Constantines - Young Offenders Lyrics

Curse the corpses, call in the futurists
This is the ballad of the young offenders
Leave no manifestos, save graffiti in the train yard
These legs were made to run

When the dares pick a victim
The railhead blues will play
The drunken brutes on main street
Will soon be laid away

Suppression is a state
We will not be diplomatic
Suppression is a state

Young hearts, be free tonight
Time is on your side

Can I get a witness?