There's fighting on the left and marching on the right
Don't look up in the sky, you're gonna die of fright
Here comes the razors edge

You're living on the edge, don't know wrong
from right
They're breathing down your neck,
you're running out of lives

And here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
The razors edge

Razors edge, to raise the dead
Razors edge, to cut to shreds
To raise the dead

Here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
Well here it comes to cut to shreds
The razors edge

The razors edge
Gotta razors edge
You'll be cut to shreds by the razors edge
Gotta razors edge