1. URBAN GUERILLA

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 two-tone panther
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

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


2. BRAINBOX POLLUTION

Well my body's burning up
And I'm feeling so bad
And I think it must be something that I've just had
Screaming sounds are buzzing through my brain
Am I mad or am I sane?

I can't control my body anymore
It's reaching down into the very core
I've gotta find a way of solving the solution
Is this what they call brainbox pollution?

Take my hand, I'll lead you on
To learn so far, my dreams your own
Is this world that we all find
It's leaving us so far behind