Rat catch an early recollection
Of group disorder in our street
With half bricks and sticks and sticks of which
Whack me on the head

Not quite hard enough a thump
To determine the nature of things
Not quite hard enough a thump
To determine the nature of things

So, hold still, still, still
I'll nail you down
So, hold still, still, still
I'll nail you down

So who put those questions there
Coming at you double-quick fire
The first hit of political stick left
A bright red sting

Not quite hard enough a thump
To determine the nature of things
Not quite hard enough a thump
To determine the nature of things

So, hold still, still, still
I'll nail you down
So, hold still, still, still
I'll nail you down

Thing is, you can't grow back what is mowed down
Thing is, your own back yard is overgrown
Thing is, you can't grow back what is mowed down
Thing is, your own back yard is overgrown

Knocks and blows and bitterness fashion more
Much more than sympathy
Storms of stones and sticks and half bricks
Reflect how it all is

Storms of stones and sticks and half bricks
The very perfect nature of things
Storms of stones and sticks and half bricks
The very perfect nature of things

So, hold still, still, still
I'll nail you down
So, hold still, still, still
I'll nail you down