Urban Guerrilla

I’m an urban guerilla, I make bombs in my cellar
I’m a derelict dweller, I’m a potential killer
I’m a street fighting dancer, I’m a revolutionary romancer
I’m society’s cancer, I’m a suicide bomber
So let’s not talk of love and flowers
And things that don’t explode
We’ve used up all of our magic powers
Trying to do it in the road
Urban guerilla, urban guerilla
Urban guerilla, urban guerilla
I’m a political bandit and you don’t understand it
You took my dream and canned it, it is not the way I planned it
I’m society’s destructor, I’m a petrol bomb constructor
I’m a cosmic light conductor, I’m the people’s debt collector
So watch out Mr. Business Man, your empire’s about to blow
I think you’d better listen, man In case you did not know
Urban guerilla, urban guerilla
Urban guerilla, urban guerilla, let’s go man
I’m an urban guerilla, I make bombs in my cellar
I’m a derelict dweller, I’m a potential killer
I’m a street fighting dancer, I’m a revolutionary romancer
I’m society’s cancer, I’m a suicide bomber
So let’s not talk of love and flowers
And things that don’t explode
We’ve used up all of our magic powers
Trying to do it in the road
Urban guerilla, urban guerilla
Urban guerilla, urban guerilla
Urban guerilla, urban guerilla
Urban guerilla, urban guerilla