Life is sacred, so be it yea?
I couldn't give a shit coz you made me sick.
Nobody can refuse you the right,
to give up your life, just fuckin end it!
Pressured into suicide by the fucked up laws,
then labeled a psycho for being sick of your bodies war,
No one should have to suffer the pain,
the strain and then be told that their insane.
Keep your religion out of our laws,
in fact fuck religion, fuck the law.
Assisted suicide its illegal we know,
so would you take me to the backstreets and fuckin slit my throat?
Your laws and morals wont stop the killing,
so give people a chance to choose whether their living,
and the friends and family who assist the deed,
won't have to be ashamed of giving what you need.
The Laws are sick and twisted,
I don't give a fuck if life is sacred.
You try to scream but the words don't come out.
you try to grab the pills but you cant move about.
You cant drown your self coz your being watched.
You cant reach for the knife coz they've been locked up.
You cant exercise by your self.
You cant eat or dress your fuckin self.
Your dignity's been taken away.
You've had enough, your time is up.
Why is it so hard to understand
that some people don't want that helping hand.
Some people want their independence,
and once that has gone they wanna quit existence.
But they're incapable of doing this on their own,
so they're forced to live and suffer alone.
The laws are sick and twisted,
Do you even care or does it not bother you?
Identification cards, what does it mean to you
They'll be keeping track of your every move
Your every purchase, now does it bother you?
Ya credit cards and yer medication
Your finger prints and your information
Hooked up to the database and the NIR
Fail to comply and you'll carry the scar
Your retina scanned and yeah we gotta pay
For this invasion of privacy to take place
This cactus planting farce won't stop no terrorists
Hold your hand in the air and fucking clench your fist
I don't want your barcode stamp
I refuse to wear the tag
I just want to live my life
Without you crawling on my back
If you think that they will cut down on benefit fraud
Well then listen to me whilst i tell you the flaws
The cost to slip this programme into gear
Crying child, confused and hurt,
cos his homies been buried by rubble and dirt,
wanders around to find his Dad,
who's been blown to bits by an air strike, it's mad.
These people he thought were here to save,
and divert the terror so far away,
have destroyed his home, his dreams and family,
in a war against terror, smell the irony?
The same excuses everyday,
where we try to justify why we are there today.
Patrolling, abusing, attacking and killing,
even more civilians suffering.
What is wrong with our population,
blinded by the lies of terrorism.
Turn off your TV and use your head,
your not the one who's getting shot dead.
Can you smell the irony?
How many attacks have they made?
And how many people have we saved?
It's propaganda can't you see?
We're not the victims anymore.
Military reports of a wanted man,
located maybe somewhere in Afghanistan,
forget the research, "call the carpet bomb",
another thousand casualties and no result.
What makes these innocent families
any less valuable than your own?
Can't you see what we've become?
All we see are desolate similarities
Try to find the final ending of this
Never be able to look behind the wall of your hidden face
Only a puppet with a knife, ready to destroy me
Believing in the unsure setting you've create, the chaos
But still there are some undaunted
Waiting for the showdown, for the resolution in blood
Their soul will be shorn and shaven
Underneath the wave of death
There is the deep black water
Waiting belligerently for the sense of life
Raping your family you beg for more
Your only strength are your followers
Eating and breathing your poison, while you abuse all we are
Trained to bleed, not to think or to speak
Developing it to their psychological nature
Sharpen the knife you've got from the enemy
Our work is small and insignificant
The coming flood is the right end for you, but for me?
There is place for all of us, but you surely won't be the last
The last one standing, 'cause I'll still be here
Waiting with patience, waiting with your knife
When the world is down and empty
Am I content? yes I am, am I content? no, that's not my true self
I was imagening it, can we only live like this?
You can't handle the loss of your soul, so anybody is just fine for you
Trying to get away through your lust
Don't leave me alone, don't kill me
Everything that you'll remember is your truth
It might change after some time
Is that the truth? It was your wish
Desolation, death, return to nothing
That's what you wish for, that's your reality
What is reality?
Your world, the time and space around
Where you make the decision what you see and accept
The will to live or the wish to die, it's your decision
Afraid of disappearing, 'cause there's no use for me
We are all the same, we share the same missing part
The reason why we want to become one
And so become complete
Because it's the only chance to survive?
Don't leave me, don't kill me
Do you have the right to exist? what is your true feeling?
I don't know, I guess both
Wishing the end of my anxiety
There's a boundary in your expansion
Everything you feel as yourself is a part of your existence
But still I don't know who I am...
Time flows by, the world is a line of changes
A world of freedom is a world of nothing
Your surroundings and your soul form your shape
But without the others you can't recognize your picture
Start with a beer, 2, 3 or 4,
Then were downing the absinthe, yet still we want more,
Skin up a doob and pass that shit round,
Phone up tha taxi, get me in to town,
Rack up the cocaine, smoke some more mary,
Down some more vodka, far too much vodka,
Taxi turns up and were already fucked,
Open the window coz I need to sober up, I need to sober
Will we ever stop, fuckin' our bodies up?
Get kicked out of a club, for gettin' caught rackin' up,
Those fuckin' bouncers nicked our stash,
Look out that window, the intensity of live in this filth we call humanity
Religion, belief, war, blindness
The impulse for the delusion?
The fanatics are feeding your anger, your gift
Surrounded by walls of wasted lives
Their retaliation falls into oblivion, and yours?
Defending the convictions that died away
It's your turn to move
It's so natural, so human, praise our species
The scab and the dirt
On the only path I take the wrong direction
The way of us all and of the past
Once involved in the circulation, no decision to make
Unision is the end of all, of individuality
Being a whore for yourself you are misleading
Every chapter I read ends the same
There is nothing open, nothing new
The truth they tell loses worth, but I get used to it
...By time, I leave
The door I see is the exit, don't even there they lead me
Not learning but knowing, open mouth, I hear no words
My tongue is wield by their shit
Feeding with salt, no birth from this ground
The last glowing is punished with indifference
Closed the book already, what is the last page?
The blinded masses behind them
Give me my eyesight that was promised
What was first, act or word?
Why have you done this to us,
Your friends and family,
What reason did you have your
Ending your life prematurely
It makes no sense to me,
I'm adding 1 + 1 and I'm getting 3,
It shouldn't be like this,
Why did it end like this
I wish I got to know you,
More than that I did,
I wish I got to show you
what a true friend is,
You were our brother,
We took you under our wing,
But that's what gets me through,
My memories of singing these songs with you
Your reasons, your problems,
Could we not help you solve them,
No warning, explanation,
Something we won't get over
[x2]
I wish we stayed up late,
Laughing and joking around,
We never really opened up,
Or got messed up in town,
Looking back I think I barely knew you,
I regret not really getting to know you,
But then I'd sing these songs with you,
Felt like I'd grown up with you,
I still don't know the truth,
The details of what went on,
And I don't know who to ask,
Would asking be so wrong,
All I know is that you're gone,
Cant bring ya back life must carry on,
The only thing that gets me through,
Is my memory of singing these songs with you.
Your reasons, your problems,
Could we not help you solve them,
No warning, explanation,
Something we won't get over
[x2]
Your reasons, your problems,
Could we not help you solve them,
No warning, explanation,
Something we won't get over
I've fallen in love with a special kinda friend,
A small lovey, little one with lots of love to spread,
I love the anxiety, the tension, excitement,
Is it in my head? Is it in my head?
You take tha medication, gulp down some beer,
It's a winning combination, No worries no fears,
Just the greatest fuckin' feelin' you fucks will ever
feel,
So call up your dealer and get some fuckin' chickaz!
I keep takin', poppin', droppin' ecstasy!
I just come up and my legs are like jelly,
Feeling a rumblin'n'tumblin' inside me
My veins are pumping this lovejuice through me,
My hearing's distorted, I'm strugglin' to see.
This shit is spouting out of my mouth,
But for some reason my pals know wot I'm on about,
Greatest times, still I cud do with a line
I wont be out of bed for some fuckin' time!
What the fuck did I just see,
That wall was closing in on me,
What the fuck did I just say,
My deep down feelings wont stay a way
This is the truth pill, swallow it whole.
Its the best fuckin' painkiller you'll ever swallow
Life is so much better on this,
It's just a shame that it doesn't really exist!
I keep takin', poppin', droppin' ecstasy
The seeds of heritage lying cremated
Through the hand of a single man and his lust
Feeling relive by his work on flesh
Just like flies addicted to light
He loans for the unique moment
To slash, to cut and feel the warmth
Invisible in the degenerated society he acts
No one seems to care for the scab
That is a part of all, an inseparable symbiosis
The chalk-white face you look at
A human being or a disease, a waste-product
Searching for control, a life in the hands of me
Overwhelmed by this power, the physical strength
Try to make the most of the moment
Seeing the dumb smile you feel it
An incision, it sets me free, this pile of meat and ulcer
Moving under me and still I want, my hand beyond the cover
I understand his desire, the punishment becomes lust
Sends us both into ecstasies, for him it was the last
The death of thousands or one by the hand of men
Countless lives ending at the same time
Leads to a reaction, like a wave, a tremor through the whole
Taking the way to somewhere else
Or maybe staying at its place of birth
Hanging above like a cloud of dust
Waiting to come down, to unload the tension in this scene
You feel it like a shiver, spreading and carrying what's gone
A moment of peace, calm and deaf
Until it breaks down again
It could be a beginning, it should be
But the tightening ends like it began
Time shows us the continuity
Death follows death, for it's one
Something changes, nothing without a reason
And nothing is like it was before
The wave finds the way to our hands
It fades away taking some with it
To create the balance, the silent shadow disappears
Here he stands, one of a million in a forest full of his kind
Captured by a voice talking to them again and again
Cutting through the skull into their brains
Lifeless eyes looking up to the throne
Waiting for new orders, the only guiding line
Fill up the red sea again, burn the corpses
Let the mechanical children grow up from the ashes
Clear the emotion sector
It's all a question of systematic surveillance
Reality is superfluous, a disturbing factor
In the voice they trust, no doubts at any time
Control is everything, the strenght that keeps the system going
Pills for the organic tool, to get them up and down
Their lives reduced to this
It takes a period of time to make him listen
Taking out the colours from their eyes makes it so much easier
His decisions are routine
An automatic reaction with only one possible solution
Their pride is growing with every word they hear
Hungering for more, for the coming hibernation
Now they can take new orders
The voice still burning in the deepest thoughts
All seeking for perfection, this wish is breaking his mind
Maybe one will stand out, so he can carry the flag
The rest will burn soon and become a new breeding ground
An inhuman in our eyes, a failure
The mistake in the working clockwork, fullfilling our thoughts
Isolated from the decaying outside, he's the one who is inside
His consciousness is the far horizon
A grain of sand for a human being, nothing more, nothing less
He took a fistful of it, just to see what happens in his mind
The tour with the dead family, an indescribable behaviour
Are we denying ourselves?
Behind the abhorrance there's more than admiration
Our secret wish, his deeds so absolute
Build up the walls of aversion, to stop the loaning hands
His eyes are the only open, take a spoon
Deep inside us, the same image and desire
The fixation he knows well, take us under your wide wings
The cripples judge the pillar, coarse grids for coarse heads
I've been friends with this guy for years,
got on great, no blood, no tears.
Just beer and music and life on the road,
one of my brothers so far from home.
We were a unit, but now I've ruined it,
but I was telling the whole truth you must believe it.
So I made one mistake,
tricked and deceived by a so called mate.
That evil bitch I still feel so much hate,
locked him away from his life and his mates.
But I miss the days on tour, with a pocket of pills.
I'm sure that you must feel the same?
But I miss the days on tour,
with a bottle of Morgans.
I'm sure you must feel the same?
Or maybe not.
I don't blame you for believing the lies,
some women have the power to hypnotize.
But why abandon your friends for this?
Finally, you've seen some sense.
Your fad has worn away you fuckin inbreds.
You know who you are, the ones who would scold,
when I'd be drinking cider in your cult like town.
You'll never mention that shit that you did.
You'd rather just forget all that straight edged biz.
But I won't forget that couple of years,
when you had to wear a cross coz you didn't drink beer.
No one gives a shit if you drink or you don't.
No one gives a fuck if you smoke or you don't.
I don't give two shits if you think I'm a dick.
At least I know that I am true to myself.
No one gives a fuck if you drink or you don't,
which is why you made a fuss you attention seeking
joke.
Trying to fit in? Be part of a crowd?
Just don't preach to me about the shit that I smoke.
Dividing the scene, I hated that shit.
But now you've come around and you wanna slot back in.
You've changed your looks and now your drinking all the
time,
but I won't forget those fascist punk times.
What the fuck happened to the scene back then?
With its elitist hierarchy and separation of friends.
The tighter the pants, the straighter the hair.
No one gives a fuck about how much hairspray you wear.
Remember how you looked when you practiced your moves?
You looked like a cunt, I'm telling you.
I know that you've changed, you grew out of this shit,
Evolution through violence, only the violent survive?
All those living in peace don't mean a thing in our history
Sooner or later they will pay
With their wives, with their lives
Is there no way out? Our aggression, the mother's gift
Hold them back in the distant cells
Two ways of coma, let them sleep 'till death
Or wake up the dirt for the last time
We wish our hands clean, a sterile procedure for removing the crime
Only possible in a perverse society
They don't fear the death, it's every day life
But still I kill them all!
Don't you see the connection?
Murder, both legal and illegal
This most aggressive genotype, reserved for the leaders of our world
The weak won't last for ever, it's the natural selection
When we reach the evolution's end, the beautiful and final state of life
The closest to our creator
The clean human race, highest of all possible
A pure act of violence, at last
The day of chaos, the day of our redemption
Killing our own children
Discipline the youths. Send them to prison.
Teach them a lesson. They'll never break again.
So you get outta prison and you're looking for a job.
But you got this fuckin record. No one will take you on.
Parents dis-owned you. So you got no place to live.
Soon your back behind bars for dealing heroin.
[Chorus:]
(What choice did you have?)
The system isn't working and is making things worse.
Prison ain't the answer for immense discipline.
I don't have the solution to your crime pollution.
But surely the answer lies at the root of the problem?
If you were brought up in poverty on a rough estate.
Surely that could be the reason why you choose to share
such hate?
Domestic violence? Brought up with no dad?
And the government wonders why you act so bad.
[Chorus]
So you get outta prison and you're looking for a job.
But you got this fuckin record. No one will take you on.
Parents dis-owned you. So you got no place to live.
Soon your back behind bars for dealing heroin.
Innocent people, gettin' beat,
Whilst the police are catchin' speeders with their chip
and pin,
There moaning that they don't get enough respect,
Nut didn't you join the force to enforce peace and
protect,
Idle threats up in the air, their off on strike,
But we all know it wont happen so get on yer bike,
This will be laugh if it ever goes through,
With grandmas gettin' burgled, whats fuckin' new?
Cops on strike, you heard it right,
They're tryin' to scare us all,
Cops on strike, wot a load of tripe,
They've got the power but they want more from you,
So the taxpayers workin' to pay for their protection,
But the police are fuckin' strikin' for an early
retirement,
Try it for a day, lets see what its like,
If everything's the same, lets keep it for life,
People gettin' mugged, with a knife and a gun,
Whilst the police are doin' nothing 'cept scratchin'
their bums,
Doesn't sound any different to me,
Free country, I hear you say.
Well I ain't satisfied, I want it my way.
Banning everything under the sun,
Life's just fuckin boring,
You've killed all the fun.
Tax the fuck out of cigarettes,
Then tell us all about the regrets.
Lose your money on the stick of death
so tax our speed and beer instead.
Force us from an early age
to go to work and earn a wage.
Then charge us for the congestion,
The noise and fumes you call pollution.
Can't u see that the real disease,
The real pollution that were up to our knees,
Slobs and whores with no contraception,
Another 4 parasites for the nation.
More babies on the way,
More money thrown away,
More idiots to feed,
More idiots to breed,
This is the true congestion,
Every morning the alarm bells,
pierce my drums and then I smell that smell.
In this bed so nice and warm,
but I know the room I'm in's so cold.
Ignore the time for just five minutes more,
coz my brains not ticking over for sure.
Why can't I just wake in my own time,
Why can't I just lay in this time.
The clouds are pissing acid rain,
and the air I breath, my lungs decay.
Mindless zombies walk down the street,
why? All we need to do is eat.
Nine to five, five days a week,
and the cars are clogging up the streets.
Depression and boredom sets in my head,
why did I bother getting out of bed?
This isn't life, this is called slavery,
no matter how you dress it up.
Subject to work, back pains and agony,
are we really better off?
Every night I'd lay awake,
worrying about the mistakes I made.
Nightmares of the day ahead,
another day of ass kissing that I can't take.
So I shoved it, left them in shit.
It sure felt good just for a bit,
but now my bank account is dry,
and begging for the day I get another try.
You say you're a feminist, what a fuckin joke.
Dividing the genders with reverse sexism,
what are you trying to prove?
You're just as bad as the next sexist pig,
but you think you're a hero above all of it.
There's more to feminism than hating men.
fuck your ideas you don't know fucking shit.
You think you're a hero, but your IQ is zero,
and no one likes you.
You walk around like you own the place,
with your fucked up ideas and all your complaints.
Are you just bitter coz your lonely,
The bomb has dropped
The end has begun
We're all victims of an air-raid attack
Felling all the pain
From the napalm
We're all victims of an air-raid attack
How do we deal
With the aftermath?
We're all victims of an air-raid attack
Air-Raid Attack!
You make them believe a lie
that fills them up with guilt.
Banned from society
corporations where they work
We will fight!
til' the day we're left alone
Enough with your lies!
we will fight, not alone.
What do you get?
with what you're trying to prove
I don't want to be
a scumbag like you
We will fight
til' the day we're left alone
enough with your lies,
open your eyes.
We will fight!
til' the day we're left alone
Enough with your lies!
we will fight, not alone.
We will fight!
til' the day we're left alone
Enough with your lies!
INFESTED PUNX!
Sounds from the street
It's our fucking voice
We don't fucking care
We will make some noize
Violence and anger
Boil inside of me
We don't fucking care
You will hear us all
It's our voice! It's our noize!
INFESTED PUNX WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
This is our town
A fucked up place to be
We will make the best of it
Support our local scene
We are the same heart
We are the same noise
Hardcore and punk
Is the same fucking voice
It's our voice! It's our noize!
INFESTED PUNX WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
Sounds from the street
It's our fucking voice
We don't fucking care
We will make some noize
Violence and anger
Boil inside of me
We don't fucking care
You will hear us all
It's our voice! It's our noize!
We're not stopping now
They won't beat us to the ground
Our country is fucked and we're aware
Turn to our leaders and we get a blank stare
Stop the Slaughter! Stop the War!
Death toll rising casualties of war!
They want peace now but will it show
This is reality not a T.V. show
War on terror, it's a lie
What's accomplished when the children die
Stop the Slaughter! Stop the War!
Death toll rising casualties of war!
Mothers losing children, brothers, and fathers
Poor abandoned children, casualties of war
Everywhere I look it's all the same
Whats accomplished when your children die
Stop the Slaughter! Stop the War!
Sign your name on the dotted line
They promised a future, they promised you money
Time goes by, you're still the same
Just another victim of the system
We don't need you! NO!
Try and fight back for all that you had
Now it's too late you're better off dead
Sacrifice to try and succeed
Now you're alone and you're still in need
A career came first, and I come last
Now my future is buried in my past
Struggle for your family, a never ending fight
I've become nothing in my loved ones eyes.
I spent my whole life waiting, for the day I would drop
dead,
Convinced that I was dying, deep down and buried in my
head.
The doctors just ignored all the issues I addressed,
They sent me on my way and ignored everything I'd said.
Suddenly the pain, is far too much to bare,
I give it one last shot, with the docs who didn't care.
Next thing I know I'm under, losing part of me,
Playing the waiting game to see if I've got the
disease.
You ignored me, you dismissed me,
You left me to rot and humiliated me.
I'm laying here sore and thinkin' of the worst,
Two weeks still to go, the results are gonna hurt.
Is it all for nothing, or has my life been spared?
I can't believe it’s real, now I'm pretty fuckin'
scared.
My back's started to ache, has this mother fucker
spread?
I feel so isolated, there's nowhere to go but bed.
I'm counting down the days, until the scan results are
My life's changed just like that, what a mess I've
gotten in.
And just like that, I'm laying on my back,
My dignity remains in pieces.
I can't stand or walk, I'm pissin' in bottles,
I hope for this that death's been cheated.
And just like that, I'm laying in a bed,
Three drips of chemo running through my veins.
Nine weeks of hell, vomit, hair loss as well,
I've lost count of all the pills they gave me.
And just like that, my stitches are oozing crap,
I can't face to walk in case my sides split.
My face, swelled up, I don't look the same no more,
My skin is dry and I can't taste shit.
Headaches all night, the end don't seem in sight,
My veins are scabbed from all the needles.
My lungs feel tight, rapid breathing this can't be
right,
I walk into this place, I sense that I've been here
before.
That smell unmistakable, that sound of nurses on the
ward... Never comin' back.
I know you don't look well, but still a smile is on your
face.
It hurts to see you here, but I know this is the best
place.
Never comin' back home.
You never wanted us to fuss, you'd always tell us you
were OK.
I hope the morphine they gave you, will take away your
pain.
The nurse is still doing her checks, but there's nothing
left in you.
I just wish you'd try to rest, so your pain would be over
soon.
It's all happening so fast, the other day you looked so
well.
So full of life you were, seeing you here just don't seem
real.
My father’s with you now, he's holding your hand until
you're gone.
I cannot cope with this, I'm proud of Dad for staying so
Soldiers are dying and people are crying,
The government was lying but there's nowt new there.
It's their choice to sign up and we're meant to give a fuck,
About heartless bastards don't even care.
Game-like ad's make war look sweet,
This ain't no fuckin fiction, it's reality.
It ain't a fuckin fashion, it ain't fuckin cool,
Why would you wanna take part in this global death tool?
Army ad campaigns are fuckin bullshit.
See past the fun that they portray and fuck it.
Boycott the armies and lets sit and wait.
I can't stand this fuckin country no more anyway.
An army full of heroes is what your told,
Another ad campaign to get you on payroll.
Safety in numbers and camouflage clothes,
Ain't enough to stop a bullet through your dome.
But you love your country and your family is proud,
Proud of fuckin what, your heads in the clouds.
Think long and hard, what are you fighting for?
You invaded me, my body taken over,
I'm not the home where you can live.
I'm not the place where you can grow,
You'll have to find somewhere else to go.
I'm gonna make your life hell.
You wanna eat me from the inside,
But you'll never be a part of me.
And when this cancer's gone, it might not be for long,
Until my dying day, I'll live life anyway.
And if my time runs out, I'll give it one last shout,
I'll scream it from the trees, to hell with this disease.
You tried to mess with me, you picked the wrong guy,
I'm not going to go down easily.
It's time for you to leave, you've outstayed your
welcome,
And so I lay here, darkness and silence, with my head
spinning round and round.
Everyone's asleep and I'm the only one, who can't get
my head down.
Now I'm alert, I'm hearing voices, but my body is
paralysed.
I can't move a thing, I can't make a sound, but my eyes
are rolling up and down.
Wide awake, can't escape, arms tied down, some thing’s
around.
I can't take it, escape it, my body’s been tied down.
I can't shake it, I'll never make it, is a ghost here
right now?
I try to shake it off, I try to shout for help, but
it's all just useless.
I feel a presence, close by surrounding me, but I can't
escape it.
Hallucinations, they feel so real, my mind is wide
awake.
My breathing is slow, I don't wanna fall asleep, as I
might not wake up.
And so I lay here, it’s all over, my body again belongs
to me.
My breathing is fine, I'm feeling alright, I think it's
safe to fall asleep.
Some people say, it's an abduction, or a demon playing
his tricks.
I don't know, but it's gotta go, coz I need my sleep
It's an obsession can't you see? Just hand me the
Paroxetine.
I'm a backstabber, OK I've said it, there's no more need
for you to take it.
Don't force that fake smile any more, It's OK to hate me.
Your loyalty I don't deserve, the guilt I feel is beyond
words.
I know to you this all sounds wrong, but I don't care,
these are my songs.
I hate to do things behind backs, I guess you'll never
understand.
It isn't you it's always me, this band’s become my OCD.
It's been going on some time, I see I'm totally out of
line,
But I hear these sounds inside my head and I want them
heard just how I meant.
I know that I've destroyed the bond, but I should never
have made it.
Not many things I call my own, not many things I can
control,
I do not diss the way you play, I just gotta do it my
way.
When money's tight I can’t deny, the only way is DIY,
Why should I do things by the book? They're just fuckin'
We're all responsible? Who's this "we" you're talking
about?
I'm not the one with the credit cards and the mortgage I
can't pay back.
I'm not the bankrupt, the borrower and I'm not the greedy
banker,
But I'm the one who's responsible, for getting your money
back?
There's now no hope for our generation,
And now we'll rot at our work stations.
House prices are through the roof and jobs are paying
shit,
Whilst you're spending billions on war and blowing each
other to bits.
It's not the filthy rich who suffer and it's not the so-
called poor,
It's people trying to earn a crust, it's not worth
working for.
A national debt created, before I was even born,
Now I'm the one who's paying, for the generation gone.
Education fees are a joke, with no job at the end,
Retirement age again increased, at work our lives will
Lack of time and energy, from working all the hours.
Has left me bled and dry, and feeling kind of down.
The more hours that I work, the more tax I gotta give.
So when it comes to writing songs, I'm struggling to
commit.
Not not not dead yet I'm just taking my time
Not not not dead yet I'm just taking my time
When your bodies full of spots. When you don't know what
you've got
The last thing on your mind, is churning out a song
When you cant see and your deaf. And your throat is sore
and dry
I can't sing to save my life and all I wanna do is die
Not not not dead yet I'm just taking my time
Not not not dead yet I'm just taking my time
Not not not dead yet I'm just taking my time
I thought I beat this, some time quite long ago,
Will I ever rid this? I guess I'll never know.
I'm sick of worrying every single day,
About what people think and the words that I should say.
But things start looking up, I get second chance,
But now the pressure I can't take and my anxiety's back.
My heart again is racing and I'm stuttering my words,
Sweat dripping down my back as my worst nightmare
returns.
And I'm exhausted, it's hard work worrying,
Another day of torture in my head approaching.
I promise to myself it won't happen again,
But the truth is I can't control all this brain fog in my
head.
So I sit there with my head sinking in my hands,
I feel so depressed, this mental block I cannot stand.
Yea, life's a drag.
I'm isolated, everyone's watching me,
I'm sitting here on show and they're all focusing.
Everyone is noticing how nervous I'm acting,
I'm alien to them, why would they waste their time with
Your views distorted, school life deluded,
Opinions swayed by a book full of lies.
Screw your moral high, this ain't your fuckin' life,
Keep your religion out of other people’s lives.
A girl no choice, you take away her voice,
Beaten up, raped with a new seed to be spawned.
You can't prevent it, why try control it?
Backstreet abortions are taking even more lives.
Your faith once again tries, to silence out our voice,
But when your daughters raped, will you still be anti-
choice?
Over population, world of corruption,
Church and state lead to self-destruction.
This ain't no life, does it really need rights?
Contraception it ain't, but neither’s suicide.
Don't try to argue, would you want to,
Be a child in a world where no one wants you?
We can't continue, to fuckin' let you,
Use religion as a way to bulldoze laws through.
There's no one size fits all solution, no place for your
religion,
You penalise the non-believers, forced to conform to
religion.
Forced marriages and paedos, keep your thoughts behind
your doors,
When I was a kid things were so different*
Everyone's a friend, everyone's innocent,
I remember singing prayers in school assembly,
This almighty god exists, you don't think no different.
Fairytale stories drilled in to my skull,
Not one word was true, not fuckin' one,
So I ask my self this shit everyday
How can you all let Jesus get in your way?
God won't answer your fuckin' prayers,
Your logical mind tells you this is true.
But you were delusioned from such an early age
And your scared about what might not happen to you.
You fuckers keep relying on this fuckin' faith
But when your times up you won't leave this place.
You'll join the rest of us, buried with a spade,
A feast for all the bugs in your rotting grave!
God won't answer your prayers
And you can't escape this place.
Myths and lies and hypocrites
I'll give your religion a miss.
I know its sad for you to believe its the end,
But there ain't no reward, so why fuckin' pretend.
You keep on fuckin' praying and singin' yer hymns,
Whilst I enjoy my life committing yer sins.
God won't answer your prayers
And you can't escape this place.
Myths and lies and hypocrites,
What is there to prove with your racist shit?
since the war started there's been thousands dead.
Bodies squandered all over the floor
His daddy's done it once, we've seen it all before.
Keep on fighting, Keep on dying
for their fucking game.
Drop Bush not Bombs!
Barely nineteen, takes his final breath
struck by a bullet, soon he'll be dead
Pride in this country that he fucking had
now he goes home in a body bag.
Keep on fighting, Keep on dying
for their fucking game.
Drop Bush not Bombs!
Thousands die every fucking day
Humans are expandable, that's the American way.
Our country is guilty for causing all the pain
It's not only a war but the Bush family game.
What is there to prove with your racist shit?
since the war started there's been thousands dead.
Bodies squandered all over the floor
His daddy's done it once, we've seen it all before.
Keep on fighting, Keep on dying
for their fucking game.
The time has come to end this one.
I'm all out, hung-over,
A new start, game over.
I thank you for listening and all your supporting.
I stand by my methods, stick around for the next
endeavour.
I look at you, you look at me,
With those eyes so tired and you don't know who I am.
Is it me? Have I neglected you?
It feels quite so coz you don't know who I am.
I try explain, it comes to you,
But not for long, there's pictures of me on your wall.
You cared for me, when I was young,
But now your old and it's you who needs someone.
But still your smile and your laugh,
Despite your problems, you're still my Gran.
And when you tell me stories of your life from the
past,
You're a clear inspiration and you're certainly not
daft.
I leave the room, I come back in,
I've not been long but you don't know who I am.
You ask me questions, over again,
I give the same answer, still you don't know who I am.
You helped us fly kites, when we were young,
Burnt rice pudding and giant Yorkshire puds.
Good memories, it's not your fault,
I'm still the same person I was when I was small.
And when you beg me, to take you home,
It breaks my heart coz you don't know who I am.
Some days are good, others are bad,
Sometimes you’re happy, still you don't know who I am.
And now you're gone, it happened so fast,
Your dignity, remained intact.
As I left the ward, I turned around to you,
I saw your precious smile one more time light up the
Hello again,
Apologies, I don't know where all the time went.
A final try, just one last time, another go then I'm
spent.
Straight from this room, I present to you, just five
years on since Myths.
Crank it up loud and get tuned right in, it's time for
Diversity clearly don't work, as we associate religion
and race too much.
Teach the kids that religion sucks and they will be much
smarter when they grow up.
Innocent children don't care about skin, they're
uncorrupted playground within.
The media fuels the racist hate, it keeps the papers
selling, we are not safe.
Why can't you just leave us be? We're not all racist
fucks like you.
Kids will only be misled, if you force division down
their necks.
Wake up, are you teaching right and wrong? Or are you
deviating us?
If the kids are brought up right, they will make up their
own mind what's right.
Teaching equality in the schools, yet more race attacks
are breaking news.
More segregation, more religion, more race hatred and
full prisons.
Blatant dividing and singling out, is causing
devastation, there's no way out.
Ignorant minority of racist thugs, you're using them
Labour drew the line, thousands of people died.
Weapons were not found, cover up those filthy lies.
New government in power, it’s not your problem.
Families destroyed, the blood's still on your hands.
The Iraq war mistake, it's too late to admit.
Now you've washed your hands, you make me fuckin' sick.
Billions were spent, on an unjust cause.
No apology, for all the loved ones lost.
You can't just ignore, the damage you've caused.
You can't just forget, the thousands slaughtered.
We won't let you forget...
You can't just ignore, you can't just forget.
Is this just a plot, to start again a fresh?
Back down for five years and hope we all forget?
Old policies are scrapped and lay to rest Iraq,
Feelings bottled up, messed my head up.
Problems unaddressed, fucked my mind up.
Feeling so alone, no one to talk to.
Embarrassment and shame, I'd left it too long.
Anxious and scared, how did I get this way?
This is not me, I shouldn't be this way.
My tongue's tied up, can't get my words out.
Humiliation, my worst nightmare.
My face blushing red, I cannot stop it.
My heart's pounding, I can't control it.
My words make no sense and you're all laughing.
I'm dripping with sweat, I've barely started.
My mind has shut down and I'm all confused.
Simplest requests my brain will not compute.
I'm self-conscious that you're all watching.
I'm paranoid that you're all listening.
Suppressed thoughts will soon see the light.
They torture you so late at night.
They control the way you interact.
Let it out whilst you still can.
I did this to myself, no one else to blame.
Thirteen years of torture, life pissed down the drain.
Thoughts buried deep down, it'll all go away.
Alcohol won't keep these thoughts at bay.
Lying awake at night and I feel fuckin' sick.
Just gimme one more try, I'll start again a fresh.
Choices that I made, when I was a kid,
Have left my head in pieces, I've had enough of it.
I don't want the focus on me,
I'm scared of what you'll think and see.
Nightmares and dreams I'm losing teeth,
We're the first to point the finger, we love to think
we're better than you.
We laugh at you in your cubicles, with your shirt and tie
and your ready meals.
Your white collar idiocy, your terrorist hypocrisy.
We try to hide the fact that we're just to blame, a
smaller country but we're the fucking same.
We're as bad as America.
We're as bad as America.
We're as bad as America.
It's true, we wish we were you.
We hate your fucking attitude, yet we copy your fashion
and your every move.
We mock you and your Burger King while we're waiting in
the queue.
Your white collar idiocy, your terrorist hypocrisy.
We try to hide the fact that we're just to blame, a
smaller country but we're the fucking same.
We're as bad as America.
We're as bad as America.
We're as bad as America.
It's true, we wish we were you.
Crooked two-faced politicians and all your bullshit tax
evasions,
We fund your Punch and Judy party whilst you laugh in
our faces all day.
Lay down the laws and penalise, the hard working cogs
you victimise,
We're ripped apart for one mistake, but your expense
piss-take is OK?
We're forced to pay, no other way, your restaurant
bills and your pornos too,
Your fancy phone, your second home, some people don't
even have one.
A suit and tie sure will not mend, a thousand lies
let’s not pretend.
Broken Britain you let it be, no faith in you, our
trust decreased.
It's down to us to sew the seed.
You proved to us just how to win, this capitalist rat-
race we're within.
Rob the poor, exploit the flaws, a great example you've
set.
We'll keep slaving and being blind, to the tax that
robs us every time.
You'll decide what info's leaked so you can claim that
TV set.
Your fancy parties, your dirty panties, your designer
garden and your stupid hair,
Your flashy car, your Caviar, you're the real crooks in
this world.
You bitch and moan, try to control, all the criminals
that we have in our world.
You hypocrites, you make me sick, just because you're
rich it doesn't make it OK,
To rob the poor, millions robbed, in this expenses
scandal in which you were caught.
If this was us, we would be locked up… A slap on the
If there was a god
i'm sure he would be hated for making bugs
this hell that he created sit on a coat, put on a hat
i am infested it happens just like that
i'm sure i hate 'em they're ain't no maybes
bodylice & crabs headlice & scabies
you take your pick they make me sick
while i scratch untill i bleed soon they'll be scabs for me to pick it drives me mad, as i scratch my body raw sometimes it feels like sex when i'm scratching with my paws
sometimes it feels better, when it gets wetter
lubed up with puss & blood but later i'm upsetter
cuz of the pain when the rash becomes inflamed
i simply lost control the scabies can't be blamed
oh yes they can! i'll go complain
to the drop in center clinic hook me up with some lindane
oh yes lindane the stuff for the occasion
this lotion gives you cancer with too many applications
but i must use it, i'll be the tested this time it's gone too far my body is infested i am infested, i am infested
this time it's gone too far
my body is infested
i am infested i'll be the tested
this time it's gone too far my body is infested one bug, two bug, three bugs, four these bugs just fuck & eat
soon they'll be hundreds more (to) infest my head, infest my bed these bugs won't stop infesting untill i kill 'em all dead
then there's the eggs, the fucking catch if i don't delouse again
in seven days they'll hatch
and at this time i will truley go insane my nervous system shot by the use of the lindane it is this lotion on my generation tested this time it's gone too far
