(Composição: Paul Weller) Where the streets are paved with blood with cataclysmic overtones Fear and hate linger in the air A strictly no-go deadly zone I don't know what I'm doing here 'cause it's not my scene at all There's an 'A' bomb in Wardour Street They've called in the Army, they've called in the police to. I'm stranded on the vortex floor My head's been kicked in and blood's started to pour Through the haze I can see my girl 15 geezers got her pinned to the door I try to reach her but fall back to the floor 'A' bomb in Wardour Street It's blown up the West End, now it's spreading throughout the City 'A' bomb in Wardour Street, it's blown up the City Now it's spreading through the country Law and order take a turn for the worst In the shape of a size 10 boot Rape and murder throughout the land and they tell you that you're still a free man If this is freedom I don't understand 'cause it seems like madness to me 'A' bomb in Wardour Street, Hate Bomb Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb, Hate Bomb A Phillistine nation, of degredation And hate and war, there must be more It's Doctor Martin's A, P, O, C, A, L, Y, P, S, E Apocalypse
