day one exquisite fitted crisis rivets an octagon of red to the ceiling above my bed it's not a conversation piece, like public spectacles unleashed more
and the pope face assassins' Bullets and escape with their lives. But in Cairo Sadat dies in a hail of automatic fire From brixton to Belfast riots rage and fires
Like a volcano I need to explode I'm diving in To lust and sin To be a fool To break the rules I'm running riot (riot) No one will stop me tonight Riot (riot