Kill the Bill

Well, a wicked jungle sound system and banging samba band

Has all been overshadowed by a burning police van

It was vital protest action, standing up for what is right

And only one group there that day came dressed up for a fight

(Their shirts were blue and their boots were black and they went on the attack)

Turn off the BBC

Don’t listen to what they sell ya

Don’t get your information off

A rich cunt from Australia

And if you ask me

Is this democracy?

I don’t know what I’d tell ya

(Kill the bill, kill the bill, kill the bill)

Well coming after travellers first’s what fascist regimes do

Once under lock and key, they’ll be coming for you too

It shouldn’t be a crime to lead a different way of life

But it will be if we don’t see the toffs off with a fight

(Stand your ground, stand your ground, no fucking pasaran)

Turn off the BBC

Don’t listen to what they sell ya

Don’t get your information off

A rich cunt from Australia

And if you ask me

Is this democracy?

I don’t know what I’d tell ya

So turn off the BBC

Do not listen to what they tell you

Don’t get your information off

a rich cunt from Australia and

If you ask me

Is this democracy?

I don’t know what I’d tell ya

Turn off the BBC

Don’t listen to what they sell ya

Don’t get your information off

A rich cunt from Australia

And if you ask me

Is this democracy?

I don’t know what I’d tell ya

(Kill the bill, kill the bill, kill the bill)