When the call went out they came from all around To the edge of this South Yorkshire town From all corners of the UK, North, West, East and South Five thousand pickets stood on the ground Stopping the BSC trucks coming through Was what they all turned up to do Fully laden, their exit planned Leaving for Scunthorpe that afternoon With instructions from above was an army o'police Their batons raised, but not to keep peace No ID numbers were in sight Just horses, dogs, and the Government beast We all still grieve ‘cause of Orgreave And the grievance is justice denied Since the 18th June 1984 All the police and all the government lies Attack attack they did from every side State violence on the rise The batons meant for the body soon turned to the head And the picket line turned to red The blame deflected onto the slain This state tactic is alive today The charges were dropped for the innocents But the guilty again got away With instructions from above was an army o'police Their batons raised, but not to keep peace No ID numbers were in sight Just horses, dogs, and the Government beast We all still grieve ‘cause of Orgreave And the grievance is justice denied Since the 18th June 1984 All the police and all the government lies Written by: Kristian Wyatt & John Lazos Copyright: 2020 Kristian Wyatt and Ioannis Lazos