You dress in camouflage
I hunt, you sabotage
You squat in my garage, i don’t mind
I live in osterley
You live in… a tree
We live in harmony, of a kind
We’re making one last stand in metroland
You’re somewhere left of marx
I fancy alan clark
But when the diggers start, we both cry
So we won’t be afraid
During the midnight raid
We’ll man the barricades side by side, you and i