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Aquarius Buried Treasure Callanish S T O N E D Q U A R T Z McMac Pardon? Tattoo Camera Obscura High Creagan The West Highlander Pot Of Gold StarVoyagers Deep Breath Vulpes Vulgaris Richard |
H.M.S. Belfast Firing Range Royal Visit Crisp and Even Elizabeth Great Court S.T. Barnabas Runaway Vengence Weapon No 1 Water Trough Woolwich Ferry CloudBusting Segas Showing My Age 39 Rue Grande Nigel Knows Disco Not Cricket It Is Better Mind How You Go No Flowers Ashes to Ashes R.I.P. Feminist |
Filled a bottle with petrol And flamed the rag made stopper, Drew back the arm, flicked the wrist, Laughed at a flaming copper. Pulled a coping slab From lovingly laid wall And hurled it, curving, scything, From tenement top tall. Smashed a railing spike Through plate glass of chemists shop, Emptied phials down the throat, Waited for the brain to pop. Overthrew a shiny car, Watched it turn to rust, Carried off a ghetto blaster, Left clear fingers in the dust. Chased a frightened girl. violated womankind, Orgy of noise and blood Turned the senses blind. Knife plunged into human flesh, Ecstacy at glistening liquid, Frenzied flailing axe stroke Remove complete protective lid. Death and destruction From most base of animal form, Whose true reward an air filled needle One dark October morn. TOTTENHAM RIOTS 1985 |