Conflict

Cast

• Will Hutchins
• Miguel Ángel Landa
• Jacques Sernas
• Rex Reason
• Charles Ruggles
• Jim Backus
• Fay Spain
• Gloria Talbott
• James Garner
• Dani Crayne
• Joi Lansing
• Stacy Harris
• Montgomery Pittman
• Don Turner
• John Maxwell
• Don Beddoe
• Francis De Sales
• Emory Parnell
• Tom Kennedy
• Charlotte Knight
• Marjorie Bennett
• Harry Seymour
• Lester Dorr

• Season 1
• Episode 1: Shock Wave
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• Episode 2: Condemned to Glory
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• Episode 3: The Magic Brew
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• Episode 4: Captain Without a Country
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• Episode 5: The People Against McQuade
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• Episode 6: Man from 1997
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• Episode 7: Stranger on the Road
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• Episode 8: Silent Journey
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• Episode 9: Girl on the Subway
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• Episode 10: Blind Drop: Warsaw
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• Episode 11: Passage to Maranga
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• Episode 12: The Money
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• Episode 13: Capital Punishment
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• Episode 14: Law vs. Gangster
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• Episode 15: A Question of Loyalty
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• Episode 16: Anything for Money
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• Episode 17: No Man's Road
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• Episode 18: Pattern for Violence
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• Episode 19: Execution Night
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• Episode 20: The Velvet Cage
  Last show of the series....

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Conflict - Malevolent Creation
• Conflict - Archive
• Conflict - Disturbed
• Conflict - Aaron Watson
• Tough Shit Mickey - Conflict
• To Whom It May Concern - Conflict
• This Is Not Enough - Conflict
• These Colours Don't Run - Conflict
• The Ungovernable Force - Conflict
• The System Maintains - Conflict
• The Serenade Is Dead - Conflict
• The Right To Reply - Conflict
• The Positive Junk - Conflict
• The Institute Of Dreams - Conflict
• No more excuses - Conflict
• Neither Is This - Conflict
• Is Never To Die - Conflict
• Increase The Pressure - Conflict
• From Protest To Resistance - Conflict
• Custom Rock - Conflict
• A Question Of Priorities - Conflict
• Whichever Way You Want It - Conflict
• Conflict - Conflict
• Vietnam Serenade - Conflict
• To Be Continued... - Conflict
• This Is The A.l.f. - Conflict
• Wargames - Conflict
• War - Conflict
• They Said That - Conflict
• THESE THINGS TAKE TIME - Conflict
• There's No Power - Conflict
• The War Of Words - Conflict
• The Hidden Hand - Conflict
• The Guilt & The Glory - Conflict
• The Greatest Show On Earth - Conflict
• The Final Conflict - Conflict
• The Day Before - Conflict
• The Arrest - Conflict
• THE A TEAM - Conflict
• Someday Soon - Conflict
• Slaughter Of Innocence - Conflict
• Radio Trash - Conflict
• Punk Inn'it - Conflict
• I've Had Enough - Conflict
• No Island Of Dreams - Conflict
• Mental Mania - Conflict
• Meat Means Murder - Conflict
• Let The Battle Commence - Conflict
• Just Defy - Conflict
• I'm Starving - Conflict
• I Heard A Rumour - Conflict
• Great What - Conflict
• From St. Paul's To Seattle - Conflict
• Force Or Service - Conflict
• Exploitation - Conflict
• Dodi Did 'er Doggy - Conflict
• Do You Get The Picture - Conflict
• Cruise - Conflict
• Crazy Governments - Conflict
• Carlo Giuliani - Conflict
• C.r.a.s.s. - Conflict
• Bullshit Broadcast - Conflict
• Blood Morons - Conflict
• Blind Attack - Conflict
• Berkshire Cunt - Conflict
• Barricades And Broken Dreams - Conflict
• Assured Mutual Destruction - Conflict
• An Option - Conflict
• Against All Odds - Conflict
• A Piss In The Ocean - Conflict
• A Message To Who - Conflict
• A Gaping Hol - Conflict
• A Declaration Of Independence - Conflict
• 1986 The Battle Continues - Conflict
• 1824 Overture - Conflict
• As Others See Us - Conflict
• The Cord Is Cut - Conflict
• One Nation Under The Bomb - Conflict
• Now You've Put Your Foot In It - Conflict
• Conflict - Royal Flush
• Conflict - Burden

Darkening the senses
Hate pounding on
All emotions conquered
No heart to be found
Nerves fill with fire
Open eyes dialate
Burning deep inside
Weakened bodies fulminate
The forward march
Is crushing life
Firepower
Lights up the night
Rip through the flesh
Searing within
Militant trek
Death only wins
Enemies must die
The only law
To push the line
This is the law
To take life
To crush life
To rule life

Coflict is inevitable like control and fear
Conflict is integral say goodbye my dear
Coflict is inevitable like control and death
Conflict is integral this is the end I said
Coflict is inevitable see it in your mind
Conflict is what makes us here it's so easy to find
Coflict is inevitable attack inside your head
Conflict is a part of us with us until we're dead
Coflict is inevitable the crash and it all comes down
Conflict is in everything in us and all around
Coflict is inevitable a force inside your heart
Conflict is integral let's prepare to part.

You are enemyYou are my hated enemyI am enemyA number one rated enemy
I'm a labeled enemyI am your mortal enemyMy actions, enemyMake me your bitter enemy
All the world aroundEnemy, they're tearing up the groundEnemy, they're drawn in by the soundEnemy, enemyI must eliminate my enemy
Enemy, enemyEnemy, enemyI must eliminate my enemy
Your people, enemyMy people's hated enemyWhat are you, enemy?Though one created enemy
Terminate the enemyEradicate the hated enemyI am an enemyMy very greatest enemy
All the world aroundEnemy, they're tearing up the groundEnemy, they're drawn in by the soundEnemy, enemyI must eliminate my enemy
Enemy, enemyEnemy, enemyI must eliminate my enemy
You try to tell me that you love lifeThen find another way to kill lifeYou try to tell me that you love lifeThen find another way to kill life
You try to tell me you love lifeThen find another way to kill lifeYou try to tell me that you love lifeThen find another way to kill
Wanting, love lifeAnd needing, kill lifeWanting, love lifeAnd needing, kill life
Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemyEnemy, enemy, enemy, enemy
You try to tell me that you love lifeThen find another way to kill lifeYou try to tell me you love lifeThen find another way to kill

Out with the old.
And in with the new.
That's what they say,
Those who don't have a clue.
You're fighting this rain.
You're willing the shine.
You can't help yourself.
But i know you are trying.
When your heart and your head disagree
Then I'll bet if you made them unite
There would be such a fight
Over what they should do
With this problem and you
Don't know how to resolve this conflict
Still chasing a dream
You're facing the facts
The weight of the reel
No more regrets
No looking back
The problem to big
The tower to high
Yes says the heart
But no says the mind
When your heart and your head disagree
Then I'll bet if you made them unite
There would be such a fight
Over what they should do
With this problem and you
Don't know how to resolve this conflict
I wish this world apart
Where I could give you all the answers
But the fight continues on
And the fact of the matter
Is I am convinced we all
spend far too much time on the fence
Choosing sides
Tell me which is right
When your heart and your head disagree
Then I'll bet if you made them unite
There would be such a fight
Over what they should do
With this problem and you
Don't know how to resolve this conflict
Don't know how to resolve this conflict

Guide me...
hrafn blots godi...
guide me...
hratn ass...
Odhinn
Odhinn...
Odhinn, hear me...
hrafnass, hear me...
lend me, Sleipner
so I cantride
between the worlds tonight
I sit on my skin rug under the mesmerizing moon
the show falls but I do no freeze
this night is calm and the sky is clear
and the shadows of my life dance on the trees
Spirit, spirit dance with me
dance with me tonight
spirit, spirit dance with me
as he flames we rise and fly
The drum is my horse and it rides through the woods
we swim on the starsea as one
I close my eyes when I hear the wolves
the howls of Geri and Freki, guide me!
Wolf, wolf howl with me
howl with me tonight
wolf, wolf howl with me
guide me now!
The rhythms of the beating of my drum fades away
and I see that the wolves stand awaiting for me
my naked feel leave no trace in the snow
as I run through the woods with the wolves
With my drum I ride the wind
and travel in what you call dreams
I let my spirit rise and fly
to nine worlds invisible to our eyes
My journey has gone beneath the worlds
I praise Odin for lending me sleipner
clenching my fists, I scream to the sky
my dreamquest has begun!
A pagan soul born a thousand years too late
I have the spirit of the old
and my path is set by fate
One of the faithful few I am one of the last
who worship pagan gods and claims
the heritage of our pagan father's past

It's a small town life and I like it
'Cause the bad don't get in your way
There's an angry God gonna strike it
Yeah, that's what we pay him for, that's why we pray
Well I guess the angry God he was a-fishing
When Molly called me up with the news
Within the space of a week
Yeah, a pervert or a sex freak
Let the kids take a peek
That's more than a little cheek
No pun intended
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of woman
And you don't act smart and you don't touch my children
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
Well there was no time fooling with the trifles
So there was no use in telling the men
They would just go running for their rifles
And then once you got him couldn't get him again
So Peg got a bolt of fishing tackle
And Marge got her gardening clips
And Sally LaBiche put her hound on a leash
And the timer on the quiche, she's kind of nouveau riche
But we like her
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of woman
And you don't act fresh and you don't touch my children
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
It was the kids who spotted him a running
As we drove through the harbor fog
And that's when we got our engines gunning
'Cause we knew he was headed for the cranberry bog
We got our hip-high rubber boots strapped on
And Molly got the big flashlights out
And by the 'Welcome to New England' sign
Got him with the fishing line
In the dark smell of brine
Betty said 'This one is mine.'
She is ruthless
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of woman
And you just say no and you don't touch my children
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
Well we didn't have to drag him and a-jail him
'Cause you don't have to take it so far
When your roots go back to Old Salem
And you've got a local chapter of the DAR
Now I don't go tooting on my lobsters
'Cause your pride doesn't go with your plaid
But it's a victory won and it couldn't be done
By the hippy-dippy flaky-shaky fun-in-the-sun
Braless wonders
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of woman
And you know your place and you don't touch my children
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
If the young man wants to see the sun go down

[Chorus]
Ain't nobody who can love me like you
Ain't no reason that I'll ever be untrue
There's no need for me to try
I can't find a reason why
Ain't nobody who can really love me like you do
I was always the one who needed some affection
And you open your heart to me
Now I'm falling in love
And I can't get enough of your love
There ain't no
[Chorus]
Since you been in my life, now I have direction
And I know where I want to be
Boy you know it's with you
Cause I love what you do when your making sweet love to me
I thought that I (thought I was wrong) was wrong
For wanting to (For wanting to be with you all the time) all the time
I never you knew ( I never knew that you would play
games with my mind) my mind
[Chorus]
When you hold me in your arms
I get this feeling
Fill me with your love
Can't nobody love me like you boy
Cause you give me your good love
Ain't nobody that can love me like you do
[(Repeat 10x) Fade]

1V: Trust you to stand before me like an angel
All dressed in sweet conceit, though I can't see it
I'm running around in circles, still I can't understand
But with my third eye open I can see that you treat me like
a fool
Ch: With one more lie that I can't take, its my tree that
you shake
Shake my soul to the ground and shake me down
I was deceived by an angel
2V: Trust you to want to want me, but do you need me
I pull petals from a flower, do you love me
I've seen you around my garden, you make the flowers bloom
But when spring comes early, summers pass
And autumn comes to soon
Ch: With one more lie that I can't take, its my tree that
you shake
Shake my soul to the ground and shake me down
I was deceived by an angel x 3
M8: Oh baby can't you understand that you're looking at a
broken man
If I could pick up the pieces of my broken heart
I would do it all again right from the start

You go to work, work hard all day
At the end of the week, you collect your pay
That's just where it's at
It's as simple as that
You pay your bills the best that you can
But the rising cost sure hurts a family man
While the rich man gets fat
it's as simple as that
And the money goes so fast it ain't funny
Your mind's made up to get that house on the hill
But you just don't know if you ever will
Because you can't get the cash
It's as simple as that
Cause the man from the bank, he won't give you a loan
Without putting a morgage on all that you own
A tit for a tat
It's a simple as that
And the money goes so fast it ain't funny
Before you know it the kids are all grown
And married off with kids of their own
And it's all in the past
It's as simple as that
You've reached the autumn of your life
And all that's left is you and your wife
And a dog and a cat
It's as simple as that
And the money goes so fast it ain't funny

Never said I was innocent
I will burn in hell for the things I've done to you
Never said I was anything good
I should die from the shame for what I put you through
Let me be the one to bring us back from the dead
I will take the blame for everything
You know I just wanna help you forget
Yeah yeah
We are still living on broken glass
We are still numb because it just keeps happening
All you friends they can kiss my ass
They only see the simple things that they wanna see
Let me be the one to make the pain go away
Shed my skin and show a brand new face
You know I just wanna know that you're okay
You don't have to like it but the swing is at my house now
Sometimes I think
The power is better than a hard drug
Sometimes I think
The power is better than anything
Sometimes I think
Letting go is just like givin up
Sometimes I think that all I wanna do is die inside
All I wanna do is die inside
All I ever think about is you and me and fallin apart
Yeah
Oh

Way up on that mountain children
Reachin' up there for ya children
Need ya back down here my children
To plant your pretty flowers children
(c'mon children, c'mon children)
Hey, hey-hey, hey
Come on down and lend a hand
Need your love, to save the land
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(c'mon children, c'mon children)
*The world needs the children
Cryin' for the children
(*repeat)
Need ya back down here my children
To plant your pretty flowers children
Come on children
Need your love to save the land
Need your love to save the land
To save the land, save the land
To save the land, save the land
(Repeat and fade)

Will Holt
When I was just a little boy, my father said to me, Come here and learn a lesson from the lovely lemon tree.
My son, it's most important, my father said to me, to put your faith in what you feel and not in what you see.
Chorus:
Lemon tree, very pretty and the lemon flower is sweet, but the fruit of the poor lemon is a thing one cannot eat. (Repeat chorus)
Beneath that Lemon Tree one day, my love and I did lie. A girl so sweet that when she smiled, the sun rose in the sky.
We passed the summer lost in love beneath the Lemon Tree. The music of her laughter hid my father's words from me.
(Chorus)
One day she left without a word. She took away the sun and in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had done.
She left me for another. It's a common tale but true. A sadder man but wiser now, I sing these words to you.
(Chorus)

Here and now
Is the way I live
Unafraid of what life gives
And there've been times in my life
I couldn't see the difference
In pain, or in joy
Or in sun, or in rain
It just seemed the same
But I'm only human
Rendered by ambition
But I'm going to make it count
Here and now
Is the way I live
With an open heart and mind
Here and now
So many intentions
In life I could have followed
But one of those paths must lead to eternal love
Here and now
Is the way I live
Unafraid of what life gives
Respect things I don't understand
All Here and now
So many intentions
In life I could have followed
But one of those paths must lead to eternal love
Here and now
Here and now

What are you gonna do when they all turn on you
is it worth for us to live their way
it's their mistake and we're the blame
are we to live by their rules and be told what to do
we're not part of their society
fuck their authority
we're the youth of today and nothing can stand in our way
we are young and strong with our new hopes we can't go wrong
we'll live without conformity
we got our dreams
fuck authority
can't you look around you and see the world of today
they're all fucking hypocrites
who lies to get their way
we shouldn't feel this shame
when we know we're not the blame
we can't take their abuse
they're full of selfish lies
we've heard too many excuses
when we know we're right
the anger has grown inside us and we're out for blood tonight

2000 LIGHT-YEARS OF DARKNESS
Tell me can my eyes betray me?
Do they say how happy i feel
When no one takes the seat beside me
On the bus and make a fuss?
- Then i'm easy
To go away, take a train, go astray
- Disappear into the unknown
To a place where you'r always
All alone
Take a look into my eyes
2000 light-years of darkness
Take a look into my eyes
200 miles of black woods
Take a look into my eyes
2000 light-years of darkness You'll see
My eyes, your eyes
Father and son
Our thoughts will be one
Connected in souls
Together at last
- In the same black hole
One day you won't know my name
You will go and
Not come back again
I assume
It will bring me great pain
But at least
I'll know where you're staying
'Cause you and i
Got a way to go astray
- Disappear into the unknown
To a place where we're always all alone
Take a look into my eyes
2000 light-years of darkness
Take a look into my eyes
200 miles of black woods
Take a look into my eyes
2000 light-years of darknessYou'll see
My eyes, your eyes
Father and son
Our thoughts will be one
Connected in souls
Together at last
- In the same black hole
In my eyes, in your eyes
In our 2000 light-years of darkness
In my eyes, in your eyes
In our 2000 light-years of darkness

[Intro: (singing])]
(Money makers, take money money money)
[repeat]
[Chorus:]
You got to know the rules of the money makers (Money makers)
You got to have the mind of a money taker (Take money money money)
*repeat*
Day break, wake up, slept past the snooze
Spot that new pote', don't fuck wit'cha *?cools?*
If I won fifteen when we get Mickey D's
Philly *?tritors?* come up, we got our eyes on paper
I gotta partner wit two, see we can flip us a ??
Cos he'll help a nigga out, just we're down on low
So track the yard for your bank, spend five on bags
I'ma creep the soda from the store-a (that last ten burnt fast)
I took a beaker from school cos see I failed that class
Gotta simple teaspoon and we ain't top the glass
Watch it rise the top (the top), the drop to the bottom (the bottom)
Cool it off quick, yell 'BOMB'S ??'
The fiends put that glass back to blast of a loaded .4-4 Mag
Hard enough to knock a linebacker out his shoulder pads
On a slab, drop the bag, time for action
Cut it witta one for your best satisfaction
Inhale, exhale, now you're clientele
Find me in ATL, where them hollow point shells
is left all over the scene when we been seen
Getaway cleaner than Kim Basinger, stay dip, it's a routine
Throw dice with the neighbours, never know which one I'm rollin with (Say
what?)
Keep your friends close but keep your enemies closest
There's six million ways (uhuh), wit one way out
.357 Rueger, the six-shooter
Just enough commotion to get the fuck outta Waco
God I'm in distress, I caress
Already got the ginners out the kin in '88
See stringers are better, I do whatever the fuck it takes
[Chorus: (x2)]
You got to know the rules of the money makers (Money makers)
You got to have the mind of a money taker (Take money money money)
Take care of your business first, save them niggas for last
and always keep your eyes on the cash
I stay ready for confrontation, throwin flurry's in combinations
The right, left, right, slap that niggas faces
>From the land of the free, home of the killers
We nick, keep keepin it raw, goin to war overseas
Mo' tains and now my end is game tight like Dolemite
Kavossier, no man's protege, the world's tight
I keep my dick clean like niggas came white
Since the days, niggas want a dopeman's knot
The moves I make, all your draft lights and Nitron Davis
One foot after the other, like a classic movie in color
The street blood, a goodfella, you weed dealer
You cocoa deller, gigolo, pimp-type money getter
Now see we strive for the good thangs, the big man'
and a ?? phone chain, sittin on chrome thangs
Plushed out white, wit the black pipes, straight from the Golden State
Filthy rich, niggas ??
You damn straight, and boss players never P.H.
They be too busy flippin weight down to the last ??
Stackin up rep wit the kilos on their inside, the chemist
who balance on trip' beams, like ol metal ??
I'm buildin like salt-n-vinegar, mama raise the real nigga
Three parts Cherokee, so I'm an Indian giver
Give and take and break a fiend of the proper docious
Keep it certified dope, in the Volks out of folks
[Chorus (x2)]
I got my niggas on the inside lookin out
(Yeah I got my niggas on the outside lookin in)
I got my niggas on the inside lookin out
(Yeah I got my niggas on the outside lookin in)
You know the money, take your money
[Outro]

(Darren Costin/Nick Feldman)
Our favorite song was on the radio
I thought I'd call you just to say hello,
hello
It didn't really matter
You weren't there
The thoughts I'd had for such a fine
romance
In all my dreams I always get the chance
I wish it were forever
Do you care
Friends keep saying that I'm wasting
time
I'm not the type that listens
This heart of mine gives me my vision
My heart beats
To the beat of love
My heart beats
Baby you know it should
My heart beats
To the beat of love for you, for you
My heart beats
To the beat of love
My heart beats
And baby you know it should
My heart beats
To the beat of love for you
All of my thoughts I try to sublimate
It's only you that makes me hesitate
It didn't really matter
At the start
I get so cold inside when I'm alone
But then I see you in the world of my
own, alone
I wish it were forever
From my heart
Friends keep saying that I'm wasting
time
I'm not the type that listens
This heart of mine gives me my vision
My heart beats
To the beat of love
My heart beats
Baby you know it should
My heart beats
To the beat of love for you, for you
My heart beats
To the beat of love
My heart beats
And baby you know it should
My heart beats
To the beat of love for you, for you
My heart beats
To the
Beat of love
My heart beats
To the
Beat of love
Beat of love
(Solo)
Beat of love
Beat of love
Beat of love
(Repeat Chorus)
My heart beats loud
My heart beats loud
My heart beats loud
For you, for you, for you, beat of love

The minute you're gone I cry
The minute you're gone I die
Before you walk out of sight
I'm like a child all alone at night
I stare into emptiness
I'm filled with such loneliness
The world goes from right to wrong
The minute you're gone
The minute you're gone
I see
How lonely a man I'll be
My life would be oh so blue
If i couldn't be with you
The Minute you're gone I pray
The minute you're gone I say
Please don't stay away too long
The minute you're gone
The minute you're gone

This ain't livin..
[2Pac]
Nigga - I hear even the smaller G's be dippin Chevy Impalas
while flossin they gold D's, O.G.'s, is who they follow
We ()swallow tomorrow() see, what we leave is hollow
We feed violence and greed, let 'em bleed tomorrow
In time, they grip a nine, sippin wine - hit grass
'til I be starin watch the parents sacrifice they child
The love's gone, a thug's home, with no love
Feelin so strong, make young boys into drug lords
Now one for adolescents, now dos for dose
Keep yo' friends by your side, even close your foes
Now three for Johnny Law tryin to make my chips
I never pulled the trigger, didn't touch that bitch
Throw yo' hands in the air, it's a robbery
.. thinkin 'Pac, would you ride with me
Let's go see what our enemies talkin bout
When G's enter the house nobody's walkin out
This ain't livin, it's similar to prison, we trapped
My homies jealous plus they tell us that the phones is tapped
I watch my back twenty-fo' seven
and never let a busta send a G to ghetto heaven, you know!
This is how it goes when we floss with foes
Before I toss yo' hoe, it'll cost you mo'
I do shows make a lot of dough, murder my foes
But I'd give it all up, if it would help you grow
This ain't livin
[Chorus 2X: sung]
Takes a life to make a life (takes a life)
Livin in the world of crime tonight (takes a life)
Can't find a better way to break you
This ain't livin I gotta do what I gotta do
[2Pac]
Peep it - gunfire is produced at alarmin rates
Today's youth, grip the shit, get in the car and break
'It Takes a Nation of Millions' if we intend to stop the killin
Just search your feelings, participate in some ()
They our seeds and when they bleed, we bleed
That's what becomes of lonely children, they turn to G's
Heavenly father can you rescue, my young nation
rest the Lord will protect you, respect due
Not a threat as I step in blue, and check those
that oppose when I froze them fools, and who are you
to watch me fall farther
I disappeared, reappeared as the .. follow me now
Skippin class, and livin fast, will get yo' ass
stuck in the pen, doin life plus ten
Young brother pump yo' brakes for me, before you choke
won't ya soak up some game from yo' big homies
This ain't livin, we givin you jewelsl, use 'em as tools
Explode on they industry and fade them fools
You know the rules, gotta be a rider
You can run the red lights but read the street signs, heyy
This for all of y'all that keep on raisin hell
Put a pistol in your hand and let you fade yourself
It ain't right, what you put your momma through, young G
Gotta change your life, take the game from me
This ain't livin
[Chorus - 2X]

Who's gonna tell you when
It's too late
Who's gonna tell you things
Aren't so great
You can't go on
Thinking nothing's wrong
Who's gonna drive you home tonight
Who's gonna pick you up
When you fall
Who's gonna hang it up
When you call
Who's gonna pay attention
To your dreams
Who's gonna plug their ears
When you scream
You can't go on
Thinking nothing's wrong
Who's gonna drive you home tonight
Who's gonna hold you down
When you shake
Who's gonna come around
When you break

Written by Bob Welch.
You don't know what she means to me
She's a heart that beats close to me
And gettin' back to the way I feel
Her honest word is my only real thing
When she comes to me then I feel fine
And I'm not afraid but so gratified
Emerald eyes is a mystery
Starin' through to the heart of me
Find, emerald eyes in the night
Gleamin' shiny and bright
As if covered with silver
She's still a mystery to me
The way she sails away slow
Makes your day to day life easy
Emerald eyes is a mystery
She's my place of serenity
And gettin' back to the way I feel
Her honest word is my only real thing
Only an honest word, maybe a sky report
Could be a weather bird it was so close to me
Emerald eyes is a mystery
She's my place of serenity

You know it hurts me
When I can't be next to you
And though we're young I know
You feel the same way, too
Deep in our hearts we know
It's just a matter of time
'Cause we'll be together one day
And when we met
Out on the streets along the way
It wasn't by chance that we
Were passing by that day
As sure as there's a moon
And stars above I know
We'll be together for sure
As sure as that nose on your face
We were meant for each other's arms
Just as one and one make two
You were made for me
I was made for you (boy)
Don't try to hide that smile
I know that's on your face
And when you stare (look) at me
I'll look the other way
And we won't give away
What we know from the start
That we've got that love in our hearts
Deep in our hearts
In our hearts we've got that love
In our hearts we've got that love
In our hearts we've got that love
Oh deep down in our hearts
We've got that love
Oh we're very into lovin', yeah
Oh that love in our hearts
We've got that love in our hearts
Oh baby, we've got that love

Yesterday...
All my troubles seem so far away
Now it seems as though they're here to stay
Oh I believe in yesterday
Suddenly, I'm not half the man I use to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
Oh yesterday came suddenly
Why she had to go, I don't know
She wouldn't say, she wouldn't say
I said something wrong now I long for yesterday
Yesterday...
Love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh I believe in yesterday
Oh I... had to go I don't know
She would not say
I said something wrong
How I long for yesterday
Yesterday...
Love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh I believe in yesterday
I believe in yester...day
Was so far away
Oh yesterday was far away
And I know I can't turn back
Cause yesterday is gone

They say from acorns great oak trees do grow
And from evil man the genocide does flow
From the expenditure the shock waves spread
And the innocents in masses are easily led
It don't really matter if it's communist red
Or whether it's fascism that causes the fatal blow to the head
America still don't realise it's mistake in 'Nam
But they were not on the wrong end of the napalm
They still carry on their search for power and glory
Just another chapter in man's story
Across the world, they rear their ugly heads
Across the world in bloodshed red
The story begins to wear thin
They say it's in the name of law
Will Vietnam be the forerunner to El Salvador?
Another nine years of killings, injuries and rapes
This year's winner is the Watergate tapes
And this year's Kissingers a man called Haig

Do I stand alone again in my endless search for freedom?
Challenging their might, defeated? Falling helplessly away
Crawling from the wreckage, their destiny is my future?
I feel the coldness as I step out into their darkness
So I stand alone the same in my hopeless chase for freedom
Clawing, I call, I call out, but again, I'm never answered
You stand there in your lonely world, in your careless search for freedom
While we struggle on, you turn hopelessly away
Destroyed and recreated, our destiny is the future

What does Direct Action Mean?
It means that you are no longer prepared to sit back and allow terrible,
cruel things to happen. The camerman in Ethiopia took direct action,
he filmed the worst disaster that has ever happened to human beings. He
realised it was too enormous a problem to handle himself - so he took the
films home in the hope other people would help. They did. Are you prepared
to sit back any longer? Direct action in animal rights means causing
economic damage to those who abuse and make profits from exploitation.
START!
It's possible to do things alone, slash tyres, glue up locks, butchers,
burger bars, the furriers, smash windows, bankrupt the lot. Throw paint over
shops and houses. Paint stripper works great on cars. Chewing gum sticks
well to fur coats. A seized engine just won't start, sand in the petrol tank
means that delivery's going nowhere. When the new death shop opens up make
sure you're the first person to be there. If the circus comes to town
remember what goes up must come down. Stop contributing to the abuse
yourself - don't eat meat, don't buy leather. Buy non-animal tested make up,
herbal soap and shampoo's better.
Try and form a group of people that you know that you can trust and plan
ambitious direct action, sometimes risky but a must. Only when you have
animal liberation will we obtain human freedom, when the last
vivisectionist's blade is snapped. It will be that one step nearer to peace.
Direct action in the animal movement is sussed and strong, and our final
goal is not far off.
Animal lovers, vandals, hooligans, cranks; recognise the labels? They say we
don't care about human beings. We say all sentient beings, animal or human
have the right to live, free from pain, torture and suffering. They say
because we are human and speak the same, we matter more. Is our pain and
suffering any greater or lesser than that of animals? Human v. animal rights
is as much a prejudice as black v. white or the nazis versus the jews an
affront to our freedom.
Vivisection is a violation of human beings, the same as it is for animals.
We have a chemical world built on a pile of drugs to thanks for their
experiments. Drugs are designed for profit, manufactured to suppress
symptoms. Human freedom, animal rights. It's one struggle, one fight.
When animal abuse is stopped then human abuse will soon stop also, an
attitude of mind. "An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind".
Start by protecting the weak, the defenceless, animals, the sick, the
disabled. Compassion and emotion are our most important safety values.
If we lose them, then 'we lose' the vitality of life itself.

Waiting for the medical. Waiting for the test
Waiting for exam results, "do your very best"
Waiting for the signatures to sign your life away
Waiting for the games, they want you to play
War is not a game, not a game of fun
Shooting real people with real guns
Learning how to defend your precious country
Learning how to die, not them, just you and me
Nuclear war isn't much fun
When the bomb drops
Where you gonna run?
Where you gonna hide?
What you gonna do?
It's not a horror movie
It's happening to you
Waiting for the day
When the peace will come
That day is long away
So, what's that outcome?
No point in fighting
Who will be accused?
But maybe someday

We never asked for war
Nor in the deepest darkest corners of our minds
Can we contemplate its eternal horror?
Carnage incomparable, human squander
It's neither sweet nor fitting
Fighting; a senseless call to arms
Through lifeless eyes I can still see
The bombers flying over
Bombing the path to peace
Who condones this blood lust?
The skin of my face sticks to the cold concrete
My blood siphoning from my body by fellow man
I can still feel the shrapnel searing limbs
I can still breath but the gas burns my lungs
I can still speak, asking, but there is no answer
I can still smell life's sweet aroma
But now I can taste death
I can hear God calling
But ceremony is short
Greater men? Greater wars? Were they scarred
Scared, lonely as I for lost cause?
When fear is spent, I feel the numbness that makes me
long for cold caress
It's over, cruel finality that disallows family
Love, useless lamenting lost chances
Welcome my lord, farewell my love

Laws are made to be obeyed and that's the way the system stays
The country stands with troops at hand who provide protection for the state
At school you're taught to play the fool, the path is set, followed by all
Employment gained the nation's safe, it's all for one and none for all
It's time we dismissed all their lies that keep us in position
Their demanding obligations
Their deliberate segregation
Their world of degradation
The mass negotiations in their pointless pleas for sanctions
Class conditioning starts from very young
If you are rich or you are fortunate you get trained and treated better
And if you're not it's just tough shit
The elite are brainwashed into believing that they are respected and highly valued
Rewarded with a higher salary bribed with that extra special interest
Destined to end up playing an important state role, or even protect and serve authority itself
Laws are made to be obeyed and that's the way the system stays
The country stands with troops at hand who provide protection for the state
Schools are used to preach the rule; the path is wrecked, destroyed for all

So Listen crowd of people and listen wisely, it's I, daddy Kerry, telling everybody
So what we gonna do about this mad lady?
Everybody knows she's gonna mash up the country
We must be patient in our struggle for freedom
The state shall make it's own mistake, don't feed them ammunition
Time is not running out, time be with us on our side
Maintain the resistance; see the end of apartheid
We're living in a Government style. No time for no fuss and fight, everybody must unite.
We must abolish apartheid
Brothers and sisters fear no more! Rise up and face this evil oppression
Sigh and cry no more, for one day, that fine day
The huge cloud that overshadows all. Shall lift, rise high, all say - forward
Don't shake the hands of the firing squad. There are no tokens here
Remember those burning eyes, them hungry bellies. No cure can exist in promises
Medicine cures all, but when cancer spreads, there can be no cure
Meanwhile brothers crawl on the deathpile to die.
The result of western world economics
Meanwhile the bullet rips the flesh of the young mother.
The flies feast on the eyes of the young child
Meanwhile - hey cool guy McDonalds man, eating the flesh of the fellow man
Wise up, sucking up to the good life. The Coca-Cola formula continues to run red
Rising high on the graph of oppression
Public outcry exists worldwide. Headstones still commemorate the many who have died
Coffins laid to earth. Resistance dead. Rowntree Mackintosh machine guns rise instead
Crucify jah children; suffer once again they shall
In honour, they retaliate. Stones against tanks, inevitably the innocent die
The bodies laying deep are your responsibility
How can sister from outside nation march in disgust at apartheid, whilst using dictator bankbook?
Finance fuels all and in retrospect, it offers nothing more than misery
Political leaders stand off, offering the false hand of opinion poll support
Political factions offer nothing more than violence
Ignorance breeds arrogance, arrogance creates violence. And that is their solution
The abysmal result of dictatorship. Their excuses for slavery
The chain around our necks. The guns in the street
Don't consider violence as an alternative until
you've picked up bits of your relatives in the street
Until you've felt the whip crack tear the skin. The gas burns the eyes
The baton on the skull. The torture in prison
Use sanctions and the grey cloud will disperse
The constitution known as apartheid and it's ilk will be destroyed
And our world shall exist
Brothers and sisters
Such things cannot be bought and sold
Such things cannot be arranged by Governments
Such things cannot evolve overnight. These things take time

There's no power without control!
Broadcast from the rock city radio!
The new Yankee groups
In their punk rock suits
M.T.V.'s addition to Sky's porn pay per view.
What you fucking screwing at?
I'm remote controlling you.
Come closer, comfy? Look and see
Escapism smiling through
Oi you for fucks sake, 'wake up' Righteous and the greedy
It's big brother's biggest brother Common panacea
Spy satellites bugging device Building egos / budding stars
Everything discovered From small acorns - world domination
CCTV recording me
Observing then controlling the
Nation on location
World domination
Access denied - another vehicle for 'the truth'
Deploying all means necessary (to) contain unruly view
Those who dare to deviate
Defy - consuming opiate
Comatosed - waiting for life to begin
The arrival of pop idol
The survivor of survival
Blind dating mutual mating
Rating rivals masturbating
The confused compete comparing
The sanitized temptation
The pretension of deception
The terminal segregation
Sleepy eyed complacency and smug consumerism
The fucking - fuckwit populace laps up more media jism
Anorexic soap stars bearing feeding frenzy scars
Real life TV - talk show toss gagging for exposure
Disposable hyped-up hopefuls - icons, prime time wank
Teen dream manipulation-corporate money in the bank
Kerrang cover boy crown - controlling confrontation
Full frontal anonymity - the faceless generation
Manipulation is the key to dictate democracy
Pantomiming puppets, faithfully to stupidity
Docudrama cunts - I'm sick of lifestyle wannabe's
Cocksucka's in the high street in their top shop an-r-kee
Full circle rock gods - just a bunch of hand jobs
It's official - you can mould me - cause I like the big bucks
Rebellion sucks - rebellion sucks
I can be your pawn star - it's offensive - rebellion sucks
Control
Without control
Without control, there's no power
There's no power without control
Controlling
Rejection direction
Aggression affection
Conception opinion
Position religion
Imposing persuading
Compelling constraining
Infection inspection rock and roll control
Direction election teaching control
Your vision suspicion last year's control
Objection division this year's control
Malignance insistence to want, to have, to make, to take
Resistance existence to try, to cry, to say, tune in, today

And after the raging, comes a tranquil day
So close to my eyes, there's nothing anyone can say
Is there any reason just why I keep on believing?
In the thought in here, in the pain in feeling
Am I supposed to be feeling like this?
Should I be feeling this loneliness?
As days go by I'm despairing, the whole bloody thing keeps on turning
But there's something good to come for I haven't heard the close
Or the footsteps die away

Don't know about you But I'm constantly feeling Nothing, nowhere, no more Putting the oil into their machine
Civilization crumbles
To an all, time low
Again, you know, it shows
Are we searching in the dark?
Or turning on the light?
Treading the treadmill
Stand still, keep quiet, right? Wrong this time
Have you given up the will to think freely?
Is it hard to kick against the pricks?
Understand there is no wrong or right
Live up to fight and fight in honesty
Don't be predictable - cause confusion buys time
Ready for onslaught
Playing dumb, deaf, blind
Waiting for a redeemer
Who never comes?
He salutes - holding back the tears
As the train pulls from the station
She's hurting and it shows
More wrestling emotions
The caring call for change
A whole new world for action
Some people fight through freedom
Others for power, self-satisfaction
Those not born into privilege
Will reclaim the rights denied them
Their discontentment breeds and greed
An overwhelming force condemns
Enemies on all fronts
A strategy of deceit
The hidden hand remains strong
As the abuse of one species leads
Onto another to another
But those white flags of surrender
Are not the ideologically motivated
A state of mind, ungovernable forever
Killing hope - killing time
Dumb acceptance reigns again
Open wide - you decide

Do you know that at least 70% of the human population of this planet starve
And many more do not get enough to eat? You must now be familiar with reports
Of the famine In Ethiopia, where the weather has been so dry that crops fall,
Where the people are so hungry they have to walk many miles to the nearest
Relief station where there might be food If proplr have been generous.
In any one station at least 40 people a day die. totally shriveled.
They haven't the energy to brush away the flies that are waiting for THEIR
Meal. These poeple are the victims of our western governments. In Britain
Alone there are massive great food stores where surplus grain sits, In the
EEC there are food mountains, In Amrerica farmers are paid to destroy part of
Their harvest, while big corporations plunder the 3rd world countries at the
Expense of the natives. Why Is this - economics, the science of greed. that
Which says people must pay western prices for their food. Natural starving
Countries can't afford this especially when their government takes the best
FIrst. The western government have plenty of money. They tax us on our
Income, then they tax us on what we buy. They take the money we have worked
For and use It to buy arms. They would rather be able to destroy the world
12 instead of 10 times over than transport surplus food to those who die.
Indeed, they become 111 through obesity. Must we tolerate these obscenities?
When soon even we may be starving because of their taxes.
Some people don't see the connections between big bussiness and destruction.
The biggest murderers are MacDonald's. Not only do they breed and slaughter
Millions of cattle, great rain forests are pulled down to make way for
Grazing ground. This destroys hundreds of unique species each time not to
Mention the fact that we need trees to produce oxygen for the planet.
Many birds In North America migrate to these forests, on arriving and finding
No forest they die. The drop In population of birds means~more insects and
The Americans only answer to this is pesticide. We all know about factories
Who manufacture pesticide, you know about Union Carbide. They're an American
Company who set up dangerous plants. It doesn't matter, nearly 3,000 indians
Are now dead due to their callousness, thousands have strokes and injuries
That will never heal. Innocent people who had done nothing, whose life is not
Easy anyway, and why? So America can steal food from the starving millions.
Nearly all big bussiness, is based on explanation of the worst kinds.
Cosmetic companies use dead animals to make their products, then poison many
More by feeding it to them with the end result of encouraging sexism by
Convincing men and women to look the same as each other. Advertising promotes
This and advertising of any kind usually portrays women as a sex object only,
There to be raped. Drug companies (like Roche & ICI) claim to Invent new
Drugs to cure Imagined diseases. Thousands die ~t the hands of their useless
Research. They try to make drugs to cure heart disease which was originally
Caused by the sufferer eating meat and dairy products to excess.
Booker McConnell own everything from butchers to health shops, as long as
The cash rolls in who cares? Other companies who make machinery ~ domestic
Appliances (like Thorn EMI.) also makes defense gadgetry. British Aerospace
Specialize In fighters in favour of passenger jets. Governments pay more for
Weaponry that domestic consumers pay for domestic items. That's why many many
Comapnies world wide clamour for defense orders, some would go bankrupt
Without them. The final Industry, uranium mining, sponsored in Britain by RTZ
Plunders the landscape, kills the wildlife,exploits the natives and gives them
Cancer. The product makes bombs to kill all and 15 used for nuclear fuel.
The kind of power that produces waste which can be pumped Into the sea In

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Or buy your nazi armband, last year's fashion, this year's price
Long sleeve sweatshirts are a popular line
I've got the "Crass" Broken Gun. Don't know what it means, but it suits you fine
I've got a lovely line in anarchist ties, some "Conflict" patches if you like
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I've got anarchist pendants and anarchist flags
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Eight years of hard labour now seems suddenly to fade
Away we stand defeated, at home the police invade
Prosecutions hit an all time high, A.L.F. friends locked inside
Our own they turn against us. Well you've got what you want, now shut you mouth
Fuck you, fucking fuck off, can't you see what you're destroying?
They sit back fucking creasing up as we squabble assisting all of them
You are what you think and that's nothing, can't you see what we say is you?
Scurrying around like angry ants, banging our heads on the same wall
Stop; don't think that we are very close to getting there - where?
They give us tiny victories to keep us all content
To trick us into false achievement, the realisation difference
Look, everything we gain is what they let us have
Abort the system all you like, but the board game's titled 'power'
And who's got the board game in hand
The story continues, big business thrives
The world is endangered every day of our lives
They build their arsenals of armies, tanks and guns
Do you still consider life as simply being all fun?
Next time you see protest, ask yourself why?
People shout and scream, they want peace more than a dream
We simply want to live in the way we choose
One day there will be no rulers of the roost
So you stand back with your ideals, your rightful personal opinions
Taking what you want from me but don't say I haven't given
I won't be stuck on the Christmas tree; I won't dictate what you should be
Now I just dream of being free
And tears fill my eyes when I think of what it could have been
Keep at the battle although support may die
Watch every move they make, but always ask why
I'm now glad I stand your outcast; I know we saw it through the past
And any move we made wasn't judged by good results
But by the stereotypes who made us their new cult
We stepped across the lines the music biz neatly drew
We heard the screams of "sell out shit"
But didn't have a clue
Some sell their arse to the BBC; I'm so proud they don't want me
While they have their fantasies, their technicolour dreams
Remember that reality always breaks through, proving life's just what it seems
There's still the Government's police force, complete with boots and gloves
That puts a whole new meaning on the precious word love
The boot still goes in in Ireland, treading on the hands
Still misery and poverty, throughout the pleasant land
Still the threat hangs above our heads known by many names
That's now nice and neatly packaged into harmless TV games
So we'll continue fighting
Yes that's right, we destroyed our own following
Smashed the legs from the pedestal, amongst howling and hollowing
Rose a movement standing so strong against all wrongs
It's a world where little changes but the importance of songs
Has never been so great did it come too late?
Some set out to destroy us perhaps they like the state
Twelve years of Tory conditioning, police and state privilege
Finally proved too much for those now broken and fucked
But out of it came one important achievement, self-respect, dignity, the acknowledgement of trying
There is no independence, and that's how it's going to stay
Not many understand madness, no one understood Conflict
Conflict is to clash, a battle
The house that man built stills stands strong
The Centro Iberico's now defunct
A nation of animal lovers coincide
With the stupid bastards who help EMI
Turning rebellion into money
Its time to see who's who
But the serenade is dead
This is not enough, the battle continues
We increased the pressure from protest to resistance to the ungovernable force

So what if we manage to stop cruise cruising in, will it make any fucking difference?
To the inevitable countdown to world war three, the power monger's decision
Will it be our lifelong stance, or our only chance, to prevent our world's destruction?
Will it be?
You fucked old Yankee crony git
You screwed up bastard commie shit
You evil hag with blood stained hands
Fuck you, fucking hang...
Fuck it, I just can't see any point in singing yet another wanky war song... the accepted target... can't see no point in mouthing off about atomic power... they know the risk involved, but still freely fuck with our lives... you know what they're doing yet still you let them... you think it will never happen... push it to the corner of them mind and forget it... for it's so much more comforting to 'relax' and don't do it...
Alternative to this, the masses join the CND
And fly it's helpless protest banner on demos
Listen to the whining wanky labour party
And wait for them to annihilate the fucking lot of us
Pathetic! You fucking bunch of jokers
When you hear the four-minute warning "It's too fucking late "
See your family and friends perish - the eyes melting - the skin shrivelling -
blood boiling - bomb, death, listen, now
There's one minute left in the game to play
Since that day in forty-five we have never had a say
Was it a solution to combat the right?
Or just to stay ahead and never done fight
Thatcher's plaything in the name Manhattan
Another Hiroshima for her to flatten
The protest signs they are spread across the earth

If you take part in direct action or the police don't like the look of you; you are likely to get arrested
Here's some things to and not to do
You don't have to say anything, nothing, but it is advisable (but still your choice)
to give your name, address and date of birth, and then say nothing else
If you don't give them this you'll find they will only hold you for longer
While they establish your identity, but if you have been previously convicted
Then don't give your date of birth, for you are on their computers in birth order
Then you are not obliged to answer any further questions at all
Most people that are caught are sussed out by their own evidence
The police are cunning but thick, don't hand it to them on a plate
You don't have to give your fingerprints, make them apply for a warrant
This sometimes is refused - especially if the evidence is flimsy
Never let them take your photograph this is only compulsory after
You have received a prison sentence, so don't let them tell you different
You can demand suitable food; you might not get it "keep on asking"
You are entitled to make phone calls but the bastards won't let you
Remember the arresting officer's number, or any scum that treat you badly
Make a legal complaint after wards. Look bored - but stay polite
When they question say "no comment", don't admit to any weakness
They are bastards trained by bastards
To protect, detect, and prevent, us and our like from questioning
Let alone, threaten the power that they cherish
Whatever you go through in a police cell is nothing compared to the suffering inflicted by Governments
The state destroys, tortures and murders, we must stop them, using force if necessary

The poll tax hangs above our heads, as Thatcher wields the axe
The budget, well that pleased us, our shares increased and less tax
The nurses, fight for better pay ILEA closing down
Alton hits out with his bill, the yuppies invade town
The AIDS creation raised its head, their latest weapon to date
USA battles it out in the Gulf to show only they shall reign
The IRA bomb a military base some injured, someone dead
Superpowers discuss Atomic bombs, reductions seem in sight
Thousands join the new clause and march for Lesbian and Gay rights
The TUC, they delegate, another disaster strikes
P & O put their foot down, airport chaos screws the break
Sunshine radiation homes in; down pours more acid rain
See it ain't no pretty picture as we see our world destroyed
Multi-corporation graphs rise up to keep us all employed
The Government say they're succeeding with their democratic state
They say that we all stand as equals
That they genuinely trying, but the bastards are lying
Spewing out their bullshit, simply talking out their arse
The opposition prove yet again that they're just a jumped up farce
Full of socialist Marxist bollocks that just don't make any sense
Barking totally up the wrong tree on the wrong side of the fence
The only change you will see from them is the silver handed back
As you buy their militant paper full of promise and attack
A more apt title would be "servant" for their lapdogs just the same
As the racist shitrag bulldog, politricks the game
Support this, support that you don't know where support is at
It ain't dishing out little leaflets, wearing badges, looking right
They march here, march there, showing all how much they care
Lining someone else's pockets as the bucket comes around again
If you don't vote, then don't complain - oh fuck off!
Don't you realise what you're saying?
You're supporting every move they make
Holding the parliamentary system up, they rise, the powerful elite
There is no independence in party politics
They police the street, they dictate the beat
Her Majesty's institutions make sure the aware retreat
Oh yes, it's a sad sickening picture of human nature going wrong
Plummeting down the depths of degradation, the end, the result of your votes. We stand
Alone... Stop
Start- by organising, putting small pieces together
Soon the bits will fit in place the start of our new picture
Push forward for what you believe in and on achievement dig in hard
Don't let them try and break you, without you they fall apart
Civil rights and natural force will conquer, all and it's right on course
They can only offer chaos when the least we have got is love
We're talking one long tough struggle with many set backs along the path
To freedoms now ahead of us our world will exist at last
Remember, against all odds
We offer you democracy and progress. If you have the capital, we can offer you interest
There is no poverty, this is our reality. We will protect you but only if you invest
The AIDS crisis comes to those who sin,
You question the Gulf situation but the right shall win
Subversive groups are minorities. Will they ever learn and see?
That we're superpowers, we will always sin
Support has grown for the mutant sexual acts. Allow us please to give you some hard facts
We shall not stand for deviancy; it's not the way God meant us to be

Someday soon, we will take vacations on the moon
Someday soon, we will build great cities under water
Someday soon, we will create the ultimate human being
Someday soon, you will not believe in what you're
seeing
Yet, they can't find a cure for a common cold
But they can reconstruct a face back to the young from
the old
The cancer spreads, the AIDS develops in its victims
Science counts the costs in lives, the cause and not
the cure succeeds
A child fights for life, in a state of confusion
Dragged up in a cesspit full of class 'A' illusions
The progress chart monitors, brilliant achievements
It's a world where technology easily outweighs
bereavement
The market remains flooded with drugs that only
suppress
Twenty types that all do the same thing, profit, and
screw all the rest
Who drop dead in the queue, to receive operations?
As the Government reveal their new million pound
sensation
Dancing at the policeman's ball again
We sing our songs of disgust, but they don't here a
thing
With heads held up high they raise a toast to
progression
And a record breaking turnover tenth year in succession
There stands a woman she has no face
Her baby cries out dying arms outstretched for embrace
They have no stake in the society that demands their
respect

The balding man sits compiling his next move
That mortgage hangs around his neck, now feeling like a noose
The new gas bill, oh God, how bad he feels
Those kids he can't reject, his emotional success
He's a man of set opinion; the weight of the world sits in his hands
He just cannot seem to reason so he will never understand
They just won't listen to hardly anything he says
They simply smile politely, then with one accord turn away
A son stands at the pond observing the creation that is nature
Mother prepares dinner, roasting bacon taints the air
Dog sits as master barks, then leaps lovingly into the car
He waves and smiles emotionally, his assurance that they will go far
The stakes rise as each owner unfolds plans, men tempt and bait each other, money exchanges hands
Animal love now snarling hatred, muzzle unlocked hair raised
He smirks from behind the wooden fence and shouts his destitute his praise
Teeth tear, blood splashes the face of a young child playing
She cries out in disapproval but daddy's now immune to what she is saying
Driven mad and into frenzy, limbs torn, skin is shorn
Like sex perverts at their peep show, this is the ultimate in porn
Eyes glare. Beast and master. Animals both, crazed and weary
There can only be one real winner here; the results are now seen clearly
Teeth marks bare where fur once protected, flesh hangs dangling in shreds
Their faces grimace rejected strips of meat exposed, selected
Bloodstains and saliva splatter the fuel of precious life
Master and servant segregate the ritual sacrifice
The sacrifice of innocents who obeyed the spoken law
Tired beyond indurance but the spectators cry for more
Death before dishonor a demand that is so obscene
The men they appraise each other to keep their conscience clean
Laughter hides the guilt they feel at every savage blow
Someone whispers "cruelty" but they don't want to know
The balding man stands silent as slave fights for life
He thinks of all the good things that he has promised to his wife
She caught a glimpse of God through the windscreen of his car
She tried to rationalise her looks but time don't heal the scars
Some vague association she feels with the loser of the stake
She stares into those sightless eyes, what use for heaven sake?
The TV flickers images of the ideals she once knew
The fresh young girls displaying soap to keep us clean and new
She shrugs and folds her arms as he constructs the wooden box
To hold his faded hope that took the heaviest of knocks
Like pissing in the ocean, their options disappear
As they think about the overheads, they know the taste of fear
Kids to feed and clothing they must show how much they care
But how to tell the birthday gift is lying dead out there
What should have paid for birthday cards went on the prime cut beef
Now celebrations of their birth make way for tears of grief
Did only what they thought was best to give some sense of pride
To give the kids a place in life and now the dream has died
And how to show his love for her, now she repels his touch
His remaining sense of manhood kicked away just like a crutch
He promised what he couldn't give, the masters ruling word

I listen to my radio; there's something I would really like to know
Do people care what's going on? Or rather hear another love song?
Move to the rhythms and make the break
Look and see the police state
There's guns undercover, a new law bill
Step out of line, the cells will fill
Four walls, a door, yourself to blame
You saw your life as one big game
Don't get me wrong, got to have fun
But realise something's got to be done
She's so fine the radio girl
Living it up to the outside world
Sunshine rock, Ibiza blitz
Goodtime girl puts my head in a whirl
How much longer can we go on living?
Where the rich do the taking, the poor do the giving?
You sweat your guts eight hours a day
So, the rulers of the roost can tax your pay
Make more for themselves with your hard-earned cash
But you dance in a trance, acting flash
Better wake up sharp and think again
The gun speaks louder than paper and pens
Might hear these words, might ignore
Trying to escape, don't know what for
Tired of being pushed around?
Think about it as you get on down
You're looking smart, but what's the use?
If you're living in twenty-four hour abuse
Stamp to the rhythm, dance to the beat. Do your voting with your feet
That girl in white, yeah she's alright. Forget it, she's with me tonight
Gotta pay the rent, but the money's been spent
Can't remember where the hell it went
Bought some food, hustled some booze
Feeling desperate, gonna break the rules
Got caught hot handed, put inside
Rebellion rocks, the night has died
She's so fine, the radio girl
Living it up to the outside world
Sunshine rock, Ibiza blitz
Goodtime girl, my heads in a whirl

Punk still means much more than fashion
A movement made that no one can change
It's a form of rebellion; it comes from the street
And it's made by idiots like me! See!
We're all caught in a web of power
And we are all holding each other in place
Forced into position by one another
I see I'm ready to break free
But... I can't move unless you fucking do
You can't move unless I choose to
How much longer are we gonna wait?

This is mankind and mankind kills
You think that women are just here for thrills
Your filthy morals just fucking stink
Don't try and get my hands in your sink
Don't call me your "bird"; I'm not your pet
Well, I've had enough, right up to my neck
This is mankind and mankind kills
Why should women be raped at your will?
This is mankind and mankind kills
Why should women pay for man's thrills?
Why don't you get married?
Wear that wedding ring?
Can't she see it's the only respectable thing?
She'll cook his meals
Sleep in his bed

They practice so-called justice, law and order their first trick
They practice so-called justice and soon they'll want our necks
They think we are their scapegoats, they look down on me and you
Well just let them believe that, until it's time to see who's who
Sometimes I wonder how much longer it will take
Until people start to realise that the law is but a fake
But across the world rebellion's restrained
And turned against itself by the media's brain
First it's the facts, then they're attacked
Chained to their lies to maintain pride
Always one side, always their side
Never our side, fuck the lot
Always titles, always disciples. They're packaging bullets for the rifles
People are dying, people are crying, while other people are mystified
People are dead, the colour was red. Lives are through, the colour was blue
People are fighting while people are writing.
But I realise someone is hiding the truth
There's pressure in the east, pressure in the west.
The pressure's building up but the rulers know best
How to hold back the masses who beg and demand.
For the slightest chance in a change of command
A command that forces a lifestyle of sin.
Then picks up the pieces and locks them in
That has the power and time to access
And control enemy number one - the press
'People die in horror cell' on the front page of the Sun
Then the page is turned and the real fun has begun
The horror is diluted as the page three girl arrives
Shapely tits, big bulging arse, a sparkle in her eye
More and more and more and more the horror becomes distant
It's swept aside with packaged lies, presented like a present
And the time it's taken in is as your team is winning

Now they're being led astray again, forgetting the battle we are facing
It's showtime, but you're supporting the foundations we are kicking
"Watch me I can play at 90,000 notes an hour
Know me for my power chords, not supporting of state power
I can play so fucking fast, if you don't move I'll kick your arse
We're so fuckin' tight we squeak, in fact my band are quite unique"
"That heavy metal driving sound, that's a real challenge
Three quid to stare at some thick arse, don't complain you're broke
Tough shit, you're not fooling us, the joke's on you
Follow and they'll lead you, right up the garden path"
"You can't handle I'm the best, the tunes, the power, fuck the rest!
The hordes they flock in cool as ice, don't question me, I'm always right
Call that a fucking solo, I'll do better with ten pints in me
Listen to my voice, I'm really fucking angry"
"Seen my bird, my Satan tattoos
I'm here to get fucked right out my nut
I'm jacking up, then falling down, but the lights, the dry ice, the stage act"
Have you ever thought of directing energy towards action?
"Action, I'd sooner fuck my motorbike"
You pile of sexist, drugged up macho shit; you're a hindrance not a help
So go on bang your head harder, we hope it drops right off
Understand this, you might not agree with what they say, do, or stand for
You may just like the music and if that's all that concerns you fair enough
But don't ride along on the back of change, to play to all us caring, staring people
Forget it, we won't be fooled again
If a tune becomes so fucking important, if all that's talked about is notes,
chords and bands, when a records becomes
rebellion - an alternative to action

The factoryis churning out all processed packed and neat
An obscure butchered substance and the label reads MEAT
Hidden Behind False Nomes Such as Pork, Ham, Veal, and Beef
An eyes an eye, a lifes a life, The now Forgotten belief
And everyday production lines are feeding out this farce
To end up on a table then shot out of an arce
Yet still they'er queuing and still they'er viewing
Sawing out limbs just right for stewing
Carcasses piled up in a heap
Sort juicy chunks from freezers deep
Well can't you see that juice is blood
From new born throuts red rivers flood
Blood form young hearts, blood from the veins
Your blood there blood serves the same
Now your at the table, sitting, grinning
Sitting there eating you never relise the filling
Its served upon a sterile plate you don't think of killing
The furthest your brain takes you, is it for frying or for grilling?
You moan about the seal cull, about the whale slaugheter
But does it really matter wheather it lives on land or water?
You've never had a fur coat, you think is crule to the mink
Well How about the cow, pig or sheep don't they make you think?
Since the day that you were born you've never been told the missing link
Yet still there queuing and still there viewing
Sawing out limbs just right for stewing
Carcass piled up in a heep
Sort juicy chunks from freezers deep
Well can't you see the juice is blood
From new throats red rivers flood

Let's have the facts, not another distorted version of the truth
Let's start pushing for what we stand here for and show them we ain't through
Through thick and thin hit back again, we ain't out for the count
Waves of attack will drive them back; it's time to rise up overground
But some cunt's stuck the boot in hard and found our Achilles heel
Stating stupid fucking bollocks with not a clue how people feel
Fuck right off and build your pathetic little empires, as we strive on
And so what if we don't change a thing?
We will have a fucking good try. Mobilise, fight, against all odds
Broken dreams and promises mount as the poll axe thrusts her knife
Poverty hits an all time low as the western world shows its respect for life
And so the power mongers and politicians negotiate arms reductions, self righteous street politicals stamp around selling their self important political dribble. The football mobs riot, the pubs and clubs are packed, the workforce is their only unison. Much more can be accomplished, but fuck off lefty drips and shove your banners of socialist equality where you shit. You're just the same scum as the rest of them, and they ain't worth the breath. Leading the way you talk and talk and protest, but nothing changes
Forward into battle - "The Final Conflict" you choose!
Prepare, get it together, sure we're fighting, but our neck's still in their noose
Come in out the cold, ghetto rock changes nothing, it's been going on for years
Fuck dropping out, because we're dropping in - but hold on what's this? Rock against the rich
Rocking against this and yes, we are rocking against that
All we ever seem to do is rock, so I'll tell you where it's at!
The only rock that excites me is the one that leads the hand
That crashes through state windows and shows them exactly where they stand

Self-righteous bullshit - so in ya face and I abhor you
You spread the message of denial - but it's so see through
Sick of your preaching - with a fist fucking screw you
Nice work if you can get it - I don't - but it's so you
A demonstration of abuse - a demonstration of your faith
Safety in numbers - new religion - just like a master race
More right wing than right on - no freedom to make mistakes
You're on trial now - bollux innit - justify my hate
(Hate) motivates - you misdirect it - act your age - aim your rage, aggression is misplaced
I am pro-choice - abstaining's your choice - don't ram it down my throat
One day that moral fibre's bound to make you choke
Whining purist cunts - your movements counterfeit to me
Indoctrinate, the anti-human that you aspire to be
X marks the spot - cold, sold and sober, pliant, willing, weak
Now why is it that I smell shit every time you speak?
Can you be all you want to be?
Do you fear what you can't control?
Dictatorship has sealed you fate
Your destiny - my liberty - just defy my hate
Wanting - waiting - for you to justify my hate
Straight as a narrow-minded zealot (whose) manifesto is extreme
Exposed - a faction breeding fascists - a neo nazi dream
True to the cause - spouting brutality and buggering the truth
It's better to have misspent than missed out and misled youth
Prefer the human option - human right, wrong, indecision
Human failing, choice, confusion, hatred, bigotry, division -
Sound familiar? - Get the picture? - Affiliate to no-one
Through - no-one - to no-one - through no-one - no-one
I'd fucking love to know what makes you right when you oppress
Another set of rules - redress / confess

I'm starving fucking hungry
So why won't they feed me?
The one thing that I crave
That is that those who succeed me
Will never have to lie in this cesspit and die
To cure this insanity - to snap all the knives
I'm weak - slipping slowly
Will I see heaven or hell?
Now who's got the spunk or is that fear I can smell?
I cry alone but this is what I believe in
I'll die alone but this is not for the seeing
We can't see the sense they say
To sacrifice a human to save animals' pain
This is the hand of God not the CV of the devil
A modern progression - mankind's excuse for??
Hark the herald angel's sing
Well I'm sorry to be blasphemous, but I can't hear a thing
I can't see for looking - I can't feel so don't touch
A wise man once questioned 'are we asking too much?'
Well personally, it fucking stinks
The appliance of science - those same missing links
From 1000 BC, it's been clear to see
The child's head to the donkey crying, pain, misery
They crucified animals - to mock other faiths
See - beasts do die when nailed up - it's only 'Him' that escapes
History pages are turned - still the bodies are burned
Napalmed - embalmed

Time and time again we hear the same old rumours
Conflict doing this, Conflict doing that
Have you heard the one about Conflicts pacifism?
The message is swing on a baseball bat
Have you heard the one about the anarchist bust fund?
Really it goes to Conflicts beer fund
Buys Hoddy's smack, Colin meat pies
Did you know Mortarhate's really EMI?
Time and time again we hear the same old rumours
Conflict doing this, conflict doing that
I saw, I heard, guess what they done?
Got the punters to riot down in Brixton
They say they will bring the nation to its knees
But where were they when it went off in Leeds?
Is it true Colin bought his girlfriend a horse?
Owns a block of flats? Does a science course?
Heard about how they rip off bands?
A fiver expenses for touring the land
Said the money was going to ALF
Gave a carrot to the animals and pocketed the rest
Eight hundred gigs in just eight years
Said it caused hard work, blood and tears
They say our movement is been destroyed
It's just another Conflict ploy!
Time and time again we hear the same old rumours
Conflict doing this, conflict doing that
"The King's of Punk", are they so sincere?
Their chauvinist stance makes the answer clear
We are in it for the drugs, birds and booze
There ain't a dirty trick we wouldn't use
Well drop it, forget it, because you got it fucking wrong
And while I'm about it, should I sing it? Should I shout it?
Standing on the world's stage, the emotion the outrage
A target in the firing line for a slagging of a new age
And just as we attempted to spark a little hope
Trigger fingers started wagging, "you're just a fading joke"
You never wanted leaders, but you treated us as such
And then when we said "no more of this", who kicked away your crutch?
You accused us of hypocrisy and ripping people off
Who co-arranged Stop the City? Who told it was not enough?
Who's been nicked for animal raids, hunt sabbing, speaking out (so what)?
Oh yeah while I'm about it, should I scream or should I shout it?
All criticisms that you made, the song remains the same
The gathering down in Brixton, who was it who took the blame?
Blamed for causing riots, blamed for causing violence
Blamed by you for being born, then blamed for being silent

This is the country you're supposed to be free. The democratic society
You're only free if you accept their views. And if you don't they'll imprison you
Young gangs fighting for respect, but everyone's a police suspect
The rich say anything for extra money. We are their prostitutes and they think its funny
This is the country that's supposed help you, but only the privileged get a fall out shelter
The police force, army, Government and more. The tight arse shits who will start the war
This fucking place is in a mess. The usual people are being oppressed
Kept at bay by piles of pointless laws. And all reasons kept safe behind closed doors
The reasons that they keep from you are the reasons that they've got you beat
They turn you against people like you, people like you on the street
Fighting wars is senseless; this country is not great
Wars are fixed by people who surround themselves with hate
Great Britain thinks it leads the world so civilised, pure and free
Great Britain doesn't lead fuck all, Great Britain, shit, you don't fool me
Smashing Argies - Falklands' ours, Falklands' ours - what a con?
We ain't even got a place to stick our arses on
Fighting wars in Russia, fighting wars in Spain,

From protest to resistance
The abolishment of power?
He monitors the obvious.
Question - from control tower;
Is protest when they hand out leaflets
Or riot through the streets?
Answer - whatever, they don't stand a chance.
Ignite; we're turning up the heat.
They took a fucking liberty last year.
Let's see them try it again.
They desecrated the cenotaph.
Did you see our finest leader's head?
So, we portrayed them in the media,
Which it seems no one has even seen?
Scum don't know what's right and wrong.
There's no excuse for what they've done.
An excuse, do you want one?
Ok, how about this for a start.
If you're too stupid to listen to common sense's heart
Then expect time and time and time again
Our anger to resist.
It's not your world; it's everyone's.
Unlike the cherished power that you insist
Is to:
Hold on you fucking anarchist scum,
Be warned our force is second to none.
Surveillance! Monitored movements!
Is zero tolerance so unclear?
It means get back and stay put.
No opinion, don't concern.
Now get the point - or feel it.
Will you moronic bastards ever learn?
We bow to no one.
From St. Paul's to Seattle,
There's now millions who won't be taught.
Who don't obey, confirm, conspire,
Whose views cannot be bought
And sold by banks and governments
To accept and follow blindly.
As they destroy our planet
Our song always remains defiant.
Those who care unconditionally,
Who don't hold their hand but bite it.
Who won't accept but refuse,
They have nothing left but to fight it.
Standing firmly in the future
With one foot holding open the door,
Our message as ever, simple;
We won't take your shit no more

A quiet sunny day, the scene is suburban
Not much going off, in fact it's a boring one
Ready and waiting in Bristol fashion
For my radio to bleep and I will jump into action
PC Carings off duty for a while
A right prat he is, always helpful and a smile
Nineteen, well hard, DMs and truncheon
Headcase ere and I've got some lunch
Headcase fuck me there goes me radio
It must be a riot if they're calling for backup
I'm at the scene Sarge, what's going down?
There's a darkie in defiance, get that nigger off me, kill im
Don't do it in the open, kick his teeth in later
I thought I'd taught you police operations
Take him away out the eyes of the media
Then kill the bastard kill im
Make sure you don't bruise him
Oh, doesnt't't't matter you wont see the bruises anyway
He's in the van, pile in everyone, cmon, cmon
That's it lads
Ha, ha, ha, I love it, let me have him
Let me kill him, yeah, nice one lads
Now if you wanna get overtime, you better take my advice
Promotion or demotion? Just never step out of line
You want to make sure? Sure we can discuss a price
But keep it shut, keep the image nice
We nick the unemployed, for they are just lazy
Scrounging off us taxpayers, it must be crazy
Join the force and give a helping hand
Because the rules of the force are the laws of the land
(Police Policy)
The CND are communists, were sick of petty pacifists,
Greenham dykes, Trotskyites, Greenpeace and the rest of it
Rioters, muggers, looters, shooters, niggers are the cause of it
Repatriation for the nation, the simple way to deal with shit
Rastas, punks, mods and hippies, students, queers and dirty pakis
Demanding more than nothing less, but never want to work for it
Miners, printers, paddies, pickets, givin it all the demo bit
Well smash them back with our attack, because were the guys to deal with it
You're here to serve? Protect the nation?
Stop all the foreigners illegal immigration
You help old ladies across the road
Even if she has got a face like a toad
You re-assure, protect the rich from the poor
To hell with muggings, rapists and the whores
Maintain law and order, keep the public at large

Another fine timing for a step into line
For four budding young stars who've just found the time
An old tune and shit words, as long as they rhyme
Well just watch them boys because they can't fail this time
Well I've heard all the screams of another barmy army
But who sits in hotels with champagne and salami?
It only leaves you to be the one who's barmy
You're being led on to make a superstars fortune
Yeah, we live in dead cities, and the streets are grey
But I don't need Top of the Pops to make me think that way
I can see this rebellion on my TV screen
But no sign of a future for you and me
A slight reflection of the past, but that didn't last
Because the people who mattered weren't rolled in the cast
They're lining up another lot, all idols who
Will be nailing down the coffin on me and you
You tell me about the Conflict barmy army.
Well, excuse me if I laugh, but I think it's rather funny
That when the businessman farts the punters go running
We are just the latest pile of shit; can't you see what's coming?
The businessmen whisper from backroom thrones
Their long grasping tentacles are hungry and strong
Top chart hits and in future, we can't go wrong
But it's only their wallets that get fat on our songs
Does it really matter about the businessman side?
I don't really give a fuck, if punk's dead or alive.
Top chart hits and future, they can do that for you.

Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess
Queen of the people's hearts
Perfect, shy, innocent - worldwide she's adored
Home was the garden of England - in a world made of glass
A long time ago - as the story unfolds
The princess met her prince charming as tradition foretold
The nation celebrates, rejoicing happiness and love
Toast two becoming one - under the eyes of God above
By example they lead us - we royal believers
God save our gracious queen
A long line of in breeders - blue blood line succeeds us
Long live our noble queen
We know our position in the food chain division
God save our noble queen
Send her victorious, happy and glorious
God save the queen
You're having a laugh sneers class war Clive
Forced to live in a dive
Finding it hard to survive
There is no future and why
Better wed than dead - execute 'em instead
M.A.M. means movement against monarchy
An uprising unlead
Anarchist 'Arry, a mate of nihilistic Nick
Says 'the royals are parasites' and his sister insists
'They should be stripped of their wealth
Distribute it to poor - feeding the needy not the greedy
Time we evened the score'
Presenting the greatest police chase video
Exclusive, intrusive the all action show
The royals uncovered - exposing suspects
In the extermination of the people's princess
Never ending sea of flowers
Represents a nation grieving
People wallow in self-pity
Needing anything to believe in
A reality whitewash
Sentimental snivelling
Remembrance souvenirs
Who's making a killing?
A party in the palace - the privilege ball
To heal the broken spirits of those with fuck all
The golden jubilee - the royal subjects flock
Falling backwards to the future into wonderland lost
A million devout subjects proving popularity
Today becomes the future
With a place for monarchy

Nothing to say? Then shut your face
Do you get the picture? Don't like what you see?
Look the other way, do you get the picture?
I'm sick of hearing complaining when nobody's creating
You want something better? Then you've got to make an effort, because nobody else cares less
Want some respect? Look to yourself
Do you get the picture? Don't like who you are? Then change
I'm tired of hearing escapism excuses, try putting yourself to better usage
You've got to be top class, dignified. Got to stay sharp, in touch, motified
Feeling yourself starting to stagnate? Better get up off your knees before it's too late
Get back on top, fulfil your life, not enough to simply stay alive
If you've got an idea put it forward, don't keep it in the back of your mind
Don't fret yourself about criticism, sometimes you have got to be cruel to be kind
Go on, make it, look in the mirror, do you see a person that's framed
(Trapped)
It's up to you and only you, get the picture? You're the only person to blame
Don't get indignant with me boy, I'll give you something to cry for
You see these hands; they look so soft they are ready and willing when it all goes off
No, don't get indulgent with me boy, knock self-importance on the head
Don't sit there moaning, there's nothing I can do, just start thinking instead
It's simple, when it rains we get wet, when it's sunny we get hot,
sometimes I wonder if that's all we've got
Don't get depressed, never give in; even when down, remember we can win
You know, he knows, she knows, I know, they know, we all know, fucks knows... and so
Don't get cynical with me girl, I'll give you something to cry for
You see these hands, they're so soft, they find the target when the lights go off
You don't get cynical with me boy, don't tell me life can be bad
I don't need that shit shoved in my face; I like to believe we can make a stand
But we are so small and it's so big
It tells us what to do, tells us what to think
If we don't stand a chance may as well be dead

Cruise missiles have arrived, despite our protest and anger
The fucked up fucking shits took no notice of our banners
They ignored the nation's pleas of a chance to work for peace
They reinforced their laws and brought their servants to their knees
While Maggie sits back in her province of power
The nation's scared shitless in fear of a shower
Of the worst thing that would be possible
The destruction of the world, the murder of us all
God save the Queen, are you sure it ain't the banks?
It's the profit of all nations that makes the leaders wank
From the Germans to the Russians and the Great British too
The people are the same, it's the Government who...
...Fuck, rape and destroy our world they treat as a toy
The truth they abuse and hide with war, threats, system and lies
Thirty million will die while the royals and Government hides
So, the nation's wealth can survive but the rest of us just fry
The man Hesletine sits and gloats at his warheads
Thatcher observes, "oh, there's a hundred thousand more dead"
The missiles roar over, there's nothing they can do
But there's still a chance to stop it and that relies on me and you
Maggie sucks Andropov in her brothel of power
While Reagan gives speeches of bullshit to cover
The fact that its profit that brought the missile fear
Well ram them up your own arse, because we don't want them here

Crazy governments try to find ways, how to blow other countries away
Sitting back in Parliament, they've got fuck else to do
So they create a war for me and you
Looking for answers, there's nothing to be found
By sitting 'round a table discussing different towns
Who shall we shit on?
Who'll take the cruise?
Have you heard about our future on the evening news?
Send out troops - air, land and sea
How many killings in different countries?
They're sitting in their limos, imposing on us their views
They don't give a fuck, they ain't gonna lose
Ain't it about time they looked for other ways of how to beat the problems?

Carlo lives in everyone
Who with or without reason is
Finally starting kicking back.
That will not back down, can't take it
As mother earth begins to crack
Carlo ain't the only son
that's life has been extinguished as
They engage in civil war.
A fearful glance into their future
Where robots enforce law - therefore
Anarchist armies rampage
Running battles commonplace.
Victorious in battle
Delivering a fine taste
Of what it feels like to be beaten, battered
Buggered right up the arse
Credited with no value
Worthless to set tasks.
A mother's heart's rebroken
As they punish all statements of defiance
Her wasted wombwork, his hard labour
Their currency of death means silence
Of all who beg for half a chance to
Offer something new, or old or right or wrong.
Oh whatever, a different point of view.
Carlo gasps a final breath
That nails down our voice
Opinions that would be otherwise forgot
A landmark, confirmation of what they
Will do and we will not.
Carlo stops.
Thousands of new hearts now beat in unison,
As one.
Two, three, four, more, more, more, then more and more.
This fight has only just begun.
Begun! Begin! Forgive! Give in!
Suicide - the ultimate sin
What once seemed unacceptable
Needs considering, lets be blunt.
Do we accept murder within our ranks?
Should we fight with fists when
They use guns, planes, bombs and tanks?
Do we plead then beg forgiveness?
As their concrete paves our way
As they chop down our Sherwood Forest
Their bullets murder love with hate
Do they forgive and forget those terrorist whores
Do they bollocks. ' come on' war.
Bush rubs Tony's warhead shoves it down the starvings throat
They screw the planet up the shitter
As human nature chokes
On their fossil fuelled cum
That leaves a bad taste in our mouth.
Christ, it is getting kind of hot now
As east meets west and North's gone south.
Seasons without reasons merging pitifully into one
Extinctions the prediction, radiation from the sun.
Filth pours from what once was beauty
Now darkened angry skies
Rivers rage and burst their banks, nothing will survive.
New sea view homes on city streets
Atomic tests, earthquakes, the heat.
The ice caps melting into blood
Burning mudslides from above.
Fire engulfs, earth caves in, grinding sorely to a halt.
Helpless, demoralized, destroyed, game over.
This notice served on the insane
Sections, condemns, reclaims.
This message commits those silent
To rise up, this time with violence?
Make sure the more they kill, the stronger our will
To finally right your wrongs, one love, this song.
Yeah what's done is done, but you expect the same.

Up rose a movement titled C.R.A.S.S.
Who spoke of anarchy and freedom putting power to the test?
A caring group of people who worked outside the system
Aiming for liberty and peace using passive resistance
They took on a larger battle challenging all the rights and wrongs
The state, sexism, war, religion. Love and hope spread from their songs
Punk is dead - now refuse to be led
Fight wars - not wars - oppose all power they said
They questioned institutions, reputations, the class systems
Destroying power not people, but also rejecting revolution
They never set out to profit from another
The music took a backseat so the message got louder
Unity, respect don't contaminate our earth
Is what was screamed at leaders in asylum, morals, values, what's it worth?
Those who couldn't take it tried to stop them with violence
They refused to play their game, and watched the political minds subsidence
Attempts failed feebly to create divisions in the movement
For it was real, unmarketable, not the bullshit we were used to
Yes we still have their fucked system, regulations, laws and threats
Whose fault is that? Not theirs! They're still doing their bit, are you?
People don't climb on the pedestal; they are pushed there
Questions developing leadership
When you know what's being said is right, why do you need proof?
For fuck sake- why can't you understand what they are saying?

You don't care about people's thoughts. You probe into the mind, then you haunt
What you print, people believe, complicating lives, what the fuck does that achieve?
Now you're looking for some news, changing around facts and views
Receiving money for empty lies. Sly reporters I despise you
Will there be that extra in this week? Now you're climbing to the journalist peak
Sitting at the typewriter making more lies up. Rearranged to suit you, then fuck me up
Now I'm getting sick of you. Coming around here, making news

Political factions stepping into line
They think they're helping people when they give a nazi sign
But if they knew the truth of what was going on
There'd be no campaigns or party broadcast songs
They're sitting in the backrooms giving orders out
Go and smash a wog a week and get the bastards
Make a perfect world; is that your fucking aim?
Or are you just another sect who wants it's slice of fame
Government, law and order, can't you see that that's the con
Can't you use your fucking heads and see what's going on?
They're all just rulers to dish the orders out

Left wing, right wing, you've heard it all before
But can you spot the difference when they're knocking on your door?
And while you're poncing yourselves up to follow hoards of shit
Just remember how it feels to be pushed, punched and kicked
You can't change nothing with your violence and your hate
Do you really think that by smashing heads, you're gonna change the state?
You talk of people dropping out, but the system just loves you
You stand in line and are counted, now your revolutions through
Because the moment that it started, it was arranged, then logged and filed
More of your mates will die now; soon you'll see them neatly piled
You can't change nothing with your violence and your hate
Do you really think that by smashing heads you're gonna change your fate
The battlefield is set at Margate, and the bloods gonna run so don't be late
Well they can keep that because I don't want to know
Won't play no part in the Mr. Muscleman show
Won't be told that I should fight with you
Because the real enemy sits back and grins at us too
There's always people who'll hate what you say
There's always people who'll lock you away
There's always people with jobs to do
But they're still fresh and blood like me and you
Forced in jobs that they don't want to know
For monopoly money that's made to show
Taught to compete against the people on the street
Down on your knees, don't you think that's a treat?
This is planned from early on, when you're just tiny little mites
Squatting in the classroom, learning how to read and write
Hearing all the good things, like how to be polite
What we realise now is that they had control of sight
We were told of Gods galore and heroes more
But never of the people who were beaten to the floor
Told to admire all leaders great and tall
But never told it was those bastards who made the people crawl
If you look quite deep enough, you'll see it's all a con

Filled with love and compassion. As she fixes her make-up for a day of fun
He reads the news, it depresses her. With reports of death by bomb and gun
Astride their horses in the winter lanes. They smile at nature with tenderness
They hear the call, hold hands with pride. And look down at the bloody mess
And civilized upright citizens grin, as the dog's teeth tear at shrieking skin
This ain't savagery; it's jolly old culture. As they stand and wait for death like vultures
She laughs as the bloody fur's flying. Re-applies her lipstick as the animals crying
He claims the tail as privileged prize. And kicks the mangled corpse aside
The time has come when we all must turn around and start to think
No more standing in the corner. Question the missing link
The link that created the misery and pain. That sees the mistakes, but then makes them again
You've heard it once; you'll hear it again. Your blood, their blood serves the same
There they stand and there they grin. Never thinking or questioning
"Why blood of innocents must be spilt". They smile but they can't hide their guilt
That their life is built upon a pile of bodies. Slaughtered animals? Slaughtered squaddies?
The pleasure they take from another's death. Hides the truth that murder feeds their wealth
She smiles at him as dead eyes stare. He takes her hand and strokes her hair
His fingertips soaked in misery are the mark of aristocracy
And the broken form lying in the ditch. The handiwork of the dog and bitch
Bears the label of decency. The honour given so graciously
And backs are slapped in celebration. The success of extermination
Freedom maintained so humanely. As they wipe their hands of blame so bravely
Back at home she wears the fur that proves his precious love for her
Death and glory on her shoulders sit. As the master takes what's rightfully his
Murder is committed in the guise of sport. Ripping flesh is given no thought
Glasses are raised in dedication. The crime is given a justification
Heart beats faster, eyes wide and staring. Death comes whistling cold, uncaring

I'm an SAS hit squad assassin. Protector of the state
Protecting those in power from the terrorist cowards. Elimination's the game
Fulfilling Government aims and regulations. Our political war against you
We are the enemy that's plain to see; we're watching you're every move
Self disciplined? Who dares shall win? Terrifying? Or am I...?
The man next door? Your brother in law? Who's away working on the oilrigs?
The long distance lorry driver from on the corner? No one seems to know who he is
I could be the meter reader, or the temporary postman. Pushing greetings through the family door?
That's for us to know and you to guess, but make no mistakes, this is war
Self disciplined? Killing machine? But that's not the same? That's what you think?
Well here's a message to you, you are wrong
Can't you see you head strong super gobshite git? That as your bullets rip a mother's heart?
Each time you kill or maim again and again, your actions ignite a spark?
The flames then burn so fiercely, fuelled by anger from those who have nothing left!

The ritual advances have been made, now flesh is bared as though it is a solution to the fear and confusion
Dancing in chessboard rigidity, to meet the requirements of ancient codes and traditions, the never altered positions
A fleeting sense of security, from being held tightly, until the camouflage drops and the tenderness stops
The well-rehearsed statements have been made, now it's red lights all the way
In deathly silence, a hint of sniggering violence
Reinforcing the roles, in a doomed situation
Protector and protected, rejecter and rejected
And there on a video, a simulated sex show
To keep us smiling through, to tell us what to do
And when a body falls back in surrender with both eyes
Blood on your fingers and a broken prize
By averting your eyes it isn't seen
By turning your head, you keep it clean
And proud of your achievement, success is yours
As you slip into a position and a thousand hands applaud
Passion stops as a record drops it says - "Love has come at last"
And you wipe away your splattered pride because it came too fast
So there's the pleasure, but where's the dignity?
Is it in your performance with your smile of insincerity?
The coming retaliation is a deadly situation

I'd like to make a statement
Which is - I'm no saint, samaritan
So here is my confession
Frankly, I couldn't give a fuck about asylum seekers - or their welfare
Seeking asylum? You've fucking found one!
Just what the fuck is going on - are we at war or not?
In fact what is war? The war against war
Armed combat, fighting for peace, what?
If I am wrong then tell me but war holds no restrictions or rules
So why haven't the government closed our borders
When waging a war against terrorism - are they fools?
One thing I do know for sure that I find beyond belief, disgusting
Is certain groups can gob off, preach hate, killing
Our only crime's born here. Far too trusting
Where's the common sense here?
Even in defense, we can't say a thing
Without the rallying army having kittens
Re: human rights and wrongs
The left wing's become the right - but now broken
Advice was not to write this song
'Far too sensitive' - 'come on', 'play the game'
Have a word with yourself - free speech - freedom man
Self-expression - we ain't all the same
They have the answers but what's the question?
And in fact, who's fucking asking?
Telling, whispering, yelling
I can hear - but only I am me
I'm sick and fucking tired - told what I can and cannot say
Fucking nigger cunt, punk bastard
How's that for starters, eh?
Politically correct? Am I bollocks
I'm anti political - speak free as I find
I treat only as I am treated
Viewing the world with an ever-open mind
Mindless moron? I'm mental? Maybe
But there is something more sinister here
Government could never be this stupid
They exist by maintaining fear
A carefully created monster
Scaring shitless into submission
Welcomes waves of terror into our backyard
Handing out gas masks for our protection
A demonstration of aggression?
Remembrance day for the living?
Who knows for sure? Who knows fuck all?
Fuck knows, fuck it

How can we achieve anarchy if we don't know what it means?
Do we even want anarchy that illusionistic dream?
They say they see no reason for discontent
In this period of free enterprise, is evolution spent?
Say their progress is insallable, presented indisguised
Decisions made for all is their responsibility?
They forecast better ways to better days; onwards they seek progress no matter what it takes
From left to right to all the prats in the middle
From the judge to the preacher to the sinners and the cynical
From the Godley to the gullible to the vicious and viable
The globe turns slowly while the governed and ungovernable
Slay it out in the never ending search for righteousness, immaculate success
Their space to possess seems to be what makes their clock tick, but to us it fucking stinks
When met with resistance, they stamp on it until it breaks
Their society remains secret and although we know their name
We are the pawns on the world's chessboard in one big multi-national game
There's still no end in sight but still we know we're right
We must somehow struggle on up while they go racing to the top
Then Whitehouse "V" the squat, a challenge I think not
Resist every move they make by fulfilling our own hearts
Not by backing off and dropping out, get in there for a start
If you're looking for some proof of this how much more proof do you need
When constantly and hopelessly we fail and they succeed
There's no compassion in here
My fingers keep curling into fists these days
No one smiles on the streets these days
And there's no compassion
Hit the wall a substitute for a face
You can look but you can't touch
You can see but you can't have
Keep crawling to the end of the week
And there's no compassion
Breath heavy to pretend it's fun
Raise the cover to protect your pride
Ignore the failure that you see in the glass
Paint the flesh to hide the scar
And there's no compassion
A million people died in the middle of your breakfast
A million people died in the middle of your favorite love song
A million people died in the middle of your racist joke
A million people died in the middle of your favorite TV programme
A million people died in the middle of your lovemaking
A million people died in the middle of your pop stars interview
A million people died in the middle of your video game
A million people died in the middle of your sexist
A million people died in the middle of your mass debating
A million people died in the middle of your politicians lying
A million people died in the middle of your silence
A million people died in the middle of your stocks and shares
A million people died in the middle of your royal variety performance
A million people died in the middle of your debutante's ball
A million people died in the middle of your day out at Ascot
A million people died in the middle of a Conflict gig!
Separation is complete. A mind to domesticate, condition, compete
Clinical birth control, the sterlised setting
Syringed into being, life is just beginning
Mask of the surgeon, eyes of the blind, rubber band caressing, welcome to mankind
The brain perceives the fear, tender beats the heart
Slapped into life programming starts
Wanted and needed
Wanted from birth to fit in the jigsaw puzzle
Trained don't strain against the muzzle
Force-fed, prostituted, brainwashed that's called learning
Blindfolded, prejudiced, an outcome predetermined
Needed to die and not question why
Follow in ignorance, a comfortable prison
Kept in the dark so they can be free. Spit in the eyes so you will never see
The kid aims the cap gun, points it at my cranium
I am supposed to put my hands up, but I don't want to die that way
Mentally or physically, para-psychologically, whose responsibility?
Is it to feed their profiteering tolerated as long as your mind is fearing?
Right where they want you beaten back into submission
Right where they want you in a missionary position
Needed to promote their glory of possession
To accept and be grateful yet ask no questions
To believe in love and their guiding hand
To obey in humility and never understand
I was feeling alright, yeah just me and the night; I was walking through a white tiled subway
I heard the sound of voices around the corner shouting
The sound of broken glass, no one was there
I looked at my reflection in the puddles in the street
It looked so messed up I just kept moving my feet
To the beat and rhythm of my heart, not much I know but I see it as a start
Because I'm counting the heads to see how many are left, the fingers of one hand stretching
And this feeling of apathy keeps coming quite suddenly - well if something's gonna come, when's it coming?
While you're jumping on the spot, all the freshness starts to rot
And another inspiration fades away. And still you sell your dignity
Still you sell your dignity time after time
And I wonder where lies your pride, does it wait in there inside?
Is it waiting for the moment when you let your heart speak?
Is it waiting for the moment when you act out your own beliefs?
Is it waiting for the moment when you drop your false act?
Is it waiting for the moment when you face the facts?
That you're pumping your life for someone else's ideas
That you're living your life under someone else's fear
That it's time to shift your vision, time to move your head
Get up out of submission. I'm counting heads, how many are left?
The fingers of one hand keep stretching. The fingers of both hands keep stretching
And all I see is "Rock 'n' Roll". All I hear is "Rock 'n' Roll"
I turn the pages of the book, and force my weary eyes to look
At the product of our modern world, at the product of our civilised world
And a child's face looks out at me, questioning why does this have to be?
And I can't find any answer, not that dead ears can hear - do I make myself clear?
It's been said that we must progress for humanity, but looking at the truth of that mockery
I wonder if our minds have progressed anywhere, and I wonder if there's any humanity there
The sightless eyes looking at me, questioning why does this have to be
And I can't find any answers not that dead ears can hear - do I make myself clear?
If you're an activist not while getting pissed,
if you're gonna do something make sure you don't miss
That's a dangerous game to play what use are you if you're banged up?
You can't beat them on the streets, so duck and dive a little, hide the fiddles
Play them at their own game, stay with them all the way
Know what and why they are doing things and create alternatives
Police are still snooping, awaiting the big nick
Like fishermen baiting the fish, tempting us to take the risk
This time, this time they've made the impossible.

Punk played it's own important role in the fight against oppression
Aired awareness, new opinions, destroyed formerly accepted obsessions
Right out the window went stale traditions, false morals blinded hope
Respect for authority joined them; we made them a standing joke
We said, "fuck off" smarmy popstar shits portraying images of a perfect world
Smearing a happy, clean face on reality, "it's the Queens Jubilee..." go to hell
Refusing to be puppets with the promise of a future, there is no future
So never mind the bollocks, because anarchy in the UK suits us
The public screamed in outcry, demanded immediate termination
The "scum of the earth" has raised its voice "How could they do this to our nation?"
The media tried to destroy us, stop the 'poor mans' rock invasion
The exposure only helped us reveal their hopeless situation
Gaining in momentum and numbers, we needed spokesmen
And that came from four people from the real world, just like the rest of us
We now had a voice, an alternative, our message getting louder
Nothing now could stop us rising up to meet their fast advancing challenge
But when the challenge came, they crumbled, as the four proved easy prey
For the states clever weapon money proved too tempting once again
Big bastard business cheque books opened up and then swallowed
Those leeches sucked hard slyly, and we couldn't believe the scenes that followed
Punk shops - " roll up! Buy your rebellion here!"
Badges, posters, bondage, books, colouring for your hair
Like sheep they flocked to buy punk rock, a part of the new threat!
The country laughed and screamed "punk flop"; it now seemed punk was dead!
They toured the lands to Disneyland
And ripped the state apart
Destroyed the music status quo
And created a new start
Their jet set pads, the sunny land
The songs of train robbings
It's just all more money in the bank
So come on boys and girls and sing
We stood and could only watch
As they took everything we stood for
And made a mockery of it
The four feeding finance straight back
Into the system they supposedly despised
What was once the black flag of anarchy
Was now the colour's of the Union Jack
The movement, punk rock, who cares? We are just another band; they were just another band
Direct action is what achieves change, not miming to words,
how much longer must we sing the same old song?
Crawling from the mess that they'd left standing as our future
We realised we needed 'no one' to mouth off our message for us
Told big business to take a running jump, went back underground where we started

A few words spoken quietly mean so much when said just right
Those words can also break a heart when two begin to fight
A love so strong is now nothing; his life begins to fall apart
She loves him so dearly but her mind is demanding a new start
He tries to be understanding about the life she is now requiring
She wants her independence, wants herself to be deciding
For her future that in reflection can't be a glossy picture
The family ties, emotions rise, he ends his love resistance
Hopelessly he strives on, making advances to the world
Trying hard to forget what once stood as one, and what shall remain untold
He drifts away, life's in a daze, the mental pain he can't erase
She meant so very much to him, his life, his world, his everything
He questions what remains in life, whether or not it's worth living
It seems she was always taking and he was forever giving
Alone he sits in his quiet room wondering where it all went wrong
Looking for the pieces to the puzzle, remembering all her favorite songs
The nightclub scene she now enjoys seems to be so mistimed
To him, he has already been there; he has used all the chat up lines
Laying in his bed awake, staring at the clock
Feeling lonely, lost and ill, and praying all this will stop
The boys cluster around his naive love as they move in for the thrill
He cries himself to sleep, concerned that maniacs will kill
For less than she would ever give, he must try to forget
The years they spent when love was strong that finally made him write this song
So if you ever think that life is just not worth living
If you doubt that you have anything left at all, worthy of truly giving
When life's not making any sense and you're filled with anger and resent
Remember love can conquer all, it is the start of state hates final fall
If people laugh because their mind is drifting, they're acting out the part
Of not holding any feelings or having any heart
Just smile in their face and then walk away for they will realise one day
As life moves on and they grow old they will realise they have been living the way they're told
That their life has been a sacrifice to Government's systematic lies
That true friendship is inseparable and emotions if used responsibly
Will light the spark for all to see the start of our mass unity

An aircraft aiming anger
Biological. Bollocks! Before barbaric bedlam
Clean cull - convincing
Chemically committed
Doom's damned destruction
Disgusting diabolical death - disgrace
Everyone even everything ever
Enforcement exacted
Eradicating evil
Ending ending's end
Fighting fear for freedoms final future
Forgiveness forsaken forever forgot
Faith fucked
God's great - good going gone - glorification
Glaring glory gloating glee
Geographical genocide
Germs generating generously
His holy horror honours hatred
How he has harmed her
Helping hurting
Helpless having hope
Imperialism imposing
Idiotic insanity - joke
Join Jesus! Joy! Judas!
Just judgement justified
Kill! Killing! Killed!
Let life live long, love living
Lies lose lives
Losing lessons learnt
Mankind's moronic madness made moral
Mistaken misjudgement - mental mistake
Nuclear nightmare nearing now. No!
Never!
Organised opposition opposing oppression
Overthrow! Overcome oblivion!
Peoples perseverance persistently punished
Predictable panic - petrifying pain
Publicly protesting proving powers problems
Privately praying. "Peace please"
Questioning queuing questions
Quietened quests
Quelled quickly
Right resolved regardless reason
Resisting resistance, resist!
Responsible response requested
Rejoicing rejected - religions redress
Stop senseless sickening sacrifice!
Tormentor tormenting the tormented
Twisted termination
Tiresome terror
Terrorism's terrorists tested
Ungovernable - universally unwelcome
Unprecedented
Unsure
Violently vile venomous violence
Victory's vanishing victims
What worthless waste
We're worried war
Who what why where when
X-ray yourself
Yes you

A declaration of independence,
The other person has cleared.
Understand the perspective, get the directive,
And realise our fears.
We're simply trying to connect nowadays,
But does anybody want to know?
I'm finding it hard, putting feelings into words,
Another chapter remains unwrote.
Terrywaite's smile inspires millions and in Russia
Yeltsin replaces Gorbachev, In Yugoslavia civil war
Rages, Robert Maxwell makes the biggest splash and
The I.R.A. bomb downing street.
Conflict after conflict.
Now it's just the bare bones of what we are.
A vicious circle in an open ended struggle.
Life goes on as if all around is not relevant,
As we look through closed etes we try and understand.
If we had a view what would it show?
We're stuck in a room that has no view,
And so are you,
Or are you?

In the start all that seemed feasible was to question the house that state built, its policies, and its governing force, joined by others in unison rejecting state oppression and the way they abuse our earth and its inhabitants. A movement developed, anti-political and with no leaders, systems or rules, using natural, humane feelings to effect change instead of safe party manifestos. They label us anarchists. They brushed aside our pleas for peace and continued manufacturing their sick insane empire. We increased the pressure on them, demonstrated and screamed at its foundations.

Standing around in Oxford Street waiting for the bus
When a copper stands beside me and says I'm nicked for sus
"What the fuck you on about, I'm only standing here?"
Then he hits me round the head and I start to shake with fear
You're nicked
So don't stand around in a crowded place
And if you do, don't have a smile across your face
Because if there is a copper wants to act right thick
Then he'll come along and pull you in and lock you in the nick
You're nicked
Never let a copper search you in the street
Because there're things they'll plant on you to make themselves look neat
Anything from car keys to a drug that can't be used
They'll drag you to the cells 'cause they've got fuck all else to do
You're nicked (you're next)
Standing in the court room denying every word
The boy in blue is lying and the verdict is observed
How can they find me guilty when I haven't done a thing?
But the judge is so one sided that the copper's smiling

The music press grins but did you think they would help us?
No, it's not in their interest; freedom's not what they want
The change in their life style would destroy the bank balance
Much rather they would shit and watch the world collapse
In their fairytale city, they poison the mind
With rock 'n' roll for entertainment
So, the nation won't find out about
Corruption, control, the distribution of wealth
It's a plan based on distraction, well see for yourself
They make millions profit now who's on what side?
Do you see them lift a finger as the starving victims die?
Some people tried to change things, tried to clear out all the shit
Big bosses forced a clampdown, anarchy must not exist!
Fuck off if you don't want to help, that's the message loud and clear
From the con men you once labelled, you bastards just don't care
Just who the fuck are you to talk? You even sell yourselves
OK you've got your own opinions, well now have ours as well
Shut your mouth, because you don't understand the way things are
The way we live, the role we play is not a superstar
For you to use, build up, smash down as you see fit
You dozy jerks you write such shit
If we sound like a bad phone call then you've got a crossed line
If we tell you the same as yesterday, well, did you think we would change our minds?
You say we look too violent, say our message is forgotten
Well, if you don't like that tough, because that's the only face I've got!

The cord is cut no need for separation, successful elimination
Extermination of degradation? Essential heart feed stopping
She strives on alone, and makes the best of no one
Set fast, clamped, fucked, thinking nothing of tossing away a life like fucked spunk in a condom
Times hard, life's short, so
He the ultimate obstinate mind, moralistic attitude, the eyes of the blind
Humane reasoning, it's life, it's alive. A tiny heart beat
Here sits I, while on the subject of life
Impossible to conceive, no matter how hard I try
To bring my joy to the world, be it boy or a girl
Times hard, life's short, so cut. The cord is cut
My life is smeared all over with tears; ones I know will last for years
My decision so hard, you think I made with ease
But no loving words of comfort, will ever my guilt appease

Four minutes left in the game to play
Since that day in forty-five we've never had a say
Was it solution to combat the right?
Or just to stay ahead in the never-ending fight
The president's plaything in the name of Manhattan
Just another Hiroshima for him to flatten
The protest signs are spread across the earth
But will the protests pay their worth?
They keep us at bay with piles of businessmen's excuses
Planning hard, they've got us bored, but our blood will run like juices
How long left now? The hands tick by
Will we get our answers to what, where or why?
Who'll press the button? Who'll start the war?
Who'll survive the slaughter? Who'll perish on the floor?
The part you play in this fucked up set leads to the overhead threat you'll never forget
The times up now, no protest crowd
Just have you got your final shroud?

Jesus Christ, it's now got out of control.
There's three million animals dead.
God, Father, anyone, help us please.
This is destroying the future, our lives wrecked.
Meanwhile the brigadier loads his prick with the bolt and takes command of the cull.
Maker forgive me, accept my body to heaven
I'm begging, please pray for my soul.
Oh shut your whining fucking mouths
And fuck you, too.
Am I a right callous cunt,
Or have I seen through you?
We didn't shut our mouths when they told us to.
We're not like you who follow suit.
Why shut your mouth? Because I told you to.
You've put your foot in it enough, you don't know truth.
You've been telling me, now I'm telling you,
Another cattle farmer cops it. People cry at the altar.
I couldn't give a fuck.
How many animals slaughtered?
The industry of greed, economic will to succeed.
A blind ambition, the open mouths to feed.
Fox hunts on hold; their masters join the cull.
It's for the good of the country? Killing? Control?
The countryside alliance, they march, they roar.
Tough, soon you'll have nothing left to kill anymore.
They say Mr Blair, you're so unfair - I think he's more like a worthless cunt.
A slimy backstabber to those who should know better.
The electorate litters' runt.
A ventriloquist, who simply takes the piss.
But a word of warning, when he aims, he won't miss.
He shoots his bolt into the sick and the old.
Understand a cull means out of control.
To retain power, to brainwash mind.
Terminate resistance, make visions eyes blind.
Retained parliament, problem resolved.
Understand a cull means out of control.
Don't dare come around pimping your politics.
Have you forgot what you've done? We ain't. You're top of our list.
You are what you eat and that's clear on the cover.
Your blood stained bank notes, the economy suffers.
The tears, three million pitifully weep.
Stuff your manifestos, your issues you keep.
As your world boils over, anger's melting pot,
Realize and remember, that's all you've got.

[Green Eyes]
I want it all no question
Queens terrorism, at his best when I wear my vest and
Desert Eagle, inferred for protection
Interceptin, your collection, when I'm makin section
Nigga listen, I brake ya ass into submission
Professionalist, specializin in this
Hennecy wit a twist, another nigga miss
Gone in the abyss, fuckin wit the fish
Scratch him off the list
Automatic trey pound seven in my fist, get ya wig split
Green Eyes rise, Flushing, Queens, 'Lanz Enterprise
Wise got shine, forever brightly
Gats forever held tightly, this fight be (don't take us lightly)
[Quazie]
Now stoned be the way Quaz' walk, reppin New York
For outlinin criminal bodies wit white chalk
Wildin these streets, I'm playin for keeps, avoidin the beast
To keep play the cemetery body, capisce
The hashish, made me unleash, six through his dome piece
And that's just to say the least
But quote for quote, more dough choke throats like inhale smoke
Forever ready like nine volt, batteries
Lost casualties, ricochet through ya anatomy
Another tragedy, wit my family cause catastrophe
From Queens them Kings call me ya majesty
Drama has to be, my hostile days, from outta, puff lies
These high roller somethin, before my shots'll start pumpin
[Phenom Pacino]
6-3 Thug, blow a nigga like drought
Some say my lifestyle, need to be change
Scramble and foul, 210 pound
Take nickel plate, who hold the weight now
Leave you hear, bouncin the whip, I'm sippin crystal
All thunked out, bent in the streets wit my pistol
My rhyme noters, rippin ya meat, for beef I hold it down
Fuckin wit the wrong cat, to many gats black
Phenom never suffer set back, I blast off just like a jet pack
To crack the barrel, Pacino through over dowel
Just get a title, find ya life blazin in the saddle
Knowin half the battle was just a Queens soldier story
And fuckin wit niggas unless you asset to all for me
Spotted the code, with five seconds to explode
Escape wit the scroll, my family gun ho
Five hundred mellows, crackin serafino
Ropin casinos, but seenin a man, wit gun totin, chico
That organize extortion like The Godfather sequel
To open eyes to all evils that peoples
Mainly maintain to do, shittin where I'm through
Fuck's not given when I'm rippin through
Who is you? I can see fast and blast past ya faggot attitude
[Psycho Kiz]
Off top, the Remi had me bent dizzy and shit
Drunk like a Mexican, clap wit ya Fam wit Smith and Wesson's
Rip, heavy wit shine, diamond flexin
Spot lock for possession, welcome to the real world
Taught 'em why I hate this (We don't a fuck who it is)
Stop the bullshit, I guarantee you get hit, by Psycho Kiz
1996 to the year I quit, nothin happenin
Fuck the yappin, and start clappin
All these savages movin backwards, splittin they wigs
Smashin 'em, shootin 'em, red rum for everyone
Fuck a key, Queens niggas move in tons
The real number ones, for the chest, ice fish still on the run
[Royal Flush]
My desert needs a high rise, fuckin wit these wise guys
Can you recognize, Desert Storm, 'Lanz Enterprise
Smile like Einstein, jury drip, guns combine
You don't want mine, gotta fight this all in one time
Plus ya override, bustin straight, you bustin the sky
I know you scared while I'm lookin at the devil inside
Rollin dice like my weapon, hold the four and a five
And a cold and hard where I was born from the start
Here to play a part, smokin weed and sellin the dark
And watchin out for NARCS, Flush and entourage in charge

I have chosen
Smothering warmth no more
As I crater deep
Into the conflict laden
Blackness below
All hope is gone
While the backdrop of sense
In our conflict's fading
Blackest ideation
Eats me up alive
I am drowning
In fragile revelations
Twisting and turning
I cannot retain no more
As I crater deep
Into the conflict laden
Blackness below
All hope is gone
While the backdrop of sense
In our conflict's fading
Blackest ideation
Eats me up alive
I am drowning
In fragile revelations
I am too tired to cover
Sick and tired of giving myself away
You suck the life out of me