Texty: Bedouin Soundclash. Root Fire. Santa Monica.

Well I remember
you used to say that you you want
a revolution
Someday
funny how you thought you'd

Cause I remember you be tied down and screaming
I was this bad boy who never listened
Well no one else wanted the man who can't believe it
And you go down
After all this

Well I remember you be tied down and screaming

[chorus]
Santa Monica
Put up your hands
We surrounded your promised land
The British army
was wating for command
Santa Monica
you've got no chance

And the day was

After all these men go to their beds
And you wish they're back well
Well I remember you be tied down and screaming

[chorus]
Santa Monica
Put up your hands
We surrounded your promised land
British Army
wating for command
Santa Monica
you've got no chance

And the day ends

With sound
All horizons go out with the ground
And you wish you're back well
Well I remember you be tied down and screaming

[chorus]
Santa Monica
Put up your hands
We surrounded your promised land
The British army
wating for command
Santa Monica
you've got no chance

and you wish you're back well
and you wish you're back well
and you wish you're back well

and the day was
and the day was
and the day was

and the day ends when you're tied down and screaming

[chorus]
Santa Monica
Put up your hands
We surrounded your promised land
The British army
wating for command
Santa Monica
you've got no
chance

you've got no
chance
you've got no
chance
you've got no
you've got no
chance