Metal
-Eyed in the paper cells
Cells are fighting in the street
s
Teenage black 06 arrested
Mutters in the coun
cil chambers
Something must be done
Before our city street
s become infes ted
And mummy turns to daddy, says
Where was our little boy that day?
Why can't he just stay at home
And watch the silver screen?
But all we wanted was a
cause we could fight for
One chance for the
heroes to win the day
All we wanted was a chance
to see the world in black and white
Instead of aftershots
of light
See the rav ing maniacs
go carving up the night
Watch the barmaid's
smiles on their faces
The speed of crazy bomber s
going across their deadly wires
They blow themselves into
a million pieces
And the band's playing a hard and fast
golden beat to their sets
Adrenaline's seething,
blow it till there's no regrets
But all we wanted was a place
where we could fly home
One chance for the heroes to return
All we wanted was a chance
to see the world in black and white
Instead of under shades of grey
What do we tell our grandchildren
when they ask us about the
good old days?
Boring, empty daytime jobs
and frozen up in sides
Don't you remember what your
daddy told you long ago?
God, those old men used to fight!
But all we wanted was a chance
to keep the fight alive
One chance for our heroes
to win the day
All we wanted was a chance
to see the world in black and white
Instead of a hundred
shades of grey
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