Paroles: Kill The Young. Saturday Soldiers.

I don't know you
You don't know me
You're gonna smash my head in!
Here come the soldiers
They are the monsters
They're only seen at night
But in the day time
There's something different
They are the countries salt
He comes between us
Fists are flying
Eyes are burning
Designer violence
Where's his burberry?
Wears his burberry!
I don't know you
You don't know meYou're gonna smash my head in!
I don't know why I bother!
He needs another
Wife beater
Marching powder
His bird's a cheater?
She's a peroxide doll!
I need another Uri Geller
Where's me dealer
Lovely fella!
It makes it all seem right!
I don't know you
You don't know me
You're gonna smash my head in!
I don't know why I bother!
I don't know you, you don't know me, you're gonna smash my head in!

I'm gonna smash your head in!