Spirit Of '76 - Cock Sparrer

It’s the hottest summer anyone can remember

Everybody knows something’s gonna start

This fella sings with a hundred and one reasons

For you to give him the keys, the keys to your heart

Guitars crash land in flames from hell

With bullets for rich or poor

A voice rings out like a bell

Cutting trough the chaos of hate and war

Back to basics, guitar picks, drumsticks — spirit of ‘76

Sceptics, slapsticks, limericks and plastics — spirit of ‘76

Convicts, ethnics, mavericks and beatniks — spirit of ‘76

Psychics, mystics, politics and con tricks — spirit of ‘76

While Mister Nasty makes enemies of new statesmen

And others jam with soul but nothing new

And Yankee cars play the same old, on the stereo

He walks up to the mike and he shows us what to do

Music like this can kick down doors

Dressed in rags with style

They don’t believe the truth no more

A white riot leaves them bleeding in the aisles

Back to Basics, guitar picks, drumsticks — spirit of ‘76

Sceptics, slapsticks, limericks and plastics — spirit of ‘76

Convicts, ethnics, mavericks and beatniks — spirit of ‘76

Psychics, mystics, politics and con tricks — spirit of ‘76

And nothing’s gonna be the same again

Said nothing’s gonna be the same again

Music like this can kick down doors

Dressed in rags with style

They don’t believe the truth no more

A white riot leaves them bleeding in the aisles