Just another figure in the newspaper Just another bloodstain on the ground Just another victim of this once great land Could you tell me when salvation will be found? Just another prayer for the dying, Just words spinning round in my head Just another prayer for the dying, Just a requiem for the dead Men in white hall sit, drinking their champagne Whilst our people fight for very life itself Now we're second class in our own countries In poverty whilst they build up their wealth So now another victim is forgotten A murder just glossed over like a dream, When the politicians tell you that they stand for you, Remember, they are never what they seem