Saturday Sunday lyrics

There's nothing new
In this sad story
The slaughter of innocence
Without glory
At the foot of your hill
Without warning
The center of operations
They attack in the morning
Now you can lie
Like a lamb before them
You can dance in the dawn
You can even ignore them
But with your skin on file
There's no escape
PC Keens got the snap shots
And he knows your face
And the press will declare
That you are all mad and insane
And you'll be accused
Of not playing the game
You'll stand in the court
And declare your bravery
For fighting all this
That brings us all slavery
But they won't even see you
They won't even hear you
Because you are the truth
So nothing can save you
And the southern intelligence unit will say
Thanks to you PC Keen
You've saved the day