You used to hear a lot about him
Threw it down and he made them listen
He never cared a damn what the papers say
Suddenly he the scene he trusted
Turned him off he got disgusted
He turned his back, I heard he walked away
You see he never played the victim
And no-one dared to contradict him
At least they never said it to his face
It was '79 in london town
National front was going down
The checkerboard army ruled from coast to coast
For 20 years he carried that flag
From war to war but what hurt him bad
Was that he found out people cared about the money most
And all the vampires who call themselves fans
Were never able to understand
He was just an enemy of the system
Wow ho enemy of the system...
Years go by, the man is gone
In other worlds he soldiers on
Realize he's the one they miss the most
Let's hear it from the fair-weather friends
Who knew him well - they like to pretend
We all know that that's just an empty boast
And when they write upon his stone
There gonna have to say he did it on his own
He was just an enemy of the system
Enemy of the system?
Wow ho enemy of the system...
And when they write upon his stone
There gonna have to say he did it on his own
He was just an enemy of the system
Enemy of the system?
Enemy of the system?
Enemy of the system?
Enemy of the system?
Enemy of the system?
Enemy of the system?
