It's been a hard day in the city It affects you in the most peculiar way Dull day don't seem pretty We've said all that there is to say
And if you were to ask me questions You don't really want to know Your concern is just for show, just for show
Your name's a number, just press a button Your memories lost but they've not forgotten They try to break our lust for passion They try to tell us that it's not in fashion
And if you were to ask me questions What are we fighting for We're just breaking down the door
It doesn't really matter I've been through this all before It doesn't really matter
They fight in England and Northern Ireland The police, they try to hold us still They can bleed us and they can feed us But you know they'll never control our will
And if you were to ask that question What are we fighting for We're just breaking down the door
It doesn't really matter I've been through this all before It doesn't really matter to me It doesn't really matter I've been through this all before It doesn't really matter to me It doesn't really matter, oh
It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matter It doesn't really matterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
