Inflamable Material

Nothin' for us in Belfast The Pound's so old it's a pity OK, there's the trident in Bangor Then walk back to the city We ain't got nothin' but they don't really care They don't even know you know Just want our money And we can take it or leave it Wha

Inflammable material is planted in my head It's a suspect device that's left 2000 dead Their solutions are our problems They put up the wall On each side time and prime us And make sure we get sod all They play their games of power They cut and mark

I could be a soldier Go out there and fight to save this land Be a people's soldier Paramilitary gun in hand I won't be no soldier I won't take no orders from no-one Stuff their fucking armies Killing isn't my idea of fun They wanna waste my life The

Woman hold her head and cry Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died From a stray bullet Woman hold her head and cry Accompanying her was a passerby Who saw the woman cry Wondering can she work it out Now she knows that the wages of si

Ain't got no money but I don't give a damn Cos when I got it I spend it as fast as I can Ain't got no worries at least none I can see Got to make a fast connection then I'll be free (Chorus) Break out and leave this life behind Break out and see what

Friday night's here What's the scene? Nothing to do why'know what I mean? Nothing on the telly There is no late-night show No shows in town There is no place to go Here we are nowhere Nowhere left to go Is it a crime To be young 'cause every time We