Riot shields, I don't care
Bovver boots and petrol bombs
They'll all run before too long
I'm sick and tired of this life
Nothing but trouble and strife »
Start a Riot
Last Train to Nowhere
by Riot 99
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petrol bombs and barricades
Anything to have our say
Consequence of no choice at all
Empires rise and empires fall
It's time to flip some coins »
The Apollo Programme Was a Hoax
The Shape of Punk to Come
by Refused
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no soldiers
Yet they were killed before my eyes
Burnt out houses petrol bombed
Down the street where I was born
Screams of terror haunts my mind »
Insanity
Let's Start a War...Said Maggie One Day
by The Exploited
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planned it
I'm society's destructor
I'm a petrol bomb constructor
I'm the people's debt collector
I'm a cosmic light conductor
So watch out Mr. »
Urban Guerilla [Original Promo Film]
Space Ritual [Collector's Edition]
by Hawkwind
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an uproar, their troops are marching in
With determination in their eyes they've rallied all again
[chorus:]
Come on, come on
Give me a petrol bomb
The riot »
Petrol Bomb
Westworld
by Oxymoron
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a bottle and stone
Dem ha' fling petrol bomb
Co' dem ha' fling petrol bomb
Mind Natty Dreadlocks
Mind di truth happen Natty Dreadlocks
Coz Natty »
Skinhead
Voice of Thunder
by Prince Far I
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There is a future if you can take the pace
One day soon you know your time is gonna come
You ain't trapped on the outside, you gotta run
petrol bombs »
One Day Soon
Punker Than F*ck: The Best of One Way System
by One Way System
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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. »
Urban Guerrilla
Road Hawks
by Hawkwind
|
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 »
Urban Guerilla
Collection [Castle]
by Hawkwind
|
clicked on a mouse
He didn't know me, we never spoke,
He didn't ask my opinion or canvass for my vote
I guess its true, nobody cares
'Til those petrol »
NPWA
England, Half English
by Billy Bragg & the Blokes
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the gun, broken bottle, petrol bomb
There is no future when the past soon come.
And when they come to ethnically cleanse me
Will you speak out? Will you »
Ich Bin Ein Auslander
RSVP
by Pop Will Eat Itself
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the past has strange way of rearing its head
Just when she think it were dusted and dead
It's like petrol bombs come flying through the window
Cause there's »
Strange Behaviour
Brand New Second Hand
by Roots Manuva
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A thousand souls screaming in pain,
As incendiary bombs detonate,
The smell of phosphor and petrol mix with the stench of burning flesh,
Firestorms rage »
Where Angels Fear to Tread
Where Ironcrosses Grow
by Dismember
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there was no government, wouldn't there be chaos
Everybody running round, setting petrol bombs off?
And if there was no police force, tell me what you'd »
Yes Sir, I Will
Christ the Bootleg
by Crass
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He got a sheath made of plastic
Grabs it over his head
Forty gallons of petrol
Gonna burn you all dead
A forty-five strapped to his side »
Holy Hack Jack
In Sickness & In Health
by Demented Are Go
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blackened it with petrol
And oiled it's little wings
I tainted the breeze
As I threw it to the wind
And there's room in my diary for you, my friend »
Deaths Diary
Enchanted
by Marc Almond
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I pumped bomb on the calm, with no alarm
and never thought that it would get to my moms
But when she found out, she made me take the pound out »
Streets of the Ghetto
Roxbury 02119
by Ed O.G & da Bulldogs
|
and half snap ya
Kodak moments I capture, like an escaped
Convict, Pearl Harbor, bomb shit
Handle be I, on some calm shit
I can't get enough of it, »
Can't Get Enough of It
Hell on Earth
by Mobb Deep
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lookin back
[both] constant
[Foxy] Some Don shit, Foxy, get ready to
[both] bomb shit
[Foxy] Blink a eye, missed the comment
The calmest, it's not »
The Promise
Ill Na Na
by Havoc
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call in a bomb squad, cause I'm gonna blow
You and your voice and your rhyme out the window
Fall and you break and you cook and I bake and you cry
You »
No B.S. Allowed
Blood, Sweat & No Tears
by Stetsasonic
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limos pull your thongs in, from here to Wisconsin
Droppin this A-bomb make, tough MC's, put on Avon
Eject your wigs in Hunts Point, your pumps in »
I Run Rap
First Come, First Served
by Dr. Dooom
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the streets hot
With the heat from the glock
and I pop holes in ya Chevy block
And I pop those if ya ready or not get set go
Burn you with the petrol, wet those »
Get Bacc Time
Lynch by Inch: Suicide Note [Bonus DVD]
by Brotha Lynch Hung
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limos pull your thongs in, from here to Wisconsin
Droppin this A-bomb make, tough MC's, put on Avon
Eject your wigs in Hunts Point, your pumps in »
I Run Rap
Definition of Ill [2 CD]
by BBC National Orchestra of Wales
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