Your Last Chance

They promised we'd be free, and I believed their lies
As they kept us down, they helped the others rise

Cos the National Front are [bad word] That's what I was told
And I believed in Labour
While Britain was being sold

They sold their papers on the streets, and flew their Union Jacks
But they were [bad word]  at least that's what I was told, so I turned my back

Year by year the party grew, and we were warned of them
Smash the [bad word] on the streets, Smash all Hitler's men

Cos the National Front are [bad word] That's I was told
And I believed in Labour
While Britain was being sold

As years went by the Blacks they grew, and I was getting scared
I could not go out at night, as racial violence flared

The Whites were mugged, raped and killed, I saw it with my eyes
Now was Labour telling truth, or were they telling lies?
The troops took to the streets, to keep the peace by day
But as the night time came around, they kept out of the way

Soon there was a fight, the White minority was dead
I was left alone, hiding with my old mate Ted

Watch out he screamed, here comes the mob, we both ran for our lives
They chased us down an alleyway, armed with switchblade knives
As they came like crazy dogs, doing a war dance
I could see that we were doomed, we never stood a chance

More and more they came, to join the last White hunt
It was then I saw the poster, it said your last chance is the National Front!