Once we were loversnAgainst all the othersnSimply defeatednThey knew they were done fornElected assassinsnOr friends of assassinsnI suppose under pressurenWe drifted apartnnOh, what have they done for you?nOh, what have they done for you?nWe used to laugh in the sunnWe made the philistines runnNow look what they've donennThey become fascistsnTo save their interestsnThey think that the homelessnShould remain homelessnThey try and make wild onesnJust good factory handsnBut when you play their gamenThey give you your cardsnnTogether we can vote them outnAnd make ours a better timenI'll see you on the barricadesnOn Bromford BridgenAnd Saltley Gate & Vinen