Gary Moore - Fanatical Fascists: lyrics de la chanson

(Philip Lynott)
There's a new sensation
playin' across the nation.
Just don't care, they just don't care.
They'll eat your heart out
before you start out.
Just don't care, they just don't care.

Every dog will have it's own way.
Throw out the old, bring in the new, they say.
Every dog will have it's new day.
Just don't care, just don't care.

Fanatical fascists with Italian mustaches
just don't care, they just don't care.
They'll beat your brains in
so stop your complaining.
Just don't care, they just don't care.

Your heart is leaning to the left,
but your hand in your pocket
it leads you to the right.
Your heart is leaning to the left,
but the fight is tonight.
The fight's tonight.

Oh, no, no, oh, no, no.
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no.
Oh, no, no, oh, no, no.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

They just don't care, just don't care.
Just don't, just don't care.
Just don't, just don't care.
Just don't, just don't care.