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