When The Time Comes

Lyrics for When The Time Comes

Coming to your street Almost every night the sound is underground ground You're too booming big out of poverty And dreaming up the street And the man who want 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 right '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 people sing to this musical theme And raise their voice Or 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 right 'Cause 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 'Cause when the time comes They're gonna terrorise Coming to your street Almost every night the sound is underground ground You're too brooming 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 him quit And twist his mind Go from behind behind behind behind behind