Read the evening papers about the National Front, They go out and they do it, they're such a bunch of cunts. They make safety-pins of silver and gold, The bastards who buy them they know what they've been sold.
Who's side you on? Who's side you on? Who's side you on? Major General Despair Major General Despair
The ex-Wing Commander who's confronting you With school, church and your mamma, Play his game and you're fucked. Now be reasonable, respecting the law. So where does it get you? You've been there before, remember?
Who's side you on? Who's side you on? Who's side you on? Major General Despair Major General Despair Who's side you on? Who's side you on? Who's side you on? Who's side you on? Who's side you on? Who's side you on? Major General Despair Who's side you on? Who's side you on? Get in line. Who's side you on? GET IN LINE.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
