The crowd mass like soldier ants in the middle of the city square
Antagonists spout their catalysts and the tempers start to flare
Blacks and the whites, it's a life size game of chess
But nobody gets a checkmate here, just a stab in the back

Smashed windows, smoke billows, the town comes under attack
On the street the crowd advance, and the law can't hold them back
Petrol bombs flying through the air, come close enough to singe your hair
Who gets burnt? You don't care! You don't give a fuck!

Riot! Riot! You're gonna get your fucking heads kicked in!
Riot! Riot! You're gonna get your fucking heads kicked in!

Sticks and stones and broken bones, you catch a man on his jack
Boots fly and a body cries, as his head goes down with a crack
Small fry gets a glass in the eye, there's a kick in the balls for this prat
Stamp on his face! Put his nose out of place! Do you feel better for that?

Riot! Riot! You're gonna get your fucking heads kicked in!
Riot! Riot! You're gonna get your fucking heads kicked in!
Riot! Riot! You're gonna get your fucking heads kicked in!
Riot! Riot! You're gonna get your fucking heads kicked in!

Ins

If you've got nothing better to do, you've been cursed with a simple mind
You wouldn't even know the difference, if you were blind
And even though your eyesight's good, you can't seem to get it into your head
When your spilling blood, whatever your club, red is red!

Riot! Riot! You're gonna get your fucking heads kicked in!
Riot! Riot! You're gonna get your fucking heads kicked in!