Hawkwind:Urban Guerilla

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“Urban Guerilla”
Artist: Hawkwind
Albums: Doremi Fasol Latido (1972)
The Hawkwind Collection (1986)
Live & Rare: Onward Flies the Bird (1997)

I'm an urban guerilla
I make bombs in my cellar
I'm a derelict dweller
I'm a potential killer
I'm a street fighting dancer
I'm a revolution romancer
Rising sign is cancer
I'm a two-tone panther

So let's not talk of love and flowers
And things that don't explode
You know we've used up all of our magic powers
Trying to do it in the road

I'm a political bandit
And you just don't understand it
You took my dream and canned it
It's not the way I planned it
I'm society's destructor
I'm a petrol bomb constructor
I'm a cosmic light conductor
I'm the people's debt collector

So watch out Mister Businessman
Your empire's about to blow
You know I think you had better listen man
In case ya did not know
I'm an urban guerilla

I'm an urban guerilla
I make bombs in my cellar
I'm a derelict dweller
I'm a potential killer
I'm a street fighting dancer
I'm a revolution romancer
Rising sign is cancer
I'm a two-tone panther

So let's not talk of love and flowers
And things that don't explode
Yeah, you know, used up all of our magic powers
Trying to do it in the road

I'm a political bandit
And you just don't understand it
You took my dream and canned it
It's not the way I planned it
Society's destructor
I'm a petrol bomb constructor
A cosmic light conductor
I'm the people's debt collector
All right


Live version (The Hawkwind Collection)

I'm an urban guerilla
I make bombs in my cellar
I'm a derelict dweller
I'm a potential killer
Street fighting dancer
I'm a revolution romancer
Rising sign is cancer
I'm a two-tone panther

So let's not talk of love and flowers
Things that don't explode
Used up all of our magic powers
Trying to do it in the road

I'm a political bandit
And you don't understand it
Took my dream and canned it
It's not the way I planned it
Society's destructor
I'm a petrol bomb constructor
Cosmic light conductor
I'm the people's debt collector

So watch out Mister Businessman
Your empire's about to blow
Think you'd better listen man
In case you did not know

I'm an urban
Urban guerilla I'm an urban
Urban guerilla I'm an urban
Urban guerilla I'm an urban
Urban guerilla all right

Listen
Gotta stay cool now
Gotta stay cool
You gotta stay cool
Gotta stay cool
Gotta stay cool

(Gotta stay cool)
'Cos I think you're gonna blow it
(Gotta stay cool)
When you're walking down the street now
(Gotta stay cool)
When you're lurking in the alleyway
(Gotta stay cool)
When you're sneaking in those office blocks
(Gotta stay cool)
When you're lurking in the factory
(Gotta stay cool)
A machine gun in my hand
(Gotta stay cool)
I wanna blow up all the fuckers man
(Gotta stay cool)
I got a hand grenade
(Gotta stay cool)
When I'm chopping in the car down
(Gotta stay cool)
I'm a petrol bomb destructor man
(Gotta stay cool)
I'm an urban guerilla
(Gotta stay cool)
When I'm lurking in the factory
(Gotta stay cool)
In those office blocks
(Gotta stay cool)
Gotta gotta gotta stay
(Gotta stay cool)
Gotta gotta gotta stay
(Gotta stay cool)
Gotta gotta gotta stay
(Gotta stay cool)
Gotta stay cool now
Gotta stay cool now

I'm an urban guerilla
I make bombs in my cellar
I'm a derelict dweller
I'm a potential killer
Street fighting dancer
I'm a revolution romancer
Rising sign is cancer
Two-tone panther

So watch out Mister Businessman
Your empire's about to blow
Think you'd better listen man
In case you did not know

I'm an urban
Urban guerilla I'm an urban
Urban guerilla I'm an urban
Urban guerilla I'm an urban
Urban guerilla I'm an urban
Urban guerilla I'm an urban
Urban guerilla