Yeaaaahhhh
And you died the other day
They took you away
To your hospital bed
Keep screwing up my head with
Emotional blackmail
Emotional blackmail
Emotional blackmail
Emotional blackmail
In this game of survival
There's too many rivals
You sink or you swim
Why bother jumping in
And now I can't go home
To razor cuts on bone
Rooms splashed with blood
Needles dipped in mud and
Emotional blackmail
Emotional blackmail
Emotional blackmail now
We don't (No!) Need your (No!)
Publicity Machine.
We don't (No!) Need your (No!)
Squeaky clean
We don't (No!) Need you (No!)
You're full of crap.
We don't (No!) Need you (No!)
Get off my fucking back.
We don't need media man.
We don't need media man.
We don't (No!) Need your (No!)
Suit & tie.
We don't (No!) Need your (No!)
Fucking lies.
We don't (No!) Need your (No!)
MTV.
Corporate conspiracy.
We don't need media man.
We don't need media man.
We don't (No!) Need your (No!)
Censorship.
We don't (No!) Need your (No!)
Sponsorship
We don't (No!) Need your (No!)
Fucking hype.
We won't (No!) Be your (No!)
Arse wipe
There they go.
(Corporate War)
Off to fight.
(Corporate War)
Not for King.
(Corporate War)
Not for country.
(Corporate War)
Of self preservation.
(Corporate War)
Or the nation.
(Corporate War)
War on the pentagon.
War on the pentagon.
We fight in Africa.
(Corporate War)
In the Gulf.
(Corporate War)
No war in Bosnia.
(Corporate War)
Got no oil.
(Corporate War)
War on the pentagon.
War on the pentagon.
War on the pentagon.
War on the pentagon.
Too many promises unfulfilled.
Too many good men have been killed.
The hypocrites won't take the blame.
Just like Pontious Pilot.
They wash their hands again.
Nine little Indians standing in line.
One got shot, then there were none.
You're a victim of day
Well I'm a victim of night
You're a victim of the accident
And I'm a victim of the fight
Well I don't mind being down on the ground
But it hurts to be pushed around
Like a victim
I'm the victim of hate
You're a victim of love
I'm a victim of jealousy
And it's burning me up
Well I don't mind you using me
But I never thought I'd be
I took a trip down to Mexico.
I tried to find my hairless dog.
I was searching in every crevice, when something strange came out of the fog.
I heard a scream - can this be.
This woman she had no head
I turned, something grabbed me.
How was I to know this was the day of the dead?
I saw this hand just like a reptile, I heard a ripping of my clothes
Almost naked I broke free to see her skull looking down at me.
I heard a scream - can this be.
This woman she had no head.
I turned, something grabbed me.
How was I to know this was the day of the dead?
Now I'm buried down in Mexico.
These women they suck my blood.
Now I wonder must I stay rotting here in a shallow grave.
I screamed - what can this be there's a scratching from above
Baby won't you buy me a brand new suit
Like they wore in '62
I wanna be in the latest craze
I wanna be in the news
Wanna get my name on the front page
'Cos my suit was all the rage
[Chorus]
Teenage
I wanna be teenage
I wanna be teenage
I wanna be
Baby won't you buy me a pair of wheels
Ten lights and shiny chrome steel
You can be my Lambretta lover
Put your fox furs on my grill
Get your face on the TV screen
You know you're my teenage dream
[Chorus x2]
Baby won't you buy me a real flash car
Tail fins and wire mag wheels
We'll ride on down the freeway
With the police on our heels
Flashing on their speed trap screen
Fastest thing they've ever seen
[Los Angeles 1996 A state of alert, Willy Williams tries to clean up the streets. Petty crime is all but crushed]
Police divisions multiplied.
Can they stop the wave of crime?
Law enforcement closing in - The personnel carrier comes to Hollywood
State of alert.
L.A.P.D blitz.
State of alert.
Clean the streets for the consumer age.
Put a lid on narcotics.
Give them government drugs Booze and Tobacco.
State of alert.
L.A.P.D blitz.
Criminal justice just for you.
There ain't nothing you can do.
Kick down the door, change the lock.
Don't wanna live in a cardboard box.
In a cardboard city - It ain't for me.
Resist eviction in 96.
Don't wanna live on the street.
We don't have no police relations.
Criminalize the corporations - In cardboard city.
In a cardboard city - It ain't for me.
How can we respect the law?
There's a racist hate.
Kick down the door, change the lock.
Don't wanna live in a cardboard box.
Do you wanna come around
Come and see what's going down
Don't you wanna get away from here
Disco beat is all we hear
Same thing every day
I got some money but I'm turned away
Same feeling's gotta change
Getting sick of feeling strange
Do you wanna
Will it be alright
Go to the city
We can stay all night
Same thing every day
I got some money but I'm turned away
Same feeling's gotta change
Getting sick of feeling strange
Do you ever get to feel
You're just a number and nothing's real
Do you wanna say it's OK
Tomorrow's just another day
Same thing every day
I got some money but I'm turned away
Same feeling's gotta change
Do what you want and don't give a damn
There's a price to pay
And you keep on paying and paying and paying
And it never ends
You pay in the end, my friend
You drown yourself
In a barrel of beer
But when you pull out
The pressure pressure pressure
Yes it's dragging you down
And it just hangs around
It's a rat race baby
Faceless face
But if you're dying of hunger
You get in the race
It's a rat race baby
Faceless face
But if you're dying of hunger
You get in the race
Walk the streets
For some place you know
Knock on the door
But you already know the answer
Before they tell you no
It's a rat race baby
Faceless face
But if you're dying of hunger
You get in the race
It's a rat race baby
Faceless face
But if you're dying of hunger
You get in the race
Rat race baby
Driving my car a little too far right into the ocean wall.
Getting dark, Golden Gate Park in the middle of the fall.
Quintessentials.
Quintessentials.
Light getting dim.
Mist rolling in.
Getting close to Halloween.
A knock on the door.
Nothing but gore.
Kids shouting trick or treat.
Quintessentials.
Public servant
Number one
Sits in Whitehall
Is waited on
Do they know something
We don't know
Public servant
Number two
Sits in Whitehall
with nothing to do
Do they know something
We don't know
Chief of staff
In a big black car
Buying arms
For his jungle war
Does he know something
That we don't know
We don't know
Do they know something
We don't know
Take your money
Again and again
Are you working for you
Are we working for them
Do they know something
We don't know
We don't know
We don't know
Trade in your sanity for a new reality.
A psycho walk.
A psycho talk.
You're a psycho, psycho - Psychosis.
Your mind has gone without a trace.
Ejected into hyperspace.
You're a psycho, psycho - Psychosis.
Little white pills stop the chills.
Now you're hot.
Now you're not.
Try to get a job, try to get straight.
I get a door in my face every step I take.
Fighting back I will always be outside society.
When I jump on a bus, when I ride on a train.
Just to go to the store can be a pain.
Outside society.
If I join the system.
It would be just an act - So fuck you I'm striking back.
There's a man who takes your wallet
There's a man who takes your beer
There's a man who takes your woman
There's a man who just takes you
He's a government official
That's what his papers say
He's a government official
And he takes you every day
There's a man who takes your cigarettes
There's a man who takes your car
There's a man who takes the piss out of you
But the biggest thief by far
He's a government official
Knocking on your door
He's a government official
Coming back for more
He's organised
Organised crime
Organised crime
He's organised
Organised crime
Organised crime
There's a man who takes your petrol
There's a man who takes your food
There's a man who takes your place in the queue
There's a man who just takes you
He's a government official
Checking up on you
He's a government official
There's nothing you can do
He's organised
Organised crime
Organised crime
He's organised
Organised crime
Organised crime
He's organised
Organised crime
Organised crime
He's organised
He's organised crime
Headlights flashing me
It's the New York State Police
Slow down buddy, pull over there
It's the New York State Police
Where you come from, are you putting me on
It's the New York State Police
Come on boys let's go downtown
It's the New York State Police
82nd precinct boys
82nd precinct boys
82nd precinct boys
We're the boys making all the noise
Get those boxes out of the truck
We're the New York State Police
If Morella's in it'll be our luck
We're the New York State Police
Empty your pockets, take off your clothes
We're the New York State Police
Keep your mouth shut or we'll break your nose
We're the New York State Police
82nd precinct boys
82nd precinct boys
82nd precinct boys
We're the boys making all the noise
Got you on our video screens
We're the New York City Police
OK boys now keep it clean
We're the New York State Police
We ain't green we ain't boy scouts
We're the New York State Police
We know if you're holding out
We're the New York State Police
82nd precinct boys
82nd precinct boys
82nd precinct boys
All the nice girls on my street
Never talk to me
I Ain't got a thing for nice girls
And they ain't got a thing for me
Night time comes I'm on my way
On the subway to the city
Those dirty girls never say no
Maybe that's why I love 'em so
They go yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Saturday night is party night
In a city that never sleeps
London is a rush
Like New York on speed
The girls inside the Marquee
All dressed up to go
Outside the Music Machine
They never tell you no
They go yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Night times here I'm on my way
On the subway to the city
Those dirty girls never say no
Maybe that's why I love 'em so
They go yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Got a feeling someone's watching me
From the supermarket store playing hide and seek
Hanging on the ceiling and they never sleep
Everywhere I go I see this silver machine
1980's a brand new age
1980's a brand new age
Anonymous people going nowhere
Being recorded by machines in the air
Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV
Is the future going to be a nightmare?
Everywhere you go they're always there
Watching, listening to every word
The past was an omen now the future's a curse
1980's a brand new age
1980's a brand new age
There's no such thing as a private life
They watch you in the crib
Now they're going to watch you die
Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV
Closed circuit TV
It's a brand new age
It's a brand new age
It's a brand new age
There's a bomb in London
There's a bomb in Belfast
There's a bomb in Berlin
There's a bomb in Paris
And it's burning down your world
There's a bomb in New York
There's a bomb in Hong Kong
There's a bomb in Russia
There's a bomb in Iraq
And it's burning down your world
And it's burning down your world
There's a timebomb and it's ticking away
There's a fuse and it's burning today
There's a factory
And they're working all night
On timers, fuses and gelignite
They're burning down your world
They're burning down your world
There's a bomb in Spain
A bomb in Israel
A bomd in Russia
I'm so violent, I need mental guidance.
I'm so bitter over you.
I go out drinking, it stops me thinking.
I'm so twisted over you.
Get out of my way. I'm OK.
I'm just bitter over you.
Fuck with me. You will see.
I'm all twisted over you.
I got you a blow fish sushi just to see you die.
I'm so bitter over you.
You got sick but you survived.
I'm so twisted over you.
Get out of my way. I'm OK.
I'm just bitter over you.
Fuck with me. You will see.
I'm all twisted over you.
Your alimony came today. I'd rather die than pay.
I'm so bitter over you.
Put a gun to my head, pull the trigger and I'll be dead.
Barbie wore black, black hat
Barbie wore gloves, warm gloves
Barbie was thin, white skin
Barbie's in bed, she's dead
Bellboy cries for Barbie
Mailman cries for Barbie
Gasman cries for Barbie
Said come on let's get drunk
Barbie had a gun, field gun
Barbie had a bird, blackbird
Barbie had a car, Jaguar
Barbie was rich, rich bitch
Boys they cry for Barbie
Girls they cry for Barbie
Daddy cries for Barbie
Then they all got drunk
Barbie's dead
Barbie's dead
Barbie's dead
Barbie's dead
When Barbie was alive, so alive
Barbie did sing, sweet things
Barbie had pink hair, spiked hair
Barbie loved rock, punk rock
Boys danced with Barbie
Girls played with Barbie
Daddy he loved Barbie
And the whole party got drunk
Barbie's dead
Barbie's dead
Barbie's dead
There's something going down on the other side of town.
Smoke rising. City burning down - Mr. AK47
Now there's burning and looting all down the street.
Police fire warning nobody heeds - Mr. AK47
We're just one move closer to heaven. Got my AK47
The rich man won't take no blame and the poor man is just easy game.
And the next day you're out on the street, tossed out with the garbage,
in the hate of the heat.
Now you stand by the grave side, you look up to heaven.
There's a prophet with an AK47
There's blood on the hands, there's blood on the floor.
It runs down the hallway and out of the door
Don't you worry.
Don't you moan.
We're all living in a casualty zone.
Drink yourself silly.
Were you a victim of your own neurosis?
Did you band your head?
Are you accident prone?
Name your poison. Is it your religion?
Name your poison. Drowned in the system.
Got you on a misdemeanor.
Don't want no derogatory remarks.
So we are the dregs of your society.
Disenfranchised we fell through the net.
Name your poison. Practice your religion.
Riding on my Trident with my cycle slut
Going up to Scouse land but the town was shut
Gonna ride the ferry to the Isle of Man
Gonna ride the TT gonna to try my hand
Hold on here we go hear my motor cut
500 CC and a cycle slut
Now the sun is shining and we're on our way
My baby took some time off for a holiday
Saving all our pennies for some gasoline
People say we're dirty but I keep my motor clean
Hold on to me baby I'm going to open up
500 CC and a cycle slut
My baby sees this fella on a mean machine
It must be over thirteen hundred CC
She tells she can't read the name but see if you can
It was a Kawasaki and it's made in Japan
Hold on to me baby I'm going to open up
500 CC and a cycle slut
Now the sun is shining and we're on our way
My baby took some time off for a holiday
Saving all our pennies for some gasoline
Film the streets, film the city
It ain’t big, it ain’t pretty
Anti-septic, clean and sterile
Wasted youth, distorted truth
I hate Hollywood [x2]
I hate the way you walk
I hate the way you talk
I hate your empty smile
I hate your sense of style
I hate Hollywood [x2]
I hate Hollywood
And I hate Hollywood
I don't have to look around I feel your eyes burning holes in my head.
One day I'll be out of here maybe then you'll listen to what I said.
You know I don't do this for my ego.
So why do I get all this bullshit?
Put yourself in my shoes.
Maybe you won't get so much abuse.
But you're always ragging me.
Seems nothing is good enough for you.
You know I don't do this for my ego.
So why don't you own up and tell the truth?
If I should only do this for my ego.
Police harass you everywhere you go
You need a place you can call your own
Down in the city street police take you for a beat
They can't get you bust, they'll have you with SUS
You're a young criminal on the street
Young criminal feel the heat
Say goodbye to the world outside
They don't care if you live or die
You're in a fire and you're about to fry
No one's gonna listen, who's gonna hear you cry?
You're a young criminal on the street
Young criminal feel the heat
Got you where they want you, stuck inside a cage
You're just a victim of the modern age
You fought the system but the system won
And when you come out make sure you have a gun
You're a young criminal on the street
You don’t belong today
You only get in the way
I can’t understand what you say
You’re from another time and space
You don’t belong [x3]
You don’t belong today
You get on your knees and pray
Will inspiration come my way?
You might as well sit there all the day
‘Cuz you ain’t got a thing to say
You don’t belong [x3]
You don’t belong today
You don’t belong [x4]
You don’t belong [x3]
Life’s a breeze
You say with glee
But it’s the passion
You can’t achieve
Suit and tie
The life you lead
But it’s your big head
So fat with greed
You waste your life
The white lie will not possess me
A life of worth
Means more to me
Suffering
The people under you scream
Your lack of interest
You’re fat and pleased
Upper-class
You’re the one I hate
If we had our way
You’d burn at the stake
You waste your life
The white lie will not possess me
A life of worth
Means more to me
You waste your life
The white lie will not possess me
A life of worth
Means more to me
Life’s a breeze
You say with glee
But it’s the passion
You can’t achieve
Suit and tie
The life you lead
But it’s your big head
So fat with greed
You waste your life
The white lie will not possess me
A life of worth
Soldiers of Islem are loading their guns
They're getting ready
but the Russian tanks are mowing them down
They're getting ready
There's children in Africa with tommy guns
Getting ready
While the Islam armies are beckoning on
They're getting ready
[Chorus]
There's a burning sun
And it sets in the western world
But it rises in the east
And pretty soon
It's gonna burn your temples down
While the heads of state are having their fun
Are they ready?
We're looking at the world through the barrel of a gun
Are we ready?
And you stand there beating on your little war drum
Are you ready?
And it won't be long before your time has come
Are you ready?
[Repeat Chorus]
[Repeat Chorus]
Warhead, warhead, warhead
Warhead, warhead, warhead
Warhead, warhead, warhead
Warhead, warhead, warhead
Well I don't know what it is but i feel something coming
Stuck in the middle of the Yankees and the Russians
Better get moving guns are getting loaded
Fast to the border where the tanks are a rolling
There's a nation in fear another nation crying
One nation killing and another nation dying
The streets are narrow and broken down
But there’s a heart in there beating
And every freak on every street
Plays out tonight - Go see them
Soho, don’t you wanna go?
Steaming in Soho
[x2]
There goes the king
In a stretched limousine
Passing by the beggar
Every door and ally churning out a beat
Rock ‘n’ Roll this is your future
Soho, don’t you wanna go
Steaming in Soho
[x2]
There is only one place in this world where the world is in one place
So if you think that life’s a drag
And it’s getting you down
Get out, get that train
Just take a ride to Soho town
Soho, don’t you wanna go
Steaming in Soho
Violent revolution is here alright it's real
Sometimes I'm violent sometimes I loot and steal
You don't need excuses there's just one thing you know
Well there's so much depression one day it's bound to explode
So this is violent revolution that's what we feel today
I walk in the city I get grief day and night
Got this feeling so bad I could cut the air with a knife
Your heart's filled with hate and your feelings you can't hide
And the sad thing about it is you've got no tears left to cry
So this is violent revolution what we are feeling today
This is the age of a miracle and machine
They build you frustration when they promised you a dream
And if you have the power no matter if they're left or right
They deprave you, exploit you so one day you turn round and fight
So this is violent revolution that's what we're feeling today
We’re living in a violent city
And it’s a violent game we’re gonna play
Offensive weapons, tools and knives
For your safety in the night
For living in a violent city
We survive in a violent age
Boys and girls come out to play
What are we gonna destroy today?
Thieve a car and do a job
You get ten points for hitting a cop
Walking the streets of a violent city
One day you’re gonna make your big mistake
Someone more mob handed than you
Is gonna put you in a ward for a week or so
When you’re living in a violent city
Yeah, we’re living in a violent age
Saturday afternoon comes around
We’re all down to the football ground
Two nil down when half time comes
If we don’t win we’re gonna run
Living in a violent city
We’re living in a violent age
Down the elevator, I step outside
With my all situation boots I feel alright
We’re living in a violent city
One’s got a gun, the other’s got a bigger one
Both have a set of rules
One’s got an army, the other’s got a bigger army
Both are led by fools
Assholes are universal
One size fits all
Assholes are universal
Universal asshole
Peace is for some, war is for everyone
Just pick up a gun
Shoot your brother, shoot your father
If you only had one
Assholes are universal
One size fits all
Assholes are universal
Universal asshole
We got a new frequency
It’s loud and clear
A universal language
Radio without fear
Assholes are universal
One size fits all
Assholes are universal
Universal asshole
Queen of the pinups.
That's what you are.
I get so excited.
There you go.
The sisterhood of fantasy.
So you tell me.
You spread your magic just like a disease.
You're a mouth on a stick.
You're a mouth on a stick.
You're talking loud.
You're saying nothing.
You're so proud of you're surface values.
Well I don't mind your blind ambitions
Kiss ass.
Not getting bitter.
You're a mouth on a stick.
You're a mouth on a stick.
You're a mouth on a stick.
I wanna get high, you wanna stay low
You’re tired, tired, tired tonight
I wanna get some, do you wanna come?
Are you tired, tired, tired tonight?
What do you want, I’ll get you some
If you’re tired, tired, tired tonight
Come on, girl, I gotta run
And you’re tired, tired, tired tonight
Can’t you see there’s something wrong with
If you’re tired, tired, tired tonight
Come on, babe, I wanna go
Tired, tired, tired tonight
I wanna go, I wanna go
We’re tired, tired, tired tonight
Come on, babe, cut it out
Tired, tired, tired tonight
All you wanna do is sit around
Are we tired, tired, tired tonight?
Don’t tie me up and I won’t tie you down
If you’re tired, tired, tired tonight
Come on, baby, don’t hang about
Don’t be tired, tired, tired tonight
I wanna jump, I give you something
But you’re tired, tired, tired tonight
I wanna go, I wanna go
tired, tired, tired tonight
Come on, girl, let’s work it out
But you’re tired, tired, tired tonight
I wanna see what’s it all about
But you’re tired, tired, tired tonight
Come on, babe, don’t be a coward
Tired, tired, tired tonight
Someday, baby, I’ll take you there
Where time don’t matter at all
I’ll take you to a place deep in space
Where time don’t matter at all
I’ll take you to a place that no one knows
Where time don’t matter at all
There ain’t no age limit and no rules
Time don’t matter at all
At all
People say I’m wasting my time but
Time don’t matter at all
No opening time, no closing time
Well, time don’t matter at all
No public opinion makers
Well, time don’t matter at all
One day, baby, you’re gonna realize
That time don’t matter at all
At all
Don’t get confused, it ain’t deep
Well, time don’t matter at all
Care but don’t lose sleep
Well, time don’t matter at all
Don’t you pay no agency
‘Cause time don’t matter at all
They fix time, they don’t fix you
Well, time don’t matter at all
There’s people dying of starvation
Children thrown on the streets and worse
There’s torture and retribution
Has the third world come to us?
Third world - (Third world) - Third world England [x2]
Road rage and city crime
Bus drivers stabbed to death
Bouquets and flowers on every corner
Someone’s taken their very last breath
Third world - (Third world) - Third world England [x2]
Young girls raped, petrol bombs
Everyday shoot outs in down town bars
Mortality rates climb and climb
First world country, third world crime
We have not come here to avenge
And this is not an act of pretense
Stay close to a friend
It was on the edge he met his end
There’s a light out here into the dark
And a road that goes into the dark
Headlights in the dark
Coming down the road from the dark
Close the window, shut the shade
We don’t wanna stand on parade
The night outside has no pity
As we drive from city to city
And the road ahead goes into the dark
And while you sleep, we’re into the dark
On and on into the dark
Till all is gone from the dark
I stay awake, watch you sleep
It’s the underworld which I seek
And the lost boys are not lost
They’re all out here on a cross
And if you stay with me I’ll take you out of the dark
Down the road out of the dark
Don’t feel afraid, it’s only the dark
So take my hand I’ll lead you out of the dark
Needles, knives and bottles
Standing on the stair
I turn and walk the other way
there's nothing for me there
And now I can't go home
To razor cuts on bone
Rooms splashed with blood
Needles dipped in mud and
Emotional blackmail
Emotional blackmail
Emotional blackmail
I tried to get you on the telephone
But all day long got your number wrong
Then I remembered that I wrote it on the shirt
But I went and got it dirty when I fell in the dirt
Telephone numbers
Getting me down
Got the wrong number
Telephone numbers
Going through my head
But the lines are dead
On the screen we have a good time
Thought I'd call a friend of mine
Come on over bring a beer
What'd you say there's a buzzing in my ear
Telephone numbers
Getting me down
Got the wrong number
Telephone numbers
Going through my head
But the lines are dead
Saw you out in the week
We pass by we never meet
You ring me in not in
Fuck let's talk about the state I'm in
Telephone numbers
Getting me down
Got the wrong number
Telephone numbers
Going through my head
One two three
Four five six
Gotta do a dance
And it goes like this
Yeah some little girl's gotta hold on me
She's only thirteen but oh so sweet
Got me down on my knees
Got a stranglehold on me
Put's her arms around me like a vice
It's oh so painful but nice
But I can only take it once or twice
Got a stranglehold on me
Got a stranglehold on me
Got a stranglehold on me
Got a stranglehold on me
Stranglehold
Put's her arms around me like a vice
It's oh so painful but nice
But I can only take it once or twice
Got a stranglehold on me
Got a stranglehold on me
Got a stranglehold on me
Got a stranglehold on me
Stranglehold
Stranglehold on me
Stranglehold on me
Got a stranglehold on me
Stranglehold.
Five six seven
Eight nine ten
You want more?
We'll do it again
Stranglehold on me
Stranglehold on me
Stranglehold on me
Stranglehold.
The battle field is your market place
Reinforcements for the front
You don’t care how long it takes
Just watch the body count
Spoils - spoils of war [x3]
Spoils of war
Decades go rolling by
Another war, another killing
Acquisitions mounting high
Now you’re the corporation
Spoils - spoils of war [x3]
Spoils of war
No country - spoils of war
Starving children - spoils of war
Disease and famine - spoils of war
Look at the consequences
Build the walls higher and higher
More tanks, more barbed wire
And when the walls come down
There’s always another Somalia
Spoils - spoils of war [x3]
Commy, commy - So What
Rasta, Rasta - So What
Rama, Rama - So What
Regga, Regga - So What
Turkey, Turkey - So What
Drunk, Drunk - So What
Pillhead, Pillhead - So What
Junky, Junky - So What
Micky, Micky - So What
Newfy, Newfy - So What
Rudy, Rudy - So What
Jewda, Jewda - So What
Sexist, Sexist - So What
Gay, Gay - So What
Groupie, Groupie - So What
Nutter, Nutter - So What
Aussie, Aussie - So What
Yanky, Yanky - So What
Bone Head, Bone Head - So What
Judge, Judge - So What
Spick, Spick - So What
Arab, Arab - So What
Dick, Dick - So What
Porno, Porno - So What
Hippy, Hippy - So What
Soul Boy, Soul Boy - So What
Teeny, Teeny - So What
Mardy, Mardy - So What
Chinki, Chinki - So What
Beano, Beano - So What
Gerry, Gerry - So What
Well no one told me about her
The way she lied
Well no one told me about her
How many people cried
But it's too late to say you're sorry
How could I know, why should I care
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
Well let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acted, the color of her hair
Her voice was soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright,her skin was soft and white
But she's not there
Well no one told me about her
What could I do
Well no one told me about her
Though they all knew
But it's too late to say you're sorry
How could I know, why should I care
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
Well let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acted, the color of her hair
Her voice was soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright,her skin was soft and white
But it's too late to say you're sorry
How could I know, why should I care
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
Well let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acted, the color of her hair
Her voice was soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright,her skin was soft and white
Dolly rockers dressed to kill
Holding on to rocker bill
It ain't the 50's anymore
Born a rocker,die a rocker
Drunk outside the local dive
Her daddy's waiting in the tribe
Last night I see you you were howling at the moon
If I ever see you again it will be too soon
The house that you live in will burn down to the ground
And you will be humiliated every time you go to town
Death to the infidel
Death to the infidel
Think this is fiction but I know it's fact
The evil you hand out is evil you get back
So you won't mind if I put you on a rack
If you deal in bullshit you are bound to own a sack
Death to the infidel
Death to the infidel
A life of pain in your own little hell
It's your own aggression and nobody else
You will never have children you've got a sterile mind
Your wife will be murdered in a senseless domestic crime
Death to the infidel
She comes out with her pretty face
fish nets, black lace
You know she comes from outer-space
You just can't ignore her
Said that she has done it all
New York is such a bore
No CBs anymore
No place left to go
She's just a rock n roll whore
She's so hardcore
She gives out pussy galore
She's just a rock n roll whore
Concrete jungles at a mall
Her head is always in the stars
Haunted all the New York bars
Her life is a go go
Climbs into her spaceship
Trying to find a place that's hip
Hollywood Sunset Strip
East Coast is a no no
She's just a rock n roll whore
She's done it all before
Nobody can ignore
She's just a rock n roll whore
She's just a rock n roll whore
She's done it all before
Nobody can ignore
She's just a rock n roll whore
She's just a rock n roll whore
She's done it all before
No CBs anymore
She's just a rock n roll whore
She's just a rock n roll whore
She's done it all before
Nobody can ignore
She's just a rock n roll whore
She's just a rock n roll whore
New York is such a bore
Can't stand it anymore
she's just a rock n roll whore
She's just a rock n roll whore
Nobody can ignore
She's done it all before
Inner City life
is getting me down
Poliece and gang wars
all over town
Closing down our clubs
for no good reason
Hassle us on the street
take away our freedoms
Oh oh we want a riot
Oh oh so sick and tired
Here come the riot squad
they're closing in
guns and riot shields
and gas grenades
they see us standing there
all in a line
black and white unite
confrontations high
Oh oh we want a riot
Oh oh were sick and tired
Oh oh leave us alone
They have a justice bill
that's what they say
now They have the power now
to put us away
there were four of us
minding our own
We're a riotous assembly
Walking down the road
Oh oh we want a riot
Oh oh so sick and tired
Oh oh we wanna riot
There's a road block on the corner
they put up from time to time
They say we need a witness
To a very serious crime
We're living in a police state
Fear behind each door
Living in a police state
State of marshal law
Do the police give you protection
or are they just a waste of time
Will there ever be a witness
To a very serious crime
We're living in a police state
Fear behind each door
Living in a police state
State of marshal law
We're living in a police state
Fear behind each door
Living in a police state
State of marshal law
Today a bomb went off in Knightsbridge
Yesterday was China town
They give us a police state
where the guilty can't be found
We're living in a police state
Fear behind each door
Living in a police state
State of marshal law
When the trust is gone
something's gone very wrong
when they can't look you in the eyes
when all you get is lies
police violence is all around
pretty soon your town's burning down
with police, drugs and organized crime
There's a bottle in the corner
That's where I'm gonna stay
Just me and my bottle of French wine
We're gonna drink the night away
Nobody comes, nobody knocks on the door
My friends are far away
If the telephone don't start ringing
It's gonna be a bad bad day
[Chorus:]
Ooh la la la Ooh la lay
There's a party in Paris Palais
I turn on the radio
But I don't like what they play
So I put a record on the stereo
Just to pass this night away
It's twelve'o'clock, I can see them now
They're dancing the night away
Little Jimmy's dressed as Fred Astaire
So wrecked the band can't play.
[Chorus]
I can smell the French perfume
While I sit here in despair
I Think I'll open another bottle
And I'll make believe I'm there.
Meanwhile back in London
Seems a million miles away
I'm lookin' at my invitation
With no ticket for a train
Today’s papers are in the dock
The jury’s out, circulation’s up
Papers lie, the papers lie [x3]
Need the headlines, believe them or not
Fat cat gets eaten by fatter dog
The papers lie, papers lie [x3]
Another exclusive from the street of shame
A sixteen year old girl takes her clothes off again
We hate pedophiles, we’d have them all killed
But don’t worry none, she’s on the pill
We want a free press
Don’t need abuse
Don’t need your egos
We just want news… but
This is what you wanna
And this is what you get
This is not a cabaret
And no nostalgia trip
Drinking, stinking
Trip to the bone
I’m ugly, obnoxious
? And defenseless ?
I’m on my way - one thing left to say
I’m on my way - goodbye
You get up there, a beer in your hand
? and you can hardly stand
And now you’re all saucy
And you don’t give a fuck
Now this is the irony, that you don’t understand
I’m on my way - just one thing to say
I’m on my way - goodbye
Yes I’m on my way - one thing left to say
Have you heard about the things to come?
The side effects of an atom bomb
Have you heard about the disturbed child?
You know this generation a little wild
Did they tell you about the beast?
And the big hairy monsters
Like creatures in a bad dream
Did they tell you about the new order?
Have you heard about the China Wall?
When will it crack, when will it fall?
There are no words to find in prayers
To write them down, nobody dares
Will it happen to you?
Or will it be another generation?
Which side would you choose?
When the time comes for the new order
Have you heard about the things they found
While they were digging up the underground
Will history repeat itself?
If you believe in someone else
Will it happen today?
Or will it be another generation?
What side would you take?
When the time comes for the new order
Get excited when we touch
Hey little baby i love you too much
I get excited when we kiss
I don't believe luck can be like this
I get excited when we ride
Oh come on baby sit by my side
I get excited when you say
Oh baby baby please please stay
My motivator come motivate my heart
Oh motivator oh we should never part
My motivator motivate me home
You know I hate to go
I get excited when we drive
Take me down to the railroad side
I get excited at the port
Oh come on baby let's have another snort
I get excited at the show
You say baby we gotta go
I get excited when we walk
And I say baby I love the way you talk
My motivator motivate my heart
Oh motivator we should never part
Oh motivator motivate me home
You know i don't wanna go
My motivator motivate my heart
My motivator we should never part
Oh my motivator motivate me home
You know I don't wanna go
I get excited when we touch
Oh little baby I love you too much
I get excited when we kiss
I never knew our love could be like this
I never knew our love could be like this
I'm sitting here and I wonder why
Could this be true
I'm a dog I am selfish
And did I really do this to you
One day I'll wake up from this dream
And I'll wonder where I am
This God forsaken everybody's taken
It's a nowhere land
All I need is a little bit of action
You can't take five in this limo life
So what's the satisfaction
The rock and roll hall's downtown
They don't know my name
I could be Valentino
To them it's just a game
I stand naked on the street
I scream 'til I'm blue
Nobody sees nobody hears
I'm only passing through
All I need is a little bit of action
But you can't take five in this limo life
So what's the big attraction
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't look at me so seriously
What did I say
I am lost then I'm found
Doesn't matter anyway
One day I'm gonna break on through
To the ....??......???
'Til that day comes along
Down the road I go, just looking
All I need is a little bit of action
But you can't take five in this limo life
So what's the big attraction
All I need is a little bit of action
But you can't take five in this limo life
So what's the big attraction
All I need is a little bit of action
But you can't take five in this limo life
So what's the big attraction
All I need is a little bit of action
But you can't take five in this limo life
Let's get drunk
Let's get drunk
Let's get drunk
Let's get drunk
Why does the pressure get to me
Why does life have to be
So fucking irritating
Everybody yells at me
Tells me what I wanna be
So frustrating
Let's get drunk
Let's get drunk
Let's get drunk
Let's get drunk
I've got Harvard on it's knees
Now he's got me on my knees
I need re-educating
I'm not watching your T.V
It always tries to pressure me
Why are we waiting
Let's get drunk
Let's get drunk
Let's get drunk
I'm hanging on a limbo tree
All the birds they shit on me
Somebody get a knife
Cut me down don't leave me here for dead
For dead
For dead
For dead
Pull me out and lock the door
Don't wanna go back any more
Wasn't anything you said
Don't care if you leave me here for dead
For dead
For dead
For dead
You never wanna take a chance
Nobody's gonna watch you dance
Imagine that they don't exist
You might as well give it up for dead
For dead
For dead
You take the floor
You’re gonna take a fall
It ain’t so easy
In fact it’s hard as hell
Hey mother, keep your 8 ball shut [x3]
You’re the last man standing
Give it some revs
Needle’s flicking on red
Don’t show no fear
You’re in the twilight zone
Hey mother, keep your 8 ball shut [x3]
You’re the last man standing
Don’t just settle for existence
You’re a born survivor
Cuz everywhere you look
They’re falling like skittles
Hey mother, keep your 8 ball shut [x3]
You’re the last man standing
You're off the street into your car.
Step on the gas before too far.
Lights are flashing into your mirrors sirens wail.
Killer cops are showing in your town.
Everywhere you go they're putting you down.
Killer cops are showing, showing for you.
Yesterday we got a speeding ticket.
Now we got grief we don't need it.
Today instead we got a bullet in the back of the head.
Killer cops are showing in your town
Better get running they'll be shooting you down.
Killer cops are coming to your town.
Get my kicks on speed
A fast car is all I need
Get my kicks on you
A lot of time little to do
[Chorus]
Kicks for depression
Need my kicks for my aggression
Kicks for depression
Kick oppressors and oppression
Get my kicks on money
Window shopping with my honey
Get my kicks feel alright
Sleep all day stay out all night
[repeat chorus]
Get my kicks at night
Fall about when I get tight
Get my kicks in bars
Soft lights and loud guitars
well i live in a car,
yeah i live in a car
well i ain't got no television set or stereo
cos i live in a car
don't try to call me up on the telephone
cos i won't be home,
i live in a car
well i live in a car,
yeah i live in a car
well i ain't got no yard,
no i.d.card cos
i live in a car
cops try to get me
but i don't care
i'm never there
yeah i live in a car
Dream of your ideal world, the way you want it to be
Everyday boy meets everyday girl in the dance halls by the sea
When you finally wake up, wake up to reality
Half your life has been and gone, you’re still swinging on a tree
Concrete trees
Neon leaves
Auto creatures
Micro feed
Working for the welfare state, the Socialist’s dream
Working for love or working for hate - it ain’t what it seems
Too many people on the make, cutting down your tree
You’re gonna make your big mistake if you think you’re gonna be free
Concrete trees
Neon leaves
Auto creatures
Micro feed
Dream of your ideal world, the way you want it to be
Everyday boy meets everyday girl in the dance halls by the sea
When you finally wake up, wake up to reality
Half your life has been and gone, you’re still swinging on a tree
Concrete trees
Neon leaves
Auto creatures
Micro feed
Working for the welfare state - It’s just another jungle
Working for love or hate - It’s just another jungle
Too many people on the make - It’s just another jungle
Quite often I get a thinking
How as kids we got by
Like christmas time in our house
We couldn't even afford a fire
But we made do in our house
Back then when I was young
Dad used to suck a peppermint
And we'd all sit round his tongue
We couldn't afford no tinsel
On our christmas tree
So we'd just wheel old grandad in
And make the old cunt sneeze...atchoo
Wheel him round the other side granny...atchoo
Well things change so bloody fast
I got children now of me own
Now I heard 'em unwrap their presents
Last night when I got home
Santa claus you cunt
Where's my fucking bike
I've unwrapped all this other junk
There's nothing what i like
I've wrote you a letter
And i've come to see you twice
You geriatric wanker
Where's my fucking bike
If i wanted a pair of fucking shoes
I would've fucking asked
This cowboy suit and ping-pong set
You can stick right up your arse
You went and mucked my order up
It's enough to make you spew
It's not just me that's pissed off
My sister's cheesed off too
Santa claUs you cunt
Where's my fucking pram
You promised me you fucking cunt
You know who I am
'Cos I'm the little girl
You made sit right on your hand
Never mind your ho ho ho
Where's my fucking pram
Next time i go to see him
I'm gonna punch him in the guts
Set his fucking reindeer loose
Kick rudolf in the nuts
Just you wait til next year
'Til we get to that store
A mate of my little sister
'll come stomping through that door
Hey mums and dads just check his breath
And watch his bloodshot eyes
Don't listen to him boys and girls
'Cos he tells fucking lies
He's a pisstake and a pervert
He's not even fucking bright
'Cos that fucking wanker
Forgot my fucking bike
Hey santa claus you cunt
Where's my fucking bike
I've unwrapped all this other junk
There's nothing what I like
I wrote you a fucking letter
And I came to see you twice
You geriatric wanker
Forgot my fucking bike
Yeah I'm gonna tell my dad on you
Fucking punch your head in....cunt
Gangster, gangster
You wanna be Mr Big?
You wanna run this city
You wanna own the streets
Gangster, gangster
In your white Cadillac
With a telephone and TV
And a bar in the back
Gangster, gangster
Now you’re the boss
You’ve paid off the police
How much did it cost?
Gangster, gangster
You’re living by the gun
Found dead in the gutter
With your dark shades on
Gangster, gangster
In a black Cadillac
A bunch of flowers
And a box in the back
Gangster, gangster
Just a hunk of meat
One hungry gun
I’d like to know what’s going on
Everything I do is wrong
Everything I say is out of place
If you smile you’ll break your face
Fragile - I don’t dare to breathe
Fragile - catch your disease
Fragile - walking on thin ice
Fragile - living a lie
Schizophrenic, I’m paranoid
Everything I do, I have to think twice
I can’t stand up, and I can’t sit down
Now what do I do when you’re around?
Fragile - I dare not breathe
Fragile - catch your disease
Fragile - walking on thin ice
Fragile - living a lie
You run away, I’m all alone
It’s Saturday morning when you come home
I don’t say nothing, don’t even breathe
Just one word, I’m dead meat
Fragile - I can hardly breathe
Fragile - feel my disease
Fragile - walking on thin ice
Fragile - living a lie
Fatal, you’re so fatal
Fatal, you’re so fatal
Suicide victims
Cranks and queens
Like a trial of destruction
Like a cyclone brings
You’re so fatal
You’re so fatal
No, no, no, here she comes again
Sometimes I think that she’s got no brain
There’s a chain reaction wherever she goes
A major disaster with a minor dose
You’re fatal
It’s fatal
Fatal, it’s fatal
You heard about the trap that Venus laid
Well, I ain’t looking for an early grave
You’re so fatal
You’re so fatal
Fatal, you’re so fatal
Fatal, you’re so fatal
Sometimes I think I’ve seen the last of you
But you come back right on cue
You say it’ll kill you if I say goodbye
But you give me heart attacks
And that is why
You’re fatal
You’re so fatal
Fatal, you’re so fatal
Oh Steve Biko
He was born in South Africa
He died in a jail cell
A political prisoner
The Yankees and the UK
Are filling you with finance
How sweet is your sugar
How bright are your diamonds
It's a fascist regime South Africa
A fascist regime South Africa
(He ain't dead) it could have been so peaceful
(He ain't dead) cos black and white are equal
(He ain't dead) black armies are invading
(He ain't dead) there's gonna be a showdown
You can't blame the black man
For telling you he hates you
You take away his homeland
And you say he doesn't live there
Oh South Africa
Have you got a conscience
To the soldiers watching
And the soldiers waiting
It's a fascist regime South Africa
A fascist regime South Africa
(He ain't dead) it could have been so peaceful
(He ain't dead) cos black and white are equal
(He ain't dead) black armies are invading
(He ain't dead) there's gonna be a showdown
It's a fascist regime South Africa
A fascist regime South Africa
(He ain't dead) it could have been so peaceful
(He ain't dead) cos black and white are equal
(He ain't dead) black armies are invading
Face the machine
It’s the thing that made you
Face the machine
It’s the beast that bred you
Face the machine
It had so much faith in you
Face the machine
Now it will destroy you
The innocent
The insane
The honest and the deviant
[x2]
Fight the machine
Before it turns on you
Fight the machine
It will only use you
Fight the machine
It can only cheat you
Fight the machine
It has just aborted you
The innocent
The insane
The honest and the deviant
[x2]
Face the machine
And then you can use it
Face the machine
And you can abuse it
Face the machine
And it will answer to no-one else
Face the machine
And then you can face yourself
The innocent
The insane
The honest and the deviant
A child is born with a gun in his hand.
He knows one day he has to kill another man.
But that was some time, some place long ago.
So tell me, how can you justify your gun law?
After Dunblane how can you hold a gun?
And say that you are innocent?
After Dunblane how can you hold a gun?
And say that you are innocent?
Meanwhile back in the USA.
There's a massacre 'most everyday.
But that don't give us the right to deny.
A mother of another dead child.
After Dunblane how can you hold a gun?
And say that you are innocent?
After Dunblane how can you hold a gun?
And say that you are innocent?
So are you blind or are you just a fool?
You can't see the writing on the wall.
Guns are for nothing but to kill.
And it's you not the industry who pays the bill.
After Dunblane how can you hold a gun?
Don’t blame Islam, don’t blame the church
Mutilation is the brave new world
Don’t blame Islam, don’t blame the church
We did not steal your humanity
Religion is evil
Rape of the poor
Don’t blame Islam, don’t blame the church
They never killed in the name of God
Don’t blame Islam, don’t blame the church
For the orphans and the hungry children
Religion is evil
Don’t blame Islam, don’t blame the church
For Jihad crusade
Don’t blame Islam, don’t blame the church
For ritualized slaughter
Religion is evil
Dehumanise - devolution
Marginalise - devolution
Deforestise - devolution
Terrorise - devolution
The mother of revolution
You know the prize of everything
And the value of nothing
Live is cheap - devolution
You’re in the way - devolution
To the corporation - devolution
You’re just human waste
(Devolution) is the mother of revolution
You know the prize of everything
And the value of nothing
Dehumanise - devolution
Marginalise - devolution
Terrorise - devolution
Deforestise - devolution
The mother of revolution
You know the prize of everything
Custodians of the law
Protect the rich and fuck the poor
Neighborhood is shot and gone
Surrounded by shit we live on
In custody [x4]
Custodians of the law
Protect the rich, fuck the poor
Gonna leave this place
Gonna leave this town
Gonna get a ride
Don’t wanna be…
In custody [x4]
Neighborhood is burning down
Leave this city, go leave this town
Don’t wanna be in custody [x2]
I don’t wanna live in Yardyland
Every juvenile delinquent has a gun in his hand
I got a problem with my drugs
I can never, never, never, never, never get enough
Crossfire [x2]
I gotta pack, I gotta run
I can’t sit here like a smoking gun
So many geese is flying south
Like the lies from your mouth
Crossfire
There’s a sniper on the roof
Dogs are barking in the yard
There’s the sheriff up a tree
Hey, mr Policeman don’t shoot me
Crossfire [x2]
Run, run - This is confrontation street
Run, run - There ain’t nothing here but heat
Better take some cover
Close your windows and your doors
You’re gonna find yourself
On the wrong side of the law
All the government forces
Better run - tear gas bomb
Clear the streets, don’t panic
Better run - tear gas bomb
Fire bombs flashing on confrontation street
They’re burning, burning, burning down me street
Women and children running down the street
Passed bodies burning on confrontation street
Screams, shouts, panic
Run - tear gas bomb
There’s no more law and order
You better run, tear gas bomb
Run, run from confrontation street
Run, run, there’s killers on the street
Burnt out shops and houses on confrontation street
All the burnt out buses lying on the street
Screams, shouts, panic
Run - tear gas bomb
Here come the law enforcement forces
Better run, tear gas bomb
Which ward? “F” ward I.C.U.
Under the palm what did I do?
Which cell? Padded cell, T.B.H.
How many downers did I take?
Which block? “F” block, cell block 8
We’re all prisoners of our fate
Which block? “E” block, cell block 9
We’re all prisoners of our time
Collecting for the big fire
Waiting for the change
When somebody hit me with a bicycle chain
Collision cult [x4]
Prisoners, exiles, hear my tale
You don’t need bars to build a jail
Which way, which turn should I take?
You can run but you can’t escape
Stop the operation
I’ve changed my mind
Call my witch doctor
I think I’m gonna die
Occult princess sacrifice
Feel the teeth begin to bite
Witches and demons of the night
Dancing in the pale moonlight
You Rock ‘n’ Roll angels, you Rock ‘n’ Roll stars
Join the waistoids at the bar
Time for council, call my tribe
We’re gonna dance for another night
Putting on the war paint, beating on the drum
We’re gonna dance ‘til the weekend’s done
Collision cult
Chemical war chemical war, nations to destroy
Chemical war chemical war, future nightmare toy
Chemical war chemical war, and if you should survive
Chemical war chemical war, more dead than alive
They say "we don't use it" but we know they lie
We say they abuse it before they run and hide
Chemical war chemical war, take your little pill
Chemical war chemical war, go and make your will
Chemical war chemical war, here comes the cyanide
Chemical war chemical war, just not on your side
They say "we don't use it" but we know they lie
See that man dressed in black
Pass him by don't look back
Keep in a line and walk straight ahead
One false move could be dead
'Cos he's an underground undercover agent for the CID
CID, CID
Got a loaded 44
Walking armoury store
Take a tip and hear what I say
Don't take no trip down Soho way
If you do you better keep in a line
Make one false move could be doing time
'Cos he's an underground undercover agent for the CID
CID, CID
Got a loaded 44
Walking armoury store
Watch it
Take a tip and hear what I say
Don't take no trip down Soho way
If you do you better keep in a line
Make one false move could be doing time
'Cos he's an underground undercover agent for the CID
CID, CID
Got a loaded 44
Here comes heart beat
Picked up on every street
She knows what its for
Like she said she knows the score
All I wanna know, All I wanna know
Does she suck
See her on your tv screen
Prettiest little thing that you've ever seen
Is she good has she got a brain
I can teach her but its such a pain
She's coming out of school
About to break a rule
Going out getting excited
Did anybody tell you
Why you came here?
Out of confusion
In a world of fear
Did they tell you a story
In new romance?
Now you’re thinking
This is your last chance
This is the new ice age [x2]
One look in the mirror
Tells it all
Your eyes are drowning
In a waterfall
You tell yourself
That you don’t care
Then shatter your image
In your despair
This is the new ice age [x2]
Save your sorrow
Save your tears
I’ve got an answer
If you want to hear
Move up slowly
Try to please
If you stand still
You’ll begin to freeze
Dance, travel
In the robot age
[x4]
God did not make man
Man made God
[x2]
God did not make man
Man made God
[x2]
Dance, travel
In the robot age
[x4]
God did not make man
Man made God
[x2]
Dance, travel
Some say it was a match made in heaven
Some say made in hell
Before too long, old Jakie
Was hearing those old church bells
He drove a tractor, she drove a cadillac
All he wanted to do
Climb Fuji, Tokyo tower
See the sights of the city too
I’ll meet you in Shibuya
Said Tokyo Rose
I’ll meet you at the statue of Hachikō
Tokyo Rose
Now some people wait all day
Some people wait all night
Waiting for the lover to come along
You know it just ain’t right
I’ll meet you in Shibuya
Said Tokyo Rose
I’ll meet you at the statue of Hachikō
Tokyo Rose
Tokyo Rose!
What do you do in Tokyo?
Go out and meet the boys
Take in a few bars, have a little drink
You got too much choice
I’ll meet you in Shibuya
Tokyo Rose
By the statue of Hachikō
We are the revolving boys [x2]
Winding down at the bar
I’m in a spot of bother
Out of my depth
Just waiting to be swallowed
We are the revolving boys [x2]
Round and round and round we go
Searching for connection
Magnetized to energy
No control of our direction
We are the revolving boys [x2]
Journey men, space cadets
Travellers in time
The designated operator of the gears
We are the revolving boys [x2]
Softly seeking sanctuary
No hope of success
Always finding pitfalls
More deeper than the rest
We are the revolving boys [x2]
Exotic slaves from a faraway land
Only now we have the upper hand
We are the revolving boys - No sense of reality
We are the revolving boys
Wanna get in my room
Wanna get in my head
Wanna get in my jeans
Wanna get in my bed
You give me disease
Get me up
Don't get me down
Well I just can't sit
When you’re around
Cos you give me disease
Gimme disease [x4]
You give me disease
Get me right
Don't get me wrong
Get me in the alley
Get me in the john
You give me disease
at times you only live
like a robot every day
the only excitement in your life
is watchin' your own TV
everyone is a clockwork programme
and nobody revolts
just a bunch of kids
frustrated
when the sun goes down
the droogs begin
they gather 'round in gangs
they get their little blades
and go out hunting
hey hey here comes alex
and his real little horrorshow
hey hey hey here comes alex
got a real little horrorshow
in their crusade against law and order
and a safe world that is not just
they celibrate brutality
violence and destruction
not satisfied until they see
the next victim suffer
and nothing's gonna stop them
in their merciless quest
hey hey here comes alex
he's got a real little horrorshow
hey hey hey here comes alex
see his real little horrorshow
twenty against one 'till they see blood
with their sticks and knives
sooner or later a head will burst
and it's already the next victims turn
while you keep asking god to interrupt
hey hey here comes alex
and his real little horrorshow
hey hey hey here comes alex
don't you go to his horrorshow
hey hey hey here comes alex
There’s no waves on the water, like a calm before a storm
The sound of her laughter still echoes round my room
The last thing I remember, she began to cry
She was making a decision, she wouldn’t tell me why
Was it a head wound?
Was it a bad wound?
Flesh wound?
Was it a deep wound?
Like a dream, like a dream - It seems to me now
Forbidden obsessions - They lie behind me now
Some pieces still remain there, underneath my skin
Nobody else can see them but something lies within
Was it a head wound?
Was it a deep wound?
Flesh wound?
Was it a bad wound?
Only the wounded suffer from the pain
Only the nightmares, they bring it back again
Like ships on the ocean, passing in the night
Some ships collide, some ships even die
Of a bad wound
Of a head wound
Deep wound
My little sister's got the TV blues
There's nothing you can do
She's gonna cry on Saturday night
Christmas, Sunday too
TV detector van coming down the street
TV detector man took away our TV
Now my little sisters got the TV blues
They say it's tough on you
[?] comes up next week
There's nothing we can do
Sister stays in bed all day
There's nothing left to see
I guess I'll have to get a job
To pay for another TV
Now my little sister's got the TV blues
My sister's got TV blues
My little sister's got the TV blues
Daddy's got them too
If you can't get the money to pay the fine
You know what they're gonna do
40 days in Brixton
Puts the shit on the family
I guess you wouldn't credit this
For watching your own TV
It’s swirling round my head
Everything that you said
Espoucing mysticism
And transcendentalism
What you gonna do when the truth kills your Guru [x2]
Your Guru
He dresses like a sheik
But lives in Heywardss Heath
Selling you his saffron lies
While sleeping with all your wives
What you gonna do when the truth kills your Guru [x2]
Your Guru
He says your aura’s too faded
That science is just too jaded
He wants a million for a shrine
He says what’s yours is mine… is mine
Collecting big fat checks
From all you spiritual wrecks
Saving wealthy souls
While driving his paisley Rolls
What you gonna do when the truth kills your Guru [x4]
All I need is some inspiration
Before I do somebody some harm
I feel just like a vegetable
Down here on the farm
Nobody comes to see me
Nobody here to turn me on
I ain't even got a lover
Down here on the farm
They told me to get healthy
They told me to get some sun
But boredom eats me like cancer
Down here on the farm
Drinkin' lemonade shanty
Ain't nobody here to do me harm
But I'm like a fish out of water
Down here on the farm
I wrote a thousand letters
Till my fingers all gone numb
But I never see no postman
Down here on the farm
I call my baby on the telephone, I say
Come down and have some fun
But she knows what the score is
Down here on the farm
I can't fall in love with a wheatfield
I can't fall in love with a barn
Well everything smells like horse shit
Down here on the farm
Blue skies and swimming pools
Add so much charm
But I'd rather be back in Soho
She sits by the window
I sit by the aisle
The hostess pours the drinks
With a practiced smile
We talk about sunshine
As we touch down
Now we are the foreigners
And you’re not around
Divide by eight, multiply by five [x2]
Counting kilometres
Trying to translate
Is this what I wanted?
This twist of fate
Watching people take pictures
With expensive cameras
Through dirty windows
Of foreign cars
Divide by eight, multiply by five [x4]
Playing with a calculator
I’m counting the cost
I feel so cheated
At every border cross
I’ll send you a postcard
I wish you were here
You think that I’m joking
I’ve never been more sincere
Just another hazy day
Open the door, go out to play
What’s that coming down the street
Hey, there’s friends I got to meet
So I drive on down the road
Just to find a watering hole
Another sunny afternoon
Drinking beer and Tequila
My head’s starting to spin around
I can’t drive much further
We end up in a music bar
My head is feeling hazy
When the band begins to play
We get a little crazy
It all blurs into one
Don’t ask me the time of day
My memory fails me
I just don’t know what week it is
Or the time of year
Just one thing on my mind
And it’s there all the time
And it’s time for another beer
Next day I’m in the dark
Woke up in the park
Had a strange thing over my head
A wreath or two, they thought I was dead
Go home, have a shower
Being right as rain in just one hour
Is it ’77, is it 2001
I don’t care
I’m having too much fun
All blurs into one
It all blurs into one [x3]
Looking out my window
What you think I see?
Another stormy night
On a stormy sea
Another round of bars
Another drink or three
I'm driving down a road called
No Mercy
An accident
Just waiting to happen
I'm standing here
On this sterile stage
Paranoia all around
I got my both feet on the ground
The crowd cried out for more, more, more
They want blood
You got to give 'em blood
Blood on my guitar
Can't you see the blood?
Blood on my guitar
I wanna see some blood
Eighteen wheels a-rolling
Rolling down the road
Out on Highway One
Waiting to implode
For I am, I am
I'm your highway man
I am, I am
What I am
Look out any window
Open any door
You'll see me riding by
Down the golden shore
I am, I am
I'm your highway man
I am, I am
What I am
Some drive up to heaven
Some drive down to hell
I'm on Highway Number One
There's no one here to tell
And I am, I am
I'm your highway man
I am, I am
What I am
Eighteen wheels a-rolling
On Highway Number One
San Diego to Spokane
On my Whiskey run
I am, I am
I'm a highway man
I am
We are on our way
To USA
This is America
Hey JFK
We got an hour long show
New York Radio
Hey, then we play CBGB’s
Tell all the people to go
God bless America
We’re in the land of the free
God bless America
Hey don’t forget your ID
There's a shoot-out in town
So we’re not hanging around
Now we’re driving west
Hey, Chicago you’re the best
We hit Nashville
The band is in jail
We had to work all weekend
Trying to get their bail
God bless America
It’s the home of the brave
God bless America
Also home of the KKK
God bless America
We’re in the land of the car
God bless America
Toyota Hundog
God bless America
It’s the land of the jail
God bless America
Got a silicone brain (I, robot)
On a metal frame (I, robot)
Ain’t got no name (I, robot)
And every last one looks the same
He’s got X-ray eyes (I, robot)
He won’t tell no lies (I, robot)
He never cries (I, robot)
He don’t live and he won’t die
He wants your blue planet for a base
He thinks he is the future of a super human race
But he’s got no heart (I, robot)
To tear apart (I, robot)
He ain’t got no veins (I, robot)
Just the mind of a billion brains
He’s the brave new world (I, robot)
For the boys and girls (I, robot)
He’s gonna make you rich (I, robot)
Gonna make you jump and make you twitch
He wants your blue planet for a base
He thinks he is the future of a super human race
He’s got no heart (I, robot)
To tear apart (I, robot)
He ain’t got no veins (I, robot)
Just the mind of a billion brains
He’s got X-ray eyes (I, robot)
He won’t tell no lies (I, robot)
He never cries (I, robot)
He don’t live and he won’t die
A silicone brain (I, robot)
On a metal frame (I, robot)
Yea he ain’t got no name (I, robot)
And every last one looks the same
He’s got X-ray eyes (I, robot)
He won’t tell no lies (I, robot)
Here comes the rain
Another dole queue day
I'm gonna get some money
Can I? No way
Done to the social
Then an interview
Got my qualifications, they say we don't need you
Here comes the rain
And I'm hanging around
Gonna leave this city
The place is getting me down
Don't care about tomorrow
One more dole queue day
Got my qualifications, they say go away
B.1.C - B.1.C
I don't wanna B.1.C
Here comes the rain
It's my big day
I'm going down to the social
To get my pay
Make sure the next time
You're dressed for an interview
Your qualifications won't help you
B.1.C - B.1.C
I’m very sorry, I’m not home
Leave your name and message after the tone
I’ve been around here for too long
And still the conservation goes...
It’s raining again [x8]
I’m not sorry, I’m not home
Don’t call again, cuz I’m alone
Is it you, is it me?
Is this small town apathy?
Routine stuck, need to get away
You're paid on Friday, now you're dry by Monday
Eight to five, to stay alive
Looking forward to the weekend
Because you left school and you married young
Your kids are in care, now there’s a bad day
Gold watch - that’s all he got
Because he worked his life away
We got young boys with heads shaved
They got anger in their eyes
When violence is golden, you give, you receive
You need it to get
Now they're dragging and fighting and hating and
kicking
And punching and screaming, they're wanting, they're
needing
They're taking, they're hiding
They're lying and cheating
The conversation goes...
One for you
Two for me
Three for you
I.O.D.
[?] I been ill
Now I’m thought I’m out of control
Somebody strap me to a bed
I got electrodes in my head
It’s a job for you
But it’s agony for me
Shoot me up with morphine
Now I get my drugs for free
A shot in the morning
A shot at tea
Now all I need
Is a shot to sleep
Nurse-nurse, come and see
What this stuff has done to me
I can’t eat, I can’t sleep
It’s no use denying, trying to pretend
You said you’d stick by me until the bitter end
Now you call me on the phone but you sound so cold
Why should we be friends when you put my love on hold
Why don’t you shove it, shove it
Shove it where you live
Shove it, shove it
I got nothing more to give
Don’t think I’m a bitter man, I got no cause to complain
The honeymoon is over, so why should we pretend?
I won't be crawling on my knees or play your fool again
So if you think this is sour grapes - all offense meant
So shove it, shove it
Shove it where you live
Shove it, shove it
I got nothing more to give
Why don’t you shove it, shove it
Shove it where you live
Shove it, shove it
I got nothing more to give
Shove it, shove it
Shove it, shove it
Beware of false prophets!
Blow up bodies, blow our minds
Destruction is what's left behind
On East and West the worlds collide
Battle lines just fade and die
In the Islamic East
The slaughter at the feast
Is this your?
And the only thing that's feared
Is just a sacrificial beast
Is this your?
Call in the dogs of war
And slaughter the whore
Is this your creation?
While those who don't believe
At best are left to bleed
Is this your creation?
Children who can't be saved
Thrown into an early grave
Is this your creation?
Discrimination and hate
The legacy of mankind
