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.