Warning

Summer UK '93

Controlled substances in hand

Flash photos on location

The final end solution, road block

Cash from chaos received

This sun burns more than you believe

The smell of C.S. gas

Confusion of the mass, cold sweat

Warning out of control

You know we know

Turning your face away

But where to go

Shake it down by any means

You know you've seen this all before

Broken words from loud hailer

Hands raised in the air and no tune

Armed surveillance last dance

Sparks fly at the first glance

Helpless face within the flame

First purge of the new game crass press

Warning out of control

You know we know

Turning your face away

But where to go

Warning out of control

You know we know

Turning your face away

But where to go