Thunder - Frank Carter & The Rattlesnakes

They are up on the fences, hanging by scraps

In temporary trenches, out laying traps

Bags wrapped 'round their faces

Baseball bats and home-made tasers

They’ve got bars and bricks and fucking bombs

And they’re dangerous because they don’t think they’re wrong

Are you friend or are you foe

Do you meet your end, with a hammer blow

Do you believe that every life is worth a shot

Or do you load the bullets up to kill the lot

It all feels so senseless, scrambling like rats

In a pit with no exits where we are the cats

Murdered by the nameless

Killed in beds where they should be safest

They’re all mothers and fathers and children too

And you’re scared of them 'cause they don’t look like you

Are you friend or are you foe

Do you meet your end, with a hammer blow

Do you believe that every life is worth a shot

Or do you load the bullets up to kill the lot

I’ve seen a man on fire burning in the street

I’ve seen a woman buried to her neck, stoned for disbelief

I’ve seen a man thrown from a tower because he loved another man

I’ve seen a child soldier martyred by another child’s hand

I’ve seen a stampede massacre on holy ground

And I’ve seen whole families being drowned

I’ve seen a baby lying face down in the tide

And I’ve seen thousands homeless begging for their fucking lives

You say they are nothing but a number

But when they speak it sounds like thunder

And all they want are your homes

Your life, your blood, your bones