The Day Before
So what if we manage to stop cruise cruising in, will it make any fucking difference? To the inevitable countdown to world war three, the power monger?s decision Will it be our lifelong stance, or our only chance, to prevent our world?s destruction? Will it be? You fucked old Yankee crony git You screwed up bastard commie shit You evil hag with blood stained hands F*ck you, fucking hang... F*ck it, I just can't see any point in singing yet another wanky war song... The accepted target... can't see no point in mouthing off about atomic power... They know the risk involved, but still freely f*ck with our lives... You know what they're doing yet still you let them... You think it will never happen... push it to the corner of them mind and forget it... For it's so much more comforting to 'relax' and don't do it... Alternative to this, the masses join the CND And fly it's helpless protest banner on demos Listen to the whining wanky labor party And wait for them to annihilate the fucking lot of us Pathetic! You fucking bunch of jokers When you hear the four-minute warning "It?s too fucking late " See your family and friends perish - the eyes melting - the skin shrivelling - blood boiling - bomb, death, listen, now there's one minute left in the game to play Since that day in forty-five we have never had a say Was it a solution to combat the right? Or just to stay ahead and never done fight Thatcher's plaything in the name Manhattan Another Hiroshima for her to flatten The protest signs they are spread across the earth But will our protests pay their worth?