Tekstovi: Vice Squad. Resurrection. Last Rockers.

Stumbling through the rubble
my heads in a spin
I hear them fighting
the war that no one can win

I'm too young to die
Too late to live
As politicians do the thing
No God can forgive

Time has come for us to die
Norma Ray is left to cry
no chance of a rebirth
all the last rockers (on earth)

hit and chant when they drop there bomb
let us burn and smulter too
when we stir in the small radiation
they wanna ruin the whole recreation

Time for has come for us to die
Norma Ray is left to cry
no chance of a rebirth
all the last rockers (on earth)

Wandering round without a key
all we ever wanted was to be free
our music was our only joy
and the governments want to search and destroy

Stumbling through the rubble
my heads in a spin
I hear them fighting
no war, no one can win

I'm too young to die
Too late to live
As politicians do the thing
No God can forgive

On our statues still remind
those who may come in future time
and we who fought on city streets
have perished in atomic heat

Time for has come for us to die
Norma Ray is left to cry
no chance of a rebirth
all the last rockers (on earth)

They cannot burn me from my kind
no dreams of power to control my mind
last rockers rule the world now
there's no one left to fight now