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Chaos U K Radioactive Earslaughter

A month of Sundays, law enforced The church's new torture is now enforced A month of church every day Is what they want without delay Backed by troops

On tele, police are murdered, demonstrators are just killed Why two different words for the blood that's spilled? In this struggle, you decide who's

For those with money, life is just a game For us supposed working class, it's far from the same But are they fascists just because they're rich What

There's no room in a political dream There's no room in a law For when men refuse to fight And will not go to war Its true deterrent weapons Make men