Banned From The Roxy

Banned from the Roxy... O.K.
I never much liked playing there anyway.
They said they only wanted well behaved boys,
Do they think guitars and microphones are just [bad word] toys?
 [bad word] 'em, I chosen to make my stand,
Against what I feel is wrong with this land.
They just sit there on their overfed [bad word] 
Feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes.
They keep their [bad word] power cause their finger's on the button,
They've got control and won't let it be forgotten.
The [bad word] of their reality is at the wrong end of a gun,
The proof of that is Belfast and that's no [bad word] fun.
Seeing the squaddy lying in the front yard,
Seeing the machine guns resting on the fence.
Finding the entrance to your own front door is barred
And they've got the [bad word] nerve to call it defence.
Seems their defence is just the threat of strength,
Protection for the privileged at any length.
The government protecting their profits from the poor,
The rich and the fortunate chaining up the door.
Afraid that the people may ask for a little more
Than the [bad word] they get. The [bad word] they get.
The [bad word] they get. The [bad word] they get.
The [bad word] they get. The [bad word] they get.
The [bad word] they get. The [bad word] they get.
DEFENCE? [bad word]  IT'S NOTHING LESS THEN WAR
AND NO ONE BUT THE GOVERNMENT KNOWS WHAT THE [bad word] IT'S FOR.

Oh yes they say it's defence, they say it's decency,
Mai Lai, Hiroshima, know what I mean?
The same [bad word] lies with depressing frequency,
They say "We had to do it to keep our lives clean"
Well whose like? Whose [bad word] life?
Who the [bad word] are they talking to?
Whose life? Whose [bad word] life?
I tell you one thing, it ain't me and you.
And their system, christ, they're everywhere,
School, army, church, corporation deal.
[bad word] up reality based on fear,
[bad word] conspiracy to stop you feeling real.
Well ain't got me, I'd say their [bad word] wrong,
I ain't quite ready with my gun, but I've got my song...
Banned from the Roxy, well O.K.
I never much liked playing there anyway.
GUNS.