I can't blame you for tryin'nWith broken glass halos on your feetnFree shoes, free books for every kid you meetnJoin the serenade on your streetnnYou better rest, then runnYou better rest, then runnYou better rest, then runn'Cos the brothers off the block never had that lucknnThe courage to die for your peoplenYou better set those brothers freenThe courage to die for what you believe innSet those brothers freenYou better set those brothers freennRead about Cable Street in the papersnLiverpool dockers with desperate measuresnDetermined destiny with broken by the bowed down bowsnAnd leather rifles look so meannGive 'em what they neednnYou better rest, then runnYou better rest, then runn'Cos the brothers on the block never had no lucknThe courage to die for your peoplenYou better set those brothers freenFather, son, and brothernTogether in unitynOh, you gotta set those brothers freennAs the fires go low on your faithful soulnGotta reeducate the high streets JoenYou get a bullet in the back for all the promise beaten backnYou get a bullet in the back for all the promise beaten backnYou transcend street corner singer at the age of 22nNow what you gonna donnAnd there's a junkie sunrise over Oakland BridgenAnd there's a junkie sunrise over Oakland BridgenAnd there's a junkie sunrise over Vauxhall BridgenAnd there's a junkie sunrise over Vauxhall BridgennYou better rest, then runnYou better rest, then runnYou better rest, then runnYou better rest, then runn'Cos the brothers off the block never had no lucknnThe courage to die for your peoplenYou better set those brothers freenThe courage to die for what you believe innRevolutionary, dead and buriednHe's a revolutionary, yeahnHe's a revolutionarynOh, he's a revolutionary