chorus: if they drop a bomb on us, we fucking deserve it   we know we got it coming, we fucking deserve it   they got a comfy set up, they?ll try and preserve it   we had the early warning, we can sit and observe it.      sliding down guidelines, cradle to the grave   all the willing saviours see that we behave   everybody knows they?re there, see them all around   lots of little people who?ll put you in the ground   well, take a burning issue and stuff it up your arse   they?ve fucked you with a furrowed brow, shitting broken class   marching down the ?dilly to demonstrate again   while the men who plan the holocaust are pissed out of their brains   brain of pasty people, who?ll bomb it all to fuck   you can be a victim or they?ll let you try your luck   pass it on to others, ship it down the line   leave your world in ruins, you know we?ve got the time      chorus      cop-outs for motives...freudian analyst,   come on mr. horror, what do you make of this?   wont? find many people without their rationale   any handy concept to hang upon the wall   soldier got his enemy   police have got the state   family have got home sweet home   SS got red tape   MP?s got his duty   priest has got his sin   everybody finds a hole   to drop somebody in   seeking out wisdom in the ironies of life   weighing up subtleties, fiddling with the ties   no-one else decides for you, whether to or not   you make an easy target if you?re running on the spot      chorus      someone?s been training, flexing their muscles   getting in practice, irrelevant tussles   given a march, or a quiet sunday demo   they wait till the state puts the finger on you      peeping through a frown, your humanity in rags   playing the loser till the sense of purpose sags   they can deal with heroes, watch the bleeders run   it?s only your head keeps the target from the gun   no-one else decides for you, whether to or not   you make an easy target if you?re running on the spot...