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
There`s an `A` bomb in Wardour Street
They`ve called in the Army, they`ve called in the police to.
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
15 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 throughout the City,
`A` bomb in Wardour Street, it`s blown up the City
Now it`s spreading through the country.
Law and order take 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 Street, Hate Bomb,
Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb.
A Phillistine nation, of degredation,
And hate and war. There must be more
It`s Doctor Martin`s A,P,O,C,A,L,Y,P,S,E,
Apocalypse!