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

Fuck you, fucking hang...

Fuck 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 fuck 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 labour 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?