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