Vengeance - New Model Army

Escaped the net in '45, hiding out in South America

Protected by money and powerful friends

Hoping the world has forgotten by now

All the things that you did in the Nazi Death camps

The people that you tortured and killed

You can live you life in expectant fear

Sure some day you’ll be made to pay

Ch: I believe in justice

I believe in vengeance

I believe in getting the bastard

Man walks over dressed in flashy clothes

With an empty heart and a head full of money

Puts his arm around the lad of fifteen years

Talks sort of close like a long-lost brother

«It's really cool, all the pop stars do

If you don’t try a little you’d really be a fool

Tell you what I’ll do, I’ll make the first one free

And when you want some more just come back to me»

Loading up the barrels at the warehouse gates

Men in overalls on double rates

Put the stuff in the river and away for a beer

Don’t worry too much, they don’t live around here

And the poison seeps into every pore

Every child’s eyes, every innocent’s sore

Everybody knows behind the closed doors

Kick down the doors, kick down the doors

Ch: I believe in justice

I believe in vengeance

I believe in getting the bastard

Top-dog fascist gets the boys in the corner

Plants poison where there was just confusion

Walks away scot-free and laughing

Rides on the tide as the cancer grows

And the business man on corruption charges

With millions of dollars in dirty money

Gets a thousand pound fine after months in court

While the lawyers get fat and the law gets bought

Ch: I believe in justice

I believe in vengeance

I believe in getting the bastard