Skrewdriver – Land On Fire
1. Land On Fire
2. The New Boss
3. I’m A Free Man
4. Judgement Day
5. One In A Million
6. Don’t Let Them Pull You Down
7. Friday Night
8. Streetfight
9. Deep Inside
10. Tearing Down The Wall
Summer time, rising crime, the lands on fire. The riots starts, the
leftwing guards a funeral pyre. The time is gonna come, when they are
gonna run – the land is ours. When is it gonna end, the people say when
the dreams gone sour.
A land on fire – a funeral pyre!
Blazing days, the looting pays – the red flag flies. Blazing nights, the
blood red lights – the nation dies. One day soon, a differturn tune –
the lion turns. And once awake, the left will shake – the red flag
burns.
A land on fire – a funeral pyre!
A land on fire – a funeral pyre!
Time tide will turn and we will spurn, the former age. Out they’ll go
and then we’ll know, they’ve faced our rage. An order new, has things to
do – and debts to pay. The dawn will rise, to gladden eyes a brand new
day.
A land on fire – a funeral pyre! A land on fire – a funeral pyre!
We thought we had a new direction, but it’s looking just the same to me.
Playing musical leaders, but none of them heed us – it’s beginning to
get to me. Don’t do that – don’t do this, it’s just like being back at
school. We took it all in – we ignored their sins, but now we know that
we’ve been fools.
We’ve been used again – it never really ends! Yeah who can you turst – but carry on we must! Alright now…
Don’t play follow the leader, just do what you think is right. We
shouldn’t be ruled by arrogant fools, who haven’t got the guts to fight.
If being the leader means being the coward, then the leaders aren’t
worth the time. We’re through being used yeah, we’re battled and bruised
– their promises don’t seem to fine.
We’ve been used again – it never really ends! Yeah who can you trust – but carry on we must!
Come on and stand beside us, come on and join our fight. All the equals
are comrades beside us, as we march towards the light – alright…
Now we’ve met the new boss – the same as the old, but the mask he wears
is not red but blue. But now that we know – where we will go, to find a
way that’s good and true. Don’t give up the fight, ‘cos we know we are
right – the future’s up to you and me. We’ll never give in, ‘cos we will
fight till we win – the changes what we want to se.
We’ve been used again – it never really ends! Yeah who can you trust –
but carry on we must! We’ve been used again – it never really ends! Yeah
who can you trust – but carry on we must!
Times are hard and times will get much harder, for the men who want to
hold the flags up high. The new dawn is waiting just around the corner
and I want to see the sun rise before I die.
I’m a free man – I’m doing what I can! I’m a free man – its a pity we don’t live in a free land!
There comes a time, when men can’t fight the truth down – or you fought
for the love of race relation act. An act that’s there to put down
British people, an act that says that we cannot fight back, yeah!
I’m a free man – I’m doing what I can! I’m a free man – its a pity we
don’t live in a free land! I’m a free man – I’m a free man! I’m a free
man – its a pity we don’t live in a free land!
The men who lay their lives down for the nations, their memories should
stay locked up in our hearts. But the sacrifice is that you’ll never be
forgotten, they fhought to give our race a brand new start.
I’m a free man – I’m doing what I can! I’m a free man – its a pity we
don’t live in a free land! I’m a free man – I’m doing what I can! I’m a
free man – its a pity we don’t live in a free land!
Solutions must be found – won’t let his people down. He fight ’em all
the way – each and every day. Life is just a struggle – in chains and
you’re bound. Life is just a struggle – it gets us all down. Life is
just a struggle – my courage won’t crack. Life is just a struggle – and
we will fight back!
Victory shall be ours. Their reign will end – a sweet revenge! Victory shall be ours! The time will come – foes will run!
What will the traitors say – when it comes time to pay? They’ll say they
didn’t know – these vermin stoop so low. Life is just a struggle – they
told us lies. Life is just a struggle – who cares if we die? Life is
just a struggle – we’re breaking down doors. Life is just a struggle –
now we are the law!
Victory shall be ours! Their reign will end – a sweet revenge! Victory
shall be ours! The time will come – foes will run! Victory shall be
ours! Their reign will end – a sweet revenge! Victory shall be ours! The
time will come – foes will run!
And now it’s judgement day – the people have their say. They’ve tried to
keep us down – we’re rising all around. Life is just a struggle – we’ve
all paid our dues! Life is just a struggle – we’ve lit up the fuse.
Life is just a struggle – we’ve weathered the storm. Life is just a
struggle – hail the new dawn.
Victory shall be ours! Their reign will end – a sweet revenge! Victory shall be ours! The time will come – foes will run!
Yeah I needed, a time to get away. I needed some peace of mind now,
peace of mind that would stay. Got away from the robbers, they told us
all lies. Left them there to dig their own graves now, left them there
to die.
You police and Niggers – that’s right, get out of my way. I don’t need
to buy none of your gold chains today. I don’t need thick bracelets,
clamped around my chest. Just wanna live my own life now, just to do my
best.
You‘re one in a million – yeah that’s what you are! You’re one in a
million baby – you’re a shooting star! Maybe one day we’ll see you – and
‘cos you rule our lives! We always will do your work now – you’re the
star up high!
Immigrants and faggots, they make no sense to me. They come to our
countries and think they’ll do as they please. Like start some
mini-Iran, or spread some stinking disease. They talk so many Goddamned
ways now, it’s all wrong to me.
Well some say I’m wrong now, others say that’s just me. Some don’t like
our songs now, I guess it’ll always be. It’s been such a long, long time
yeah – a’since I knew right from wrong. It’s all just a means to and
end now, I keep a’moving along.
You’re one in a million – yeah that’s what you are! You’re one in a
million baby – you’re a shooting star! Maybe one day we’ll see you – and
‘cos you rule our lives! We always will do your work now – you’re the
star up high!
You’re one in a million – yeah that’s what you are! You’re one in a
million baby – you’re a shooting star! Maybe one day we’ll see you – and
‘cos you rule our lives! We always will do your work now – you’re the
star up high!
Zionists and turn-coat racists, don’t point your finger at me. I’m just a
small-time White boy, trying to make ends meet. Don’t need strange
religions, don’t idolise TV. Just making my living baby, that’s enough
for me.
You’re one in a million – yeah that’s what you are! You’re one in a
million baby – you’re a shooting star! Maybe one day we’ll see you – and
‘cos you rule our lives! We always will do your work now – you’re the
star up high!
Yeah the star up high! Yeah you’re the star up high!
6. Don’t Let Them Pull You Down
You’re walking ’round the street and a van slows down. They pull you off your feet and they knock you around.
Whoever they are, if it’s the Reds or the blues. Well they spit on the flag when they take it out on you.
We’re flying the Union Jack and there ain’t nothing wrong with that!
We’re flying the Union Jack and there ain’t no turning back, white man!
Wherever you go, whatever you do – you’re always getting picked on for
your Red, White and Blue. The judges in the pocket – the best that money
buys and the other sort of leaders who wave a Red flag.
We’re flying the Union Jack and there ain’t nothing wrong with that!
We’re flying the Union Jack and there ain’t no turning back, white man!
Don’t let ’em pull you down! Don’t let ’em pull you down! Don’t let ’em pull you down! Don’t let ’em pull you down!
Listen Argentina – we smashed you cause you tried to tried to mess with
the Red, White and Blue. And if you try again, we’re gonna go for your
throat – we will rule the waves. We’ve still got the boats.
We’re flying the Union Jack and there ain’t nothing wrong with that!
We’re flying the Union Jack and there ain’t no turning back, white man!
Don’t let ’em pull you down! Don’t let ’em pull you down! Don’t let ’em pull you down! Don’t let ’em pull you down!
What a time we had on Friday night. What a bird you went with, what a
sight and you made excuses for her face. With the usual drinks on the
friday night – gotta get a girl ‘cos time is tight, but the world looks
different today!
Friday, pay day – good night, I’ll say! Friday – a good night! Friday – is all right!
Wake up on a Saturday, wonder what’s your fate! Gotta face the trial from your mates! But for that you didn’t really care!
Said you’d see her again, what have you done-When you see her face you
just want to run! Reckon you’re on fruit juice from now on!
Friday, pay day – good night, I’ll say! Friday – a good night! Friday –
is all right! Friday, pay day – good night, I’ll say! Friday – a good
night! Friday – is all right!
Friday – Friday night now! Friday – Friday night now! Friday – Friday night now! Friday – Friday night now!
Friday, pay day – good night, I’ll say! Friday – a good night! Friday – is all right!
Goin’ out on Friday, pickin’ up your raise. Gonna hit the pub, you’ve had a real hard day. Forgotten what you did last week!
Get into the pub order up a drink – feeling better now you get a second one. Action replay’s in the cards again!
Friday, pay day – good night, I’ll say! Friday – a good night! Friday – is all right!
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. The pride of being White men, go for commie
blood!
All that pent up anger that goes pouring through your head! Streetfight
in the city, the Reds are gonna end up dead – alright now!
The time is nearly here, the tension starts to build. Communists all
over, Jubilee Gardens are all filled. Reds are pretty worried about the
Skinheads at the show. Sheep they fly their Red flag, but the Skinheads
have their own – White Power!
All that pent up anger that goes pouring through your head! Streetfight
in the city, the Reds are gonna end up dead – alright now!
All that pent up anger that goes pouring through your head. Streetfight
in the city, the Reds are gonna end up dead – alright now!
Once he stood upon a hill and looked down on our land. The green fields
and the rivers and the sea and yellow sands. But now they’ve locked him
in a cell and took away the key. They can jail our Nation’s patriots,
but their spirits still roam free.
When he stood upon that hill, he looked up to the sky. He saw the storm
clouds gathering and the heavens full of fire. The struggle for our
Nation, the people picked their sides. And a fire burned deep inside his
heart, the fire of Whitemans’ pride.
And I said – Deep Inside! Deep Inside! Deep Inside – is Nation’s Pride!
The battle was now on him and he fought with all his strength. Odds were
piled against him and numbers one to ten. Invaders swarmed all over,
but his banner still held high. That one flag to him was dear, for it
he’d rather die.
Enemy was numerous and his strength was nearly gone. They see the dead
lay round the street, but he had to carry on. But very soon the time
took its toll and he was bound and chained. And from the heaven like
tears of rage, down came a pouring rain.
Yeah – Deep Inside! Deep Inside! Deep Inside – is Nation’s Pride!
They threw him in a dungeon and they boasted of the fight. The moment
they had power, but he was in the right. They took away his liberty and
they tried to crush his pride. But whilst he had his Nation’s flag, his
hope would never die.
And I said – Deep Inside! Deep Inside! Deep Inside – is Nation’s Pride!
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.
Tearing down the wall! Got to see it fall! Tearing down the wall! Got to see it fall!
Strength of Europe’s people, gave reds their live. Now Europe starts to
hear, its people’s cries. The Allies are playing with European blood. It
seems like a game of chess, from where I’m stood!
Tearing down the wall! Got to see it fall! Tearing down the wall! Got to see it fall!
We’re tearing, yeah tearing, tearing down the wall! Got to, got to,
we’ve got to see it fall! We’re tearing, we’re tearing, tearing down the
wall! We’ve got to, we’ve got to, we’ve got to see it fall!
It’s been there for too long, try to tear it down – lots of Marxist
strongholds all around. European people, should reign in peace – not be
controlled by the terror from the East.
Tearing down the wall! Got to see it fall! Tearing down the wall! Got to see it fall!