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Angelic Upstarts - Bandiera Rossa
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Angelic Upstarts - Anti Nazi
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Angelic Upstarts - England
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Angelic Upstarts - Solidarity
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Angelic Upstarts - Brighton Bomb
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Angelic Upstarts - Empty Street
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Angelic Upstarts - Everyday
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Angelic Upstarts - Guns For The Afghan Rebels
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Angelic Upstarts - Heart Attack In Paris
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Angelic Upstarts - I Don't Wanna Fight The Soviet
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Angelic Upstarts - I Stand Accused
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Angelic Upstarts - I Understand
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Angelic Upstarts - I Wanna Knighthood
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Angelic Upstarts - I Won't Pay For Liberty
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Angelic Upstarts - I'm An Upstart
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Angelic Upstarts - Kids On The Street
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Angelic Upstarts - Last Night Another Soldier
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Angelic Upstarts - Leave Me Alone
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Angelic Upstarts - Lonely man of Spandau
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Angelic Upstarts - Machine Gun Kelly
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Angelic Upstarts - Mr. Politician
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Angelic Upstarts - Never 'Ad Nothing
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Angelic Upstarts - Never Again
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Angelic Upstarts - Never Return To Hell
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Angelic Upstarts - Police Oppression
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Angelic Upstarts - Power Of The Press
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Angelic Upstarts - Shotgun Solution
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Angelic Upstarts - Soldier
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Angelic Upstarts - Stab In The Back
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Angelic Upstarts - Students Power
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Angelic Upstarts - Teenage Warning
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Angelic Upstarts - The Murder Of Liddle Towers
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Angelic Upstarts - Two Million Voices
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Angelic Upstarts - We Are The People
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Angelic Upstarts - White Riot
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Angelic Upstarts - Woman In Disguise
Soldier
Angelic Upstarts
Talking to the people there if the people would
Some just stared in hatred, and others turned in pain
And the lonely British soldier wished he was back home again
Come join the British Army! said the posters in his town
See the world and have your fun, come serve before the Crown
The jobs were hard to come by and he could not face the dole
So he took his country's shilling and enlisted on the roll
For there was no fear of fighting, the Empire long was lost
Just ten years in the army getting paid for being bossed
Then leave a man experienced a man who's made the grade
A medal and a pension, some mem'ries and a trade
Then came the call to Ireland as the call had came before
Another bloody chapter in an endless civil war
The priests they stood on both sides the priests they stood behind
Another fight in Jesus's name the blind against the blind
The soldier stood between them, between the whistling stones
And then the broken bottles that led to broken bones
The petrol bombs that burnt his hands the nails that pierced his skin
And now wished that he'd stayed at home surrounded by his kin
The station filled with people the soldier soon was bored
But better in the station than where the people warred
The room filled up with mothers with daughters and with sons
Who stared with itchy fingers at the soldier and his gun
A yell of fear a screech of brakes the shattering of glass
The window of the station broke to let the package pass
A scream came from the mothers as they ran towards the door
Dragging children crying from the bomb upon the floor
The soldier stood and could not move his gun he could not use
He knew the bomb had seconds and not minutes on the fuse
He could not run to pick it up and throw it in the street
There were far too many people there, too many running feet
Take cover! yelled the soldier, Take cover for your lives
And the Irishmen threw down their young and stood before their wives
They turned towards the soldier, their eyes alive with fear
For God's sake save our children or they'll end their short lives here
The soldier moved towards the bomb his stomach like a stone
Why was this his battle God why was he alone
He lay down on the package and he murmured one farewell
To those at home in England to those he loved so well
He saw the sights of summer felt the wind upon his brow
The young girls in the city parks how precious were they now
The soaring of the swallow the beauty of the swan
The music of the turning world so soon would it be gone
A muffled soft explosion and the room began to quake
The soldier blown across the floor his blood a crimson lake
They never heard him cry or shout they never heard him moan
And they turned their children's faces from the blood and from the bones
The crowd outside soon gathered and the ambulances came
To carry off the body of a pawn lost to the game
And the crowd they clapped and cheered and they sang their rebel songs
One soldier less to interfere where he did not belong
But will the children growing up learn at their mothers' knees
The story of that soldier who bought their liberty
Who used his youthful body as a means towards the end
Who gave his life to those who called him murderer not friend