Are they at war?
Who can justi fy?
Are you so holy?
Have you got the right?
Who is the judge?
And who is your jury?
Let them get it by decree.
What do you hold in front,
hold in front of them?
It's only your democracy
There's a killer on the streets,
a killer on the trigger
And who is the winner?
And who is the winner?
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton,
a bomb gone off to kill
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton,
a bomb gone off to kill
Killers unite, killers with the right
You hold a pistol or cut by the knife
So cry to me, you cowards,
and countries with the right
The right to take up the fight
Wiped out in a sea of hate
As dust falls in the night
Never to learn till there's
disaster strikes
And there's a killer on the street
A killer on the trigger
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton,
a bomb gone off to kill
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton,
a bomb gone off to kill
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton,
a bomb gone off to kill
There's a bomb gone off, big Brian
A bomb gone off to kill
Are there yet more who can't justify
Are you so holy, have you got the right?
Who is the judge
and who is your jury?
There's a bum gun up in Brighton
A bum gun up to kill
There's a bum gun up in Brighton
A bum gun up to kill
bad, bad,
bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad,