(That is the vision of the anarchist... it is also a boy's dream) 
 
True to Warsaw, glad we did it 
Beat him down with a baseball bat 
Police retreated the riot scenes in fear of a baseball bat 
Working class intellectuals, disillusion you for sure 
Broken dreams in warsaw, where all the dreams fall down  
 
American baseball bat! 
Demolish the discotheque! 
And how many blows to his forearm and neck 
'Til he lay in the schoolyard, bludgeoned to death! 
 
December 13, '81, who remembers a loaded gun? 
Who remembers the first morning of martial law? 
Hey, you should bring that Louisville 
Yeah man, I'll know where 
Yeah man economic (? army), hardship in Warsaw 
 
American baseball bat! 
Demolish the discotheque! 
And how many blows to his forearm and neck 
'Til he lay in the schoolyard, bludgeoned to death! 
 
Hey! All alone, bludgeoned to death!