Real Animal - The House Of Love

There’s a policman in me

A real animal

I’m the angry young soldier ripping sofas in Belfast

I’m the thug on the street

And I mug whom I meet

I’m so misunderstood and yes if I could there’d be a gun in my hand

If you don’t understand

I’ll shoot you cold where you stood

And they’ll drop your blood

You’ll never be stopped

Be a policeman in England

And if you do just tell them who your father is

And don’t despair

They only hate you for what you wear

And if they beat you in the dark room remember that you’re English

And there’s someone who cares

Let’s hope there’s profit to share

With the churches around us

They can’t crucify you cause it’s

Been done before

Imigrants training to be citizens

Let’s hope they bury their past as they were burried as victims

Take this shovel now at you

Worship our Royalty

You’re in England a soldier

A working man’s pillar

Celebrate in our lies

Adore your children

You’re a beggar, a vulture, a king

On a mountain

So don’t be afraid