In London we're planning a big war.

We're going to form big street gangs, like flocks of birds.

We're going to fly by and beat up all enemies like a ball of critters.

Journalists, politicians, drug dealers, pimps, bent cops, blackmailers, academics, we're not going to discriminate.

The Big War is on. Us against all other scum bags. It's going down.

Big War! Bi-bi-no not sexual war, nuclear war, Big War! Big War!

All scumbags, villain and facilitators we'll beat them up, rough and tumble then continue on. Biiiiiiigg war!

Wear all gear up and ready to die so do your worst my body is ready to soak up as much lead as it can until your clips run out. That'll happen before we run away. We fear no death. We have suffered worse already. We have no liberty.

You already killed me and now you threaten me with death?