Lyrics

I got a moral dilemma; it changes with the weather You think you're pretty smart but you ain't that clever I hate violence and here come the cops All great truths end in paradox! Stand up for your rights Riot! Riot! Riot! Riot! We're gonna riot tonight! From old LA to Moscow town The Cops are bringing their truncheons down Too much tension on the dance floor Tear gas gets in your chokey, chokey throat
Writer(s): Keith Charles Curtis, John Robb, Robert Paul Haynes, Murney, Robert Byrchmore Peter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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