The Last Resort
Your friends have
Turned against you
Your back's against the wall
Your mother she won't answer
When you make your collect call
You firebombed the bridges
Back to your homeland
This ain't the way you thought you'd make
Your final stand
Bullet in the chamber
The last resort
Got a needle in your arm
The last resort
What we feel is hatred
The last resort
The gates swing shut at San Quentin
The last resort
They said, God and Country
You laughed in their face
Now you're getting gang raped
Oh, what a disgrace
You thought you were a man
You were just a boy
You ain't nothing
But A.Y.A. skinhead
Don't know a fuckin' thing about oi!
Writer/s: Sam McBride
