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It's the same old story, same old lies

Not to worry, people die

There's no mercy, can't you see

I.R.A. blood will spill

They were strangers in our land

Lives of victims in our hands

Call of justice so confused

What would happen if the bomb was fused

It's the same old feeling of compromise

They keep on playing with our lives

Got to stop them, won't you please

S.A.S shoot to kill

Murder, murder in the streets - in the streets

It's the same old story, same old lies

Not to worry, people die

There's no mercy, can't you see

I.R.A. blood will spill

Even children had no chance

All formed part of this crazy plan

They were shot, found no guns

Didn't realize what they'd become

It's the same old feeling of compromise

They keep on playing with our lives

Got to stop them, won't you please

S.A.S shoot to kill

Murder, murder in the streets - in the streets