The atmosphere's strange 

Out on the town 

Music for pleasure 

It's not music no more 

Music to dance to 

Music to move 

This is music to march to 

IT'S a war dance 



A war dance 



Look at graffiti 

Scrawled on the wall 

You know the the reason 





Outside the door 

You got something 

Nasty in your mind 

Trying to get out 

IT'S a war dance 



A war dance 



We walk round the pitch 

Honesty is sick 

Try to be honest 

Look what you get 

The food runs short 

And then the money talks 

One way out 

YOUR PREMONITION IS CORRECT



A war dance