God Shave The Queen - The Exploited

Panic all hell breaks loose

A battered body screams abuse

A plastic bullet end his youth

A motherless son turns and pukes

Behind closed curtains

Terror stares

What are they doing prowling round our streets

Who are they looking for with bullets in their breech

Screaming sirens fills the air

Then turn off noweher there coppers everywhere

Behind closed curtains

Terror stares

God saved the queen with blanks from a gun

But who is our protector when provoced to run

We still don’t know why they surround the streets

But now they’ve withdrawn in full retreat