Flight jackets

You and me, we're gonna see a new revolution
This time it's gotta be the final solution
Let the cities burn, let the streets run red
If you ain't white, you'll be dead

Flight jackets and Doc Martens
Our hair is short and our knives are sharpened
Flight jackets and Doc Martens
Our guns are loaded
And the war has been started

As for us we know that there is no turning back
We're committed to the final attack
Like a family we are as one
And we'll keep fighting till our mission is done