Thousands came to face the rain   And the skinny man warns us once again   The dog is mad and we go in fear   But all who love revenge   You must leave here      We will write   We will write to our lovers   And tell our sons and daughters   To remember this well   'Cause we're going through hell this morning   Four by four they knocked us down   Cracking heads we fell without a sound   All through that day and through that night   And not a fist was lifted on our side      And not a fist was lifted on our side