Red crosses and broken flagpoles
Never made much sense to you
Four letters and fields of carrion
All of your false right to undo

A man and half his nation
Stood against the world today
Striped of his colours and rank
And gave him hell to pay

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Watch your back
Cold meat

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Vultures circling my head
And vultures circling the dead
Vultures circling my head
And vultures circling the dead

Stood up for your right to speak out
But now you have been silenced
No exception make no price
For the tounge that witnessed violence

Misguided patronism
What you believed in wasn't right
So fuck the colours and fuck the rank
We'll give them hell tonight.

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