Red Smoke

Red smoke, like the roofs of the Vatican

Let go, let the bastards batter 'em

They know, where they can go and can’t

'Cause boundaries mean nowt to the veteran's heart

There’s a wave coming in the name of a fucking revenant

Take what you wanna take, take what you want and then

Pack up the bodies and push off the ropes

Singing here we, here we, here we fucking go

Red smoke, in the lungs of authority

Let go, leave the pissed up apology

They know, where they can go and can’t

Through bottles and bruises and broken guitars

There’s a wave coming in the name of a fucking revenant

Take what you wanna take, take what you want and then

Light up the batons and back up to charge

Tie up your laces, this city is ours

And it won’t be long till they return

For the ruckus, riots and the overturn

It won’t be long, little maniac

So round up the rebels, prepare to attack, it’s coming back

There’s a wave coming in the name of a fucking revenant

Take what you wanna take, take what you want and then

Pack up the bodies and push off the ropes

And it won’t be long till they return

For the ruckus, riots and the overturn

Yeah, it won’t be long, little maniac

So round up the rebels, prepare to attack

It won’t be long till they return

For the ruckus, riots and the overturn

It won’t be long, my little maniac

So round up the rebels, prepare to attack, it’s coming back