While you`re defending yourself
maybe you`d like to explain
are you a king for a day
is it some ancient campaign
Warpaint your flag on your face
Gather the troops on the line
you never made a mistake
There at the scene of the crime.
Chorus:
blood on your hands
blood on your feet
down in the pouring rain
what do you care
out on the street
we`re gonna drive you insane
nobody else to blame for all that.
Where are the angry young men
where are the fighters or yore
looking for trouble again
looking to settle a score.
Why do you reincarnate
why will you always be here
pour out a nation of hate
pour out an ocean of tears.
(Chorus)
Nobody questions the power elite
who`s gonna take up the strain
nobody else to blame!