If I was to walk till time saw no end.. If I was to climb till the air was too thin.. I could not find a picture fit the frame.. As perfect as you.. As perfect as you..
Into action. . Let's get movin' into action. Let's get movin' into action. If your life's too slow, no satisfaction. Find somethin' out there, there's an attraction.
We'll be fighting in the streets, with our children at our feet. And the morals that they worshipped will be gone. And the men who spurred us on, sit in judgement of all wrong.
White power 1-2-3-4!. . I stand watch my country, going down the drain. We are all at fault, we are all to blame. We're letting them takeover, we just let 'em come.
Ain't got much money, ain't got no car. I don't need transport, don't travel far. I don't need friendships, I don't need foes. It's just the thing now, the way it goes.
Democracy won't stand the test of time. Unemployment and a rising rate of crime. Will you stay or will you go?. When the time comes you will have to know.
We got new faces. We got somethin' new. Yeah we're all strangers. And we're playin' for you. . Chorus:. And just 'cos we look different. And we wear different clothes.
Walking 'round streets, hand-in-hand with fear. No-one can tell what is 'round the bend. Don't side with the other side, 'cos if you do we'll find you.
You tell me what you'd like to do, but I don't want to know. My only interest is today, and where we want to go. We need the people to awake, and fight for us right now.
The sun on the meadow is summery warm. The stag in the forest runs free. But gathered together to greet the storm. Tomorrow belongs to me. Tomorrow belongs to me.
Walk around the city and you hold your head up high. The sheep they'll try and drag you down with their aggression and their lies. Your life is just a struggle 'cos you're proud of your contry.
There is a road and it leads to Valhalla. Where only the chosen are allowed. There is a boy with a dream of Valhalla. A place in the land of the gods.
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Never reckoned much to mixing. People always mess me 'round. Always looking out for favours. Trying to bleed me into the ground. . Chorus:. 'Cause I'm a, yeah I'm the loner baby,.
You're walking along a wind-swept seafront with the cold north wind in your hair. You're looking out over the restless sea all you ever seem to do is stare.
It's been a long wait now, 1945. Lot of people've paid for it with their lives. Those people have risked it, to unite their blood. To tear it down, if only they could.
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Waiting for the weekend, on a left-wing afternoon. Reds are gonna lose their power, skinheads gonna call the tune. Pushing through the Red scum, feeling pretty good.
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