From the boys in uniform – now you know whose side their on –
With backing – with blessing,
From earthly gods not heaven,
A stones throw away from it all.
Whatever pleasures those who get – from stripping skin with rhino whip,
Are the kind that must be stopped – before their kind take all we’ve got –
With loving – with caring,
They take great pride in working,
The stones throw away from it all.
Whenever honesty persists – you’ll hear the snap of broken ribs,
Of anyone who’ll take no more – of the lying bastards roar –
In Chile – In Poland,
Johannesburg – South Yorkshire,
A stones throw away: Now we’re there.