2,3,4
We´re walking through the cellar-- In the middle of the night
Holding in my shaking hand a box of dynamite
Guards are up above me-- They’re searching all the rooms
They’re holding flames and torches-- Just lighting up the gloom
Walking down the corridor-- Their armor shining bright
I’m hiding in the corner-- Tomorrow night´s the night
Go
We´re crawling through the dungeon--Among the dirt, dust and smell
I’m gonna use this gun powder to blow the government to hell
Fools are waiting with powder kegs galore
Standing in Big Ben’s shadow just hiding from the law
Walking down the corridor-- Their armor shining bright
I’m hiding in the corner-- Tomorrow night´s the night
Rock
Way down in the cellar-- We lay the fuses down
We hear the guards approaching-- Our hearts begin to pound
Voices getting louder-- They’re getting very near
The flames get my attention as it dances on their spears
Walking down the corridor-- Their armor shining bright
I’m hiding in the corner-- Tomorrow night´s the night
2,3,4
2,3,4
They suddenly start to rush us-- And now all hell breaks loose
I know I’ve got to win this fight-- To escape the hangman’s noose
Friend’s lye there dying-- Around the blood stained floor
They lead me down the walkway to the torture chamber door
Drag me across the big room--They tie me to the rack
The torturer turned the big wheel-- They tried to break my back
They asked for confession-- They want one right away
My sympathizers have the plans to use another day
Let´s go
