When wind blows through a smashed windownThey've got regrets and nowhere to gonWith a smile on our facesnTo the market placennWe never had very innocent mindsnFor retribution we were two of a kindnWhen the college boys firednOur conscience expirednnIt was alright to see them run awaynIt's always alright to see the boys againnRightnnWhy'd they never learnnIs ignorance habitualnIt makes your stomach turnnWe'll get you on the way homennNow these young conservativesnShould have rusks and bibsnNot parliamentary futuresnWe got fruit that'll suit yernnTo top it all you get a pellet in the wallnRight next to your headnGod help us all if they graduatednWe swap stones for their leadnnIt was alright to see them run awaynIt's always alright to see the boys againnRightnnWhy'd they never learnnIs ignorance habitualnIt makes your stomach turnnWe'll get you on the way homennThis stone is a bulletnThis stone is a bullet, in ournShit storm with the bulliesnShit storm with the bulliesnnWhy'd they never learnnIs ignorance habitualnIt makes your stomach turnnWe'll get you on the way homenAnd why when we all freezenWhere'd ya get a coat like thatnOh man, what’s up with that