palanquin on the back of an elephant on a bed made of linen and sequins and silk all astride on her father's line with the king
Infantate devora inefane remo Sen sompale devonore inselivo Amalia Infanati po pera sione demoni Sen sore divano Sen sole divano Re diva enore Divano
One pound a week is all you need To buy a pair of trousers off the hook Brand new dresses down the line It's You the super ??? None for us, it's all
Trouble at work, Trouble at school Even if you ??? fool ??? I don't watch games Cause you're watching your ??? anyway You're the ??? sinners Bootboys
Each dawn I die please tell me why there's nothing left for me The old ??? days they make you pay a new tax ??? says All I am is just a number in Maggie
Trouble in the streets means trouble in the home Trouble in the home means nowhere to go There's nothing to show for all the work That has been done
You work really fast when it says give up To walk pissing up, picking their locks Stay at home when your mother says no Jump up and down at a rock 'n
Every Friday evening poseurs from the pub Stroll into the disco to dance like Donald Duck Fog Lights come from heaven, the soldiers comes from hell An
I was causing a riot down my local High St. I'm running away and getting chased by the police They're getting closer, I can't get away They got me, they
Power to the people, freedom of our rights Power to the people, it's a never ending fight We'll all stand together, we never want a war We'll all stand
I tried to say Observed your point I could not understand Those Dancing girls will get us killed Punch the air You've failed your best Now dance your
Now listen to me I'm telling you Fuck the rest, it's not good for you Preach to me don't follow me Always fight just wait and see [Chorus:] Riot riot
Going to an evil school Going to a ??? After break it's double mass When that's done we change the class I'm not taken seriously Cause they don't know
All you boys in jeans and boots Spiky hair from the 70's roots Waiting for the music to come and play Stand up all and scream and shout [Chorus:] We
??? the hands I use They tried to beat me up again You're destroyed, you're paranoid Luck will never be the same I am the winner don't need to be tamed
Think when ??? was green A natural patch on the edge of the city Then all the ya's made it grey A middle class a new posh race Traffic spiff ya ya OK
Mister politician, mister man who makes the law Mister man who lines his pockets, I can see what you're for Mister flat foot police man, mister rotten
