| Lyrics: | The end of a decade closes in, the oppressed fight back but still can't win.
A blind eye sees
more than pain, expressions on heads look so feign.
Four men died today, someone's gotta
pay.
Why did four men die today ?
The culprits can't be found, they're hiding
underground.
Why did four men die today ?
Hoboes and underdogs strike a new chord,
they're sick and tired of acting bored.
Legions of damned citizens try, while all around the
rotting die.
Concerned committees study and gen, the final word from Number Ten.
The worried
gasp a sigh and frown as all the walls come crashing down.
The end of a decade closes in,
the oppressed fight back and still can't win.
Doomsday lurks, an ugly figure, who'll be first to
pull the trigger. |
