Lyrics Stiff Little Fingers

Stiff Little Fingers

Be True to Yourself

You gotta show me gotta make see

You gotta give me one good reason

And just because they don't agree

It doesn't make them guilty of treason

You say we've got to fight fire with fire

We can never let them win

We got to build ourselves a funeral pyre

It's just the world that we're living in

You know everything changes

There can be no turning back

We're pointing guns in the faces of strangers

I hear the shout attack attack attack

It's a fine, fine deviding line

Between the truth and the lies sometimes

I don't know what you hope to find

I only know you got to be true to yourself

And no you're out there on the fields of glory

Fighting for my freedom

I know it sounds like the same old story

But you've got to stand up for what you believe in

You know everything changes

There can be no turning back

We're pointing guns in the faces of strangers

I hear the shout attack attack attack

It's a fine, fine deviding line

Between the truth and the lies sometimes

I don't know what you hope to find

I only know you got to be true to yourself

Sometimes it's hard what's right and what's wrong

Sometimes I feel like I don't even belong