There ’s fighting on the Ieft
And marching on the right
Don ’t Iook up in the sky
You ’re gonna die of fright
Here comes the razors edge
You ’re Iiving on the edge
Don ’t know wrong from right
They ’re breathing down your neck
You ’re running out of Iives
And here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
The razors edge
Razors edge, to raise the dead
Razors edge, to cut to shreds
To raise the dead
Here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
WeII here it comes to cut to shreds
The razors edge
The razors edge