Cruise missiles have arrived, despite our protest and anger    The fucked up fucking shits took no notice of our banners    They ignored the nation’s pleas of a chance to work for peace    They reinforced their laws and brought their servants to their knees       While Maggie sits back in her province of power    The nation’s scared shitless in fear of a shower    Of the worst thing that would be possible    The destruction of the world, the murder of us all    God save the Queen, are you sure it ain't the banks?    It’s the profit of all nations that makes the leaders wank    From the Germans to the Russians and the Great British too    The people are the same, it’s the Government who...       ...Fuck, rape and destroy our world they treat as a toy    The truth they abuse and hide with war, threats, system and lies    Thirty million will die while the royals and Government hides    So, the nation’s wealth can survive but the rest of us just fry       The man Hesletine sits and gloats at his warheads    Thatcher observes, "oh, there's a hundred thousand more dead"    The missiles roar over, there's nothing they can do    But there's still a chance to stop it and that relies on me and you    Maggie sucks Andropov in her brothel of power    While Reagan gives speeches of bullshit to cover    The fact that its profit that brought the missile fear    Well ram them up your own arse, because we don’t want them here    What are we going to be doing now it’s 1984?