Verse:
We rob you of your rights… and condemn the minorities
Distracting with one hand…to cement our authority
Paying off politicians – with their shit eating grins.
Acting awful pious – to absolve us of our sins

Chorus:
And with a boot stamping in your face forever
You soon will say that pain is now pleasure…
And with a boot stamping in your face forever
We’ll make you give up the things you should treasure…

Verse:
We view the third world…like a wound we can never treat
So we’ll leave them to fester…and the crumbs of our cake to eat
And why strike off all our debt? Let’s just bail out the banks!
The created a crisis – earning bonuses as thanks!

Chorus:
And with a boot stamping in your face forever
You soon will say that pain is now pleasure…
And with a boot stamping in your face forever
We’ll make you give up the things you should treasure…