Tension rising a hot summers night
On the British streets the time was right
Get taste of your own medicine
From the people you look at with disdain
Tension rising
British youth
At the bottom
Accepted by none
Rise up, riot
British youth
Too much pressure that was the truth
A forgotten generation that didn’t fit in
Stop and search and don’t question
We got you now man we got S.U.S
You don’t fit in and you’re not like us
Tension rising
British youth
At the bottom
Accepted by none
Riot riot
British youth
Too much pressure that was the truth
Complete control with a push and a shove
Following the orders from above
Too much pressure
What did they expect
From the detached youth what happened next
It didn’t work out they saw through the sh*t
And a petrol bomb destroyed their dream
A burnt out car and anarchy
A suppressed but united community