Lyrics Guilty as Sin (Live) - Stiff Little Fingers
                                                Whispered 
                                                secrets 
                                                in 
                                                cloistered 
                                                halls
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oaths 
                                                of 
                                                silence 
                                                observed
 
                                    
                                
                                                Silent 
                                                witnesses 
                                                stare 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                walls
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                saying 
                                                    a 
                                                word
 
                                    
                                
                                                Years 
                                                of 
                                                suffering, 
                                                torment 
                                                and 
                                                pain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Etched 
                                                on 
                                                faces 
                                                of 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                Age 
                                                of 
                                                innocence, 
                                                paradise 
                                                lost
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                regained
 
                                    
                                
                                                Only 
                                                heartbreak 
                                                remains
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                my, 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                lies 
                                                as 
                                                they 
                                                fall 
                                                from 
                                                your 
                                                mouth
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                surprised 
                                                they 
                                                don't 
                                                stain 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                how 
                                                do 
                                                you 
                                                justify 
                                                them?
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                blood 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                hands 
                                                marks 
                                                you 
                                                guilty 
                                                as 
                                                sin
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                circumstances 
                                                excludes 
                                                all 
                                                doubt
 
                                    
                                
                                                Send 
                                                their 
                                                children 
                                                along
 
                                    
                                
                                                Safe, 
                                                secure 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                arms 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                will 
                                                do 
                                                them 
                                                no 
                                                harm
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                will 
                                                do 
                                                them 
                                                no 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                my, 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                lies 
                                                as 
                                                they 
                                                fall 
                                                from 
                                                your 
                                                mouth
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                surprised 
                                                they 
                                                don't 
                                                stain 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                how 
                                                do 
                                                you 
                                                justify 
                                                them?
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                blood 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                hands 
                                                marks 
                                                you 
                                                guilty 
                                                as 
                                                sin
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                truth 
                                                remains 
                                                hidden 
                                                for 
                                                years
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shame 
                                                and 
                                                fear 
                                                do 
                                                their 
                                                job
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lives 
                                                in 
                                                ruins 
                                                but 
                                                your 
                                                standing 
                                                remains
 
                                    
                                
                                                Until 
                                                someone 
                                                stands 
                                                up
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                the 
                                                victims 
                                                have 
                                                lifted 
                                                the 
                                                lid
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                what 
                                                was 
                                                darkness 
                                                is 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                Suffer 
                                                little 
                                                children 
                                                and 
                                                by 
                                                Christ 
                                                they 
                                                did
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                long 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                sight
 
                                    
                                
                                                Going 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                their 
                                                mind.
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                my, 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                lies 
                                                as 
                                                they 
                                                fall 
                                                from 
                                                your 
                                                mouth
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                surprised 
                                                they 
                                                don't 
                                                stain 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                how 
                                                do 
                                                you 
                                                justify 
                                                them?
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                blood 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                hands 
                                                marks 
                                                you 
                                                guilty 
                                                as 
                                                sin
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                my, 
                                                look 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                lies 
                                                as 
                                                they 
                                                fall 
                                                from 
                                                your 
                                                mouth
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                surprised 
                                                they 
                                                don't 
                                                stain 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                how 
                                                do 
                                                you 
                                                justify 
                                                them?
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                blood 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                hands 
                                                marks 
                                                you 
                                                guilty 
                                                as 
                                                sin
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Go for It / Wasted Life (Live)
2 Just Fade Away - Live, Brixton Academy, 27 October 1991
3 Roots, Radicals, Rockers and Reggae (Live)
4 Guitar & Drum (Live)
5 Nobody's Hero (Live)
6 Back to Front (Live)
7 Barbed Wire Love - Live, Brixton Academy, 27 October 1991
8 Listen (Live)
9 Doesn't Make It Alright - Live at Brixton Academy, 10/27/1991
10 Silver Lining (Live)
11 Guilty as Sin (Live)
12 At the Edge - Live at Barrowlands, Glasgow, 3/17/1993
13 Strummerville (Live)
14 My Dark Places (Live)
15 Fly the Flag - Live, Brixton Academy, 27 October 1991
16 When We Were Young (Live)
17 Tin Soldiers - Live at Barrowlands, Glasgow, 3/17/1993
18 Suspect Device - Live, Brixton Academy, 27 October 1991
19 Gotta Getaway - Live, Brixton Academy, 27 October 1991
20 Alternative Ulster - Live, Brixton Academy, 27 October 1991
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