For liberty there is a cost It's broken skulls and leather cosh From the boys in uniform Now you know whose side they're on With backing, with blessing From earthly gods not heaven A stone's throw away to it all Whatever pleasures those who get From stripping skin with rhino whip Are the kind that must be stopped Before their kind take all we've got With loving, with caring They take great pride in working The stone's throw away to it all Whenever honesty persists You'll hear the snap of broken ribs Of anyone wholl take no more Of the lying bastards roar In Chile, in Poland Johannesburg, South Yorkshire A stone's throw away: now we're there