Retaliate

Retaliate

The petrol bombs are flying, the whiteman lock
his doors. We’ve got to make a choice now, in the middle
of a war.

The enemy is taking over out on the streets
and we are not united now, and so we face defeat. Retaliate, will
be our only hope. Retaliate, can we ever cope. Retaliate, face
them on the streets. Retaliate, fight against defeat.


As a young man lies dying, the mob begins to cheer. Older people
tremble, they never known such fear.

The enemy’s taking over out on the
streets and we are not united now, and so we face defeat.
Retaliate, will be our only hope. Retaliate, can we ever cope.
Retaliate, face them on the streets. Retaliate, fight against
defeat.


Mr. Politician, I won’t say I told you so. But now the
flames are rising, do you want to know? You’re blaming
unemployment and the racists on the beat. I don’t see
white unemployed looting on the street.

The enemy’s taking over out on the
streets and we are not united now, and so we face defeat.
Retaliate, will be our only hope. Retaliate, can we ever cope.
Retaliate, face them on the streets. Retaliate, fight against
defeat.