Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
British Lion
Bass
Ian Roberts
Drums
Richard Taylor
Vocals
Barry Fitzgibbon
Guitar
Grahame Leslie
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Taylor
Composer
Steve Harris
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
British Lion
Mixing Engineer
Doug Hall at Barnyard UK
Engineer
Ade Emsley
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Shirley
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Here they come walking with fire in their eyes
In these lands only the tough can survive
Here in the heartland you hear their cries
We'll fly our colours till the day that we die
Hear the sound, the backstreet dance has begun, whoa
Walking proud, the thundering hearts on the run
Locked out on a cold winter's night
Just children, we've got to survive
We are the chosen ones of the night
So young to be left all alone in the fight
Even though we are the strays
Say a prayer for better days
Ah, and they'll never break us down
'Cause we are the chosen ones, yeah
Just a boy abandoned and left in the street, whoa
Kicked on the outside but inside you can't touch me, no
I'm rising out of the gutters and pain
Take on the world, you'll remember my name
We are the chosen ones of the night
So young to be left all alone in the fight
But you'll never see us cry
'Cause we're never gonna die
Ah, and they'll never break us down
'Cause we are the chosen ones, yeah
And we're on the streets
And we're so cold
But we're rising up
We'll be the chosen ones
We are the chosen ones of the night
So young to be left all alone in the fight
But you'll never see us cry
'Cause we're never gonna die
Ah-oh, and they'll never break us down
'Cause we are the chosen ones, yeah
We are the chosen ones of the night
And we're rising up
Written by: Richard Taylor, Steve Harris