Mad Riot - The Tossers

Riot, riot, riot crossed this land

In pork pie hats and denim masks and furious knife clutched hands

It was a bank holiday for languages lost

Being armed to the teeth to face this curse

If you’ve always used establishment

We’ve always used piss off to change the intonation in this verse

As curlew dies and structures burn laid barren as then night falls

Wandering zombies smoldering from the top

See their dead in our burned out halls

When all is done special branch comes through

With police finish off the rest of the best

Evacuated barren and I now know who’s dead

As parliament wakes and yawns deep from the chest

Well, and the sun burns up the night

And the boot heels click

And the engines burn and John Major gets sick

And American soldiers station themselves

Round Serbian oil wells

And four course five star dinners down by the wakening church’s bells

Well, we don’t believe this way has worked

We’ll burn down this mind set

Burning all your American illusions up

We’ll show you what, where and when we’re at

Well, almost everyone knows what homelessness is

And everyone know ‘bout death

And you can’t give morals onto either one

Or justify it or come back and say it was worth the test

Well, when you give death — you get death back

That’s the way the cycle works

Well, when you’ve taken — you get things taken from you

That’s situational, that’s your friends

You’ve kept while doing the dirt

Riot, riot, riot, riot!