Thousands came to face the rain
And the skinny man warns us once again
The dog is mad and we go in fear
But all who love revenge
You must leave here
We will write
We will write to our lovers
And tell our sons and daughters
To remember this well
'Cause we're going through hell this morning
Four by four they knocked us down
Cracking heads we fell without a sound
All through that day and through that night
And not a fist was lifted on our side
And not a fist was lifted on our side