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A boot at the door in the dead of the night
Echoes terror far and wide
Tonight how township’s rules are white
None of them resists arrest
Screams of pain fill the air
You must submit you have no rights

You can’t fight the law
With your back to the wall
Don’t it make you feel small

In the system; no escape
Random choice, interrogate
From confusion anger grows
And the fear of what’s to come
You can’t stop the hammer coming down

You can’t fight the law
With your back to the wall
Don’t it make you feel small

Wake up!
It’s time for pain
Confess!
Tell us their names
Resist
And you’ll make it worse
No use …

Now comes the moment
You have been waiting for, you kiss the boot
And say out last good-bye!

The eyes of the oppressed are
Filled with hatred and with fear
Signalling the closeness of a war
To be declared
Forced into resisting in a world of lunacy
Where if you’re black you’re subjugated
If you’re white you’re free
There will be bloodshed, suffering for everyone
The fight for democracy has just begun
The day of the last straw is coming
Then they will react
Their freedom has been taken and
Their pride has been attacked
A man will sacrifice his all when
Fighting to be free
They’re prepared to die in the
Pursuit of liberty
No hollow speech can quell the
Wrath of the oppressed
Seeing these injustices the world
Will join our guest

You can fight the law
Though your back’s to the wall
Seeking justice for all

When the boot comes down

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