‘A’ Bomb in Wardour Street (Live at the Brighton Centre)

Lyrics

This one's called "A-Bomb in Wardour Street" We don't fucking care about shit Where the streets are paved with blood With cataclysmic overtones Fear and hate linger in the air A strictly no-go deadly zone I don't know what I'm doing here 'Cause it's not my scene at all A-bomb in Wardour Streets They've called in the army I'm stranded on the vortex floor My head's been kicked in And blood's started to pour Through the haze I can see my girl Fifteen geezers got her pinned to the door I try to reach her but fall back to the floor A-bomb in Wardour Street It's blown up the West End Now it's spreading through the city A-bomb in Wardour Street It's blown up the city Now it's spreading through the country Law and order takes a turn for the worst In the shape of a size 10 boot Rape and murder throughout the land And they tell you that you're still a free man If this is freedom I don't understand 'Cause it seems like madness to me A-bomb in Wardour Streets Hate bomb, hate bomb, hate bomb, hate bomb Philistine nation of degradation Hate and war, there must be more It's Doctor Martin's A-P-O-C-A-L-Y-P-S-E Apocalypse! Bless you, good night