An urban guerrilla is someone who fights a government using unconventional warfare or domestic terrorism in an urban environment.
The urban guerrilla phenomenon is essentially one of industrialised society, resting both on the presence of large urban agglomerations where hideouts are easy to find and on a theory of alienation proper to the modern society of mass consumption.
Michael Collins, a commander of the Irish Republican Army (IRA) is often considered to be the father of modern urban guerrilla warfare. In April 1919 an elite assassination unit, known as The Squad or Twelve Apostles was created in Dublin. The unit was tasked with hunting down and executing British Intelligence operatives in the city, they can be considered one of the first true urban guerrilla units.
Historically guerrilla warfare was a rural phenomenon, it was not until the 1960s that the limitations of this form were clearly demonstrated. The technique was almost entirely ineffective when used outside of the later colonial environment, as was shown by the Cuban sponsored efforts in Latin America during the 1960s culminating in the hopeless foco campaign headed by Che Guevara in Bolivia that culminated in his death. The need for the target government to be simultaneously incompetent, iniquitous, and politically isolated was rarely met.
"Urban Guerrilla" is a 1973 song by the UK rock group Hawkwind. It was originally released as a single in the UK (UP35566) on 27 July 1973 with "Brainbox Pollution" as the B side, reaching #39 on the UK singles chart before being withdrawn after 3 weeks. It is currently available on the remasters version of Doremi Fasol Latido.
Robert Calvert wrote and sang the lyrics, this being Hawkwind's only studio recording with a Calvert vocal prior to his rejoining the band as a permanent frontman and vocalist in 1976.
At the time of the single's release, the IRA instigated a bombing campaign in London and the BBC refused to play the single. After deliberation and the brief notion of promoting the b-side instead ("Brainbox Pollution", which dealt with the effects of drug misuse), the band's management opted to withdraw the single stating that "Although the record was selling very well, we didn't want to feel that any sales might be gained by association with recent events - even though the song was written by Bob Calvert two years ago as a satirical comment, and was recorded three months ago." Dave Brock has subsequently stated that "It was stupid to withdraw it, they were paranoid they'd get bombed. I thought that record was what everything was about in the 1970s."
I'm an urban guerrilla
I make bombs in my cellar
I'm a derelict dweller
I'm a potential killer
I'm a street fighting dancer
I'm a revolutionary romancer
My rising sign is Cancer
I'm a two-tone panther
So let's not talk of love and flowers
And things that don't explode
We've used up all of our magic powers
Trying to do it in the road
I'm a political bandit
And you don't understand it
You took my dream and canned it
It is not the way I planned it
I'm society's destructor
I'm a petrol bomb constructor
I'm a cosmic light conductor
I'm the people's debt collector
So watch out Mr. Business Man
Your empire's about to blow
I think you'd better listen, man
In case you did not know
I'm an urban, an urban guerrilla
I'm an urban, an urban guerrilla
I'm an urban, an urban guerrilla
I'm an urban, an urban guerrilla
Alright
Listen
You've gotta stay cool, now
You've gotta stay cool
You've gotta stay cool
You've gotta stay cool
You've gotta stay cool
You've gotta stay cool, 'cause I think you're gonna blow it
You've gotta stay cool when you're walkin' on the streets now
You've gotta stay cool when you're lookin' in the alleyway
You've gotta stay cool when you're creepin' in those office blocks
You've gotta stay cool when you're lurkin' in the factory
You've gotta stay cool, got a machine gun in my hand
You've gotta stay cool I wanna blow up all the
You've gotta stay cool, got a hand grenade
You've gotta stay cool
You've gotta stay cool, I'm a potential bomb constructor man
You've gotta stay cool, I'm an urban guerrilla, man
You've gotta stay cool, lurkin' in the factory
You've gotta stay cool when you're creepin' in those office blocks
You've gotta stay cool, got to, got to, got to stay
You've gotta stay cool, got to, got to, got to stay
You've gotta stay cool, got to, got to, got to stay
You've gotta stay cool, you've got to stay cool now
You've gotta stay cool, you've got to stay cool now
I'm an urban guerrilla
I make bombs in my cellar
I'm a derelict dweller
I'm a potential killer
I'm a street fighting dancer
I'm a revolutionary romancer
My rising sign is Cancer
I'm a two-tone panther
So watch out Mr. Business Man
Your empire's about to blow
I think you'd better listen, man
In case you did not know
I'm an urban, an urban guerrilla
I'm an urban, an urban guerrilla
I'm an urban, an urban guerrilla