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On a mission from hell He goes unnoticed past all authority Armed to the teeth An explosive with deranged motive For whole nations to grieve in disbelief But don't tell me you can't read the tell-tale signs Reported incidents of all your previous crimes Cause I'm knock, knocking at number ten Knock, knock, knocking on the door again Where the House of Lords deny you The House of Horrors deprive you Where public opinion stands And the public feeling's seething On a mission from hell A total blank and disregard With a licence to kill, like a war machine He'll keep on coming, always has and always will Oblivious to the facts of the matter But don't tell me you can't read the tell-tale signs Reported incidents of all your previous crimes Cause I'm knock, knocking at number ten Knock, knock, knocking on the door again And where the House of Lords deny you The House of Horrors deprive you Where public opinion stands And the public feeling's seething And where the House of Lords deny you The House of Horrors deprive you Where public opinion stands And the public feeling's seething Don't tell me you can't read the signs Reports of all those previous crimes Don't tell me you can't read the signs Reports of all those previous crimes Don't tell me you can't read the signs Reports of all those previous crimes Don't tell me you can't read the signs Reports of all those previous crimes