Paroles de Last Stand In Metroland

You dress in camouflage I hunt, you sabotage You squat in my garage, I don't mind I live in Osterley You live in... a tree We live in harmony, of a kind We're making one last stand in Metroland You're somewhere left of Marx I fancy Alan Clark But when the diggers start, we both cry So we won't be afraid During the midnight raid We'll man the barricades side by side, you and I