ฟังเพลงWhen The Time Comes (Album Version)

Gonna get you,

Gonna get you,

Gonna get you,

Coming to your street

Almost every night the sound is underground

You're too booming big out of poverty

And cleaning up the street

And the man who wants to stand for his piece of land

Is pushed aside

'Cause he don't quite fit

Tryin' to make it quit

And twist his mind

Go from behind

Call out the hitmen

Mercy make him stop and realise

That when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

And I hear every day what you say

That the man's still got his rights

'Cause when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

A brother on the street

Met a small time hoakie hood who played guitar

They were strictly middle class

Saying this would never pass

They don't belong

Will the people sing to this musical theme

And raise their voice

Will we have to say

That they just can't play their guitar

Or go very far

Call out the hitmen

Mercy make him stop and realise

That when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

And I hear every day what you say

That the man's still got his rights

But when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

Sweet soul sister

Meets John from Leicester

And they fall in love

They just get by

On the government supply

But it's not enough

Call out the hitmen

Mercy make him stop and realise

That when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

And I hear every day what you say

That the man's still got his rights

But when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

Call out the hitmen

Mercy make him stop and realise

That when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

And I hear every day what you say

That the man's still got his rights

But when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

Call out the hitmen

Mercy make him stop and realise

That when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

And I hear every day what you say

That the man's still got his rights

But when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

Call out the hitmen

Mercy make him stop and realise

That when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

And I hear every day what you say

That the man's still got his rights

But when the time comes

They're gonna terrorise

Coming to your street

Almost every night the sound is underground

Ground, ground, ground

You're too brooming big out of poverty

And cleaning up the street

Street street street

And the man who wants to stand for his piece of land

Is pushed aside

Aside aside

'Cause he don't quite fit

Tryin' to make him quit

And twist his mind mind mind

Go from behind behind behind behind behind

behind behind behind behind behind behind behind