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Urban Guerrilla

I'm an urban guerrilla

I make bombs in my cellar

I'm a derelict dweller

I'm a potential killer

I'm a street fighting dancer

I'm a revolutionary romancer

My rising sign is Cancer

I'm a two-tone panther

So let's not talk of love and flowers

And things that don't explode

We've used up all of our magic powers

Trying to do it in the road

I'm a political bandit

And you don't understand it

You took my dream and canned it

It is not the way I planned it

I'm society's destructor

I'm a petrol bomb constructor

I'm a cosmic light conductor

I'm the people's debt collector

So watch out Mr. Business Man

Your empire's about to blow

I think you'd better listen, man

In case you did not know

I'm an urban, an urban guerrilla

Alright

Listen

You've gotta stay cool, now

You've gotta stay cool

You've gotta stay cool, 'cause I think you're gonna blow it

You've gotta stay cool when you're walkin' on the streets now

You've gotta stay cool when you're lookin' in the alleyway

You've gotta stay cool when you're creepin' in those office blocks

You've gotta stay cool when you're lurkin' in the factory

You've gotta stay cool, got a machine gun in my hand

You've gotta stay cool I wanna blow up all the

You've gotta stay cool, got a hand grenade