No Pasaran
No pasaran
No pasaran
I see you Oswald Mosley, you nasty little man
(You call it Nationalism; we call it fear and hate)
With your Union of Fascists, and your nasty little plan
(You call it Nationalism; we call it fear and hate)
You want to kick the Jews out, and send them on their way
Return them to the Nazis, condemn them to their fate
But they're fleeing from oppression and coming here in fear
You're a disgrace to the human race and we don't want you here
We'll barricade the city, we'll stop you in your tracks
We'll chase you out of Cable Street…..
Don't bother coming back
No pasaran - You're not welcome here so turn around and run
No nazi scum - Stick your black shirt where it doen't see the sun
No pasaran - You're not welcome here so turn around and run
No nazi scum - Stick your black shirt where it doen't see the sun
We see you Tommy Robinson you thievin' nasty lemon
The name may change but the stench is just the same
We see all of you Fascists; EDL and BNP
The name may change but the stench is just the same
Well it makes me sick and tired, to see another wave
Of persecuting immigrants, and peddling your hate
We've seen it all before, yeah nothing much has changed
You're a disgrace to the human race; the answer's still the same
We'll fight you on the beaches, in the hills and fields and towns
We'll chase you out of Cable Street…..
Don't bother turning round
No pasaran - You're not welcome here so turn around and run
No nazi scum - Stick your black shirt where it doen't see the sun
No pasaran - You're not welcome here so turn around and run
No nazi scum - Stick your black shirt where it doen't see the sun
No pasaran
No pasaran
Listen for the sound of marching feet
Heed the voices of The Ghosts of Cable Street……