Cowards, who can't look victims in the eye.
No uniform, no trench no battle ground cry.
Don't have the courage to fight toe to toe.
No ribbon, no braid no gold medals to show.
No man to man combat, no 1,000 yard stare.
The victims they choose, they have no care.
Make weapons of cars, to destruct and to kill.
No honour, no respect no regiment or drill.
And we'll never forget as tonight we mourn.
But we'll never surrender to no cowards born.