Running through Brixton with an axe in my hand feeling lotta shit inside I don’t understand

Feeney and me got mighty big plans now I’m Running through Brixton with an axe in my hand

Running through Brixton with an axe in my hand all I wanna do’s have a rocknroll band

Feeney and me got mighty big plans now I’m Running through Brixton with an axe in my hand

O says me 12 3 I’m not sure I’m ever gonna be

O you whore 654 I’m turning up with an axe at your door

Running through Brixton with an axe in my hand all I wanna do’s have a rocknroll band

Out of my way the taste of blood in my mouth Rubber tyres burning all the way to Clapham South

O says me 12 3 I’m not sure I’m ever gonna be

O you whore 654 I’m turning up with an axe at your door

They’re lining Tower Bridge like murderous crows

I’m running willy nilly don’t know where I’m gonna go

Got anger in my gunny sack nobody understands

I’m running through Brixton with an axe in my hand

12 3 all I see is mounting chaos and insanity

654 I’m at your door who’s the hero and who’s the whore?

make your choice Raise your voice the blade strikes down and

Running through Brixton with an axe in my hand all I wanna do’s have a rocknroll band

Feeney and me got mighty big plans now I’m Running through Brixton with an axe in my hand

I live for a moment that I felt that night all the young braves and the fire burned bright

Thirty-five years I’m still the same man still running through Brixton with an axe in my hand

still running through Brixton with an axe in my hand

running through Brixton running through Brixton running through Brixton with an axe in my hand