For liberty there is a cost
It's broken skulls and leather cosh
From the boys in uniform
Now you know whose side they're on
With backing, with blessing
From earthly gods not heaven
A stone's throw away to it all
Whatever pleasures those who get
From stripping skin with rhino whip
Are the kind that must be stopped
Before their kind take all we've got
With loving, with caring
They take great pride in working
The stone's throw away to it all
Whenever honesty persists
You'll hear the snap of broken ribs
Of anyone wholl take no more
Of the lying bastards roar
In Chile, in Poland
Johannesburg, South Yorkshire
A stone's throw away: now we're there
