[Verse 1]
You're not my brother, nor my countryman
Not my sister or my friend
But you're my comrade, be so till the last
They shall not pass; they shall not pass

[Verse 2]
Now blood is running through the streets of Spain
And London gripped in fear
Oh, smell of gunfire, sound of breaking glass
You shall not pass; you shall not pass

[Pre-Chorus]
Why fight the good fight, fight the good fight?
Why not let them burn?
I dread the day when the suffering of my fellow
Is none of my concern, so

[Chorus]
Stand up today that we might save tomorrow
Oh I know there's a way that we might save tomorrow
Yes it's late in the day but we might save tomorrow if we try

[Post-Chorus]
I shall not turn against my brother
For his creed or for his colour
Nor the one he takes his lover
Or his class
You that beckon me that way, you shall not pass
[Verse 3]
And you who speak of ideology
Who speak of people like they're pawns
Whose motives lie 'neath frosted glass
You shall not pass; you shall not pass

[Verse 4]
In the name now of humanity
Not left nor right, not black nor white
Tear the fascist flag now from its mast
It shall not pass; it shall not pass

[Pre-Chorus]
Why fight the good fight, fight the good fight?
Why not let them burn?
I dread the day when the suffering of my fellow
Is none of my concern, so

[Chorus]
Stand up today that we might save tomorrow
Oh I know there's a way that we might save tomorrow
Yes it's late in the day but we might save tomorrow, you and I

[Post-Chorus]
We shall not turn against each other
For our creed or for our colour
Nor the ones we choose our lovers
Or our class
You that beckon us that way, you shall not pass
[Bridge]
Stand up and speak, it's not a call to arms
Get on your feet, it's not a call to arms
Get on the street, it's not a call to arms
It's a call to helping hands

[Chorus]
Stand up today that we might save tomorrow
Oh I know there's a way that we might save tomorrow
Yes it's late in the day but we might save tomorrow if we try

[Post-Chorus]
I will not turn against my brother
For his creed or for his colour
Nor the one he takes his lover
Or his class
You that beckon me that way, you shall not pass