Are they at war, who can justify?
Are you so holy, have you got the right?
Who is the judge and who is your jury?
Or let them get it by decree?
What do you hold in front, hold in front of them?
It's only your Democracy

There a killer on the street, a killer on the trigger
And who is the winner, and who is the winner
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill

Killers Unite, killers with the right
Do you hold the pistol or cut by the knife
So cry to me of cowards, and countries with the right,
The right to take up a fight
Wiped out in a sea of hate, as dust falls in the night
Never to learn till disaster strikes

There a killer on the street, a killer on the trigger
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill

Are they at war, who can justify?
Are you so holy, have you got the right?
Who is the judge and who is your jury?
Or let them get it by decree?
What do you hold in front, hold in front of them?
It's only your Democracy

There's a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill
There's a bomb gone off in Brighton, a bomb gone off to kill