歌词
Storm clouds on the horizon
Tension in the town
Pressure building up
Rumours going round
Money running short
Down to our last pound
Don't let the bastards grind you down
Welcome to equality
This is what it's like
This is what it's like
Equal shit for everyone
When you go on strike
Storm clouds on the horizon
Storm clouds on the horizon
Problems in the home
Help me, the economy is simply in freefall
Cutting down on booze and fags and even on football
The economic indices make the blood chill
Without Ford, your trade figures are simply roadkill
Storm clouds on the horizon
Tension in the town
Pressure building up
Rumours going round
Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown
Don't let that bastard grind you down
We have to bust this strike
Be ruthless, get it done
Or if you don't, we're out of here
We will move to Belgium
This is a rough patch, I readily admit
But please don't go to Belgium
'Cos Belgium's really shit!
Storm clouds on the horizon (horizon)
Tension in the town (tension in the town)
Pressure building up (pressure building)
Rumours going round (pressure building)
Money running short (pressure building)
Down to our last pound (down to our last pound)
Don't let the bastards grind you down
Don't let the bastards grind you down
It ain't about you
It ain't 'bout the law
It's three thousand families
Unemployed and poor
Don't let the bastards grind you down
The bastards (grind you down)
The bastards (grind you down)
The bastards (grind you down)