Bullets sing through the skin of an un-armed black man And swim to the heart of the north east side of town. And when they finally found they're way, through decay, to the south side, They were caught in the teeth of rebellion hate and need But the need turned to greed and the hate, it turned to anger And the blue and the brown eyes turned to burning flames
Verse 2 (Kayo Ken) -------------------------------------------------- London' still burning.. and nothing's changed since the riots People ignored the real sparks creating the fires And I aint praising the liars, out chasing desires Instead of pursuing dreams, But I aint blaming them either Cos nothing's the way it seems, They've been living crime movies in private Then decided go public and make a scene Cos they plug products like drugs everyday on our screens Then judge.. and turn their noses up when we change into fiends Its fucked, but imagine going to school and it's shit there Don't want to go home for some love 'coz it doesn't live there You couldn't win there... So wouldn't think fair On the road to insanity 'coz they're driven so quick there And its only mad men that wage these wars Pushing killers to pulling triggers with crazy thoughts You wanna protest but you ran up in JD Sports? You burnt the wrong buildings down trying to change these laws Just think
Bridge (Danny Wilder) -------------------------------------------------- If they sold you coal would you take ashes And taste tobacco smoked through pipes of peace. If the lonely souls of the old and ageing fascists Changed and gave back those years of defeat on your streets
Chorus (Danny Wilder) -------------------------------------------------- Only mad men hold a gun, Only mad men hold a knife. Only mad men, only mad man, Only mad men, only mad men.
Verse 3 (Ali Bla Bla) -------------------------------------------------- It's hard being young, I was 15 when I first saw a gun Someone put one to my face, then my heart darkened with my lungs, Paranoia fathered a son, it was done, lost my faith in humanity Working in a field filled with battle apple trees Don't tit for tatter me with tales of your apathy Will it be your judgement or my machete that's backing me? This heard mentality is rife, we need to let go The same way you panic buy for petrol The same way some might stab a guy from some next road But these aint Hollywood, every corners got a Tesco Shouting ride of die, letting the tek blow But when you die, was your life worth the debt? Hell knows It's like theirs two roads a young man can take One with fear, one with hate For real
Bridge (Danny Wilder) -------------------------------------------------- If they sold you coal would you take ashes And taste tobacco smoked through pipes of peace. If the lonely souls of the old and ageing fascists Changed and gave back those years of defeat on your streets
Chorus (Danny Wilder) -------------------------------------------------- Only mad men hold a gun, Only mad men hold a knife. Only mad men, only mad man, Only mad men, only mad men.
Outro (Danny Wilder) -------------------------------------------------- Only mad men pull the trigger, Only mad men feel bigger, Only mad men get done And only mad men hold a gun. Only mad men push it in, Only mad men pierce the skin, Only mad men get life And only mad men hold a knife.