Urban Guerilla

Chaos UK

Khaki trousers, army boots 
Clothes worn by today's youth 
An unseen war without the crime 
Population growing all the time 
Fighting against their so-called masters 
Without the aid of bombs and plasters 
Mummy worrying, What shall we do 
Father says, Put 'em in a zoo 
Politicians blab the crap 
Vote for me, I'm a clever chap 
We know he's just a bore 
What the hell does he take us for 
We must fight their so-called schemes 
Put an end to their shit regime 
Come on, chaps, just join the call up: 
You're just one big fucking balls up