Filth or The Filth may refer to:
Irvine Welsh (born 27 September 1958 in Leith, Edinburgh) is a contemporary Scottish novelist, best known for his novel Trainspotting. His work is characterised by raw Scottish dialect, and brutal depiction of the realities of Edinburgh life. He has also written plays, screenplays, and directed several short films.
Irvine Welsh was born in Leith, the port area of the Scottish capital Edinburgh. His family moved to Muirhouse, in Edinburgh, when he was four, where the family stayed at local housing schemes. His mother worked as a waitress. His father was a dock worker in Leith until bad health forced him to become a carpet salesman; he died when Welsh was 25. Welsh left Ainslie Park High School when he was 16 and then completed a City and Guilds course in electrical engineering. He became an apprentice TV repairman until an electric shock persuaded him to move on to a series of other jobs. He left Edinburgh for the London punk scene in 1978, where he played guitar and sang in The Pubic Lice and Stairway 13, the latter a reference to the Ibrox disaster. A series of arrests for petty crimes and finally a suspended sentence for trashing a North London community centre inspired Welsh to correct his ways. He worked for Hackney London Borough Council in London and studied computing with the support of the Manpower Services Commission.
James Andrew McAvoy ( /ˈmækəvɔɪ/ MAK-ə-voi; born (1979-04-21)21 April 1979) is a Scottish stage and screen actor. He made his acting debut as a teen in 1995's The Near Room and continued to make mostly television appearances until the early 2000s. His notable television work includes State of Play, Shameless, and Frank Herbert's Children of Dune. Besides screen acting, McAvoy has appeared on stage with Three Days of Rain in 2009, and in 2011 he did voice work for animated films including Gnomeo & Juliet and Arthur Christmas.
Starting in 2003, McAvoy began to build his film resume with Bollywood Queen. That film was followed with The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (2005), a commercial hit. His performance in Kevin Macdonald's The Last King of Scotland achieved him not only critical praise, but several award nominations. 2007's critically acclaimed Atonement marked the breakthrough in McAvoy's career. It also earned him a Golden Globe Award nomination and his second BAFTA nomination. Another big point in the actor's career was starring in Wanted (2008). Since then, he is notable for playing Charles Xavier in the 2011 superhero film X-Men: First Class.
Mark Kermode (born 2 July 1963) is an English film critic, musician and a member of the British Academy of Film and Television Arts. He contributes to Sight and Sound magazine, The Observer newspaper and BBC Radio 5 Live, where he presents Kermode and Mayo's Film Reviews with Simon Mayo on Friday afternoons. He also co-presents the BBC Two arts programme The Culture Show and discusses other branches of the arts for the BBC Two programme Newsnight Review. Kermode writes and presents a film-related video blog for the BBC.
Kermode, born Mark Fairey in Barnet, North London, England, attended Haberdashers' Aske's Boys' School, an independent boys' school in Elstree, a few years ahead of comedians Sacha Baron Cohen, Matt Lucas and David Baddiel and in the same year as actor Jason Isaacs. He was raised as a Methodist, and is now a member of the Church of England.
Mark Fairey's parents divorced when he was in his early 20s and he subsequently changed his surname to his GP mother's maiden name by deed poll. (Neither of them is related to the literary critic Frank Kermode.)
David Soul (born August 28, 1943) is an American-British actor and singer, best known for his role as Detective Kenneth "Hutch" Hutchinson in the television programme Starsky and Hutch (1975–1979). He gained British citizenship in 2004.
Soul was born in Chicago, Illinois, United States, as David Richard Solberg. His mother was a teacher and his father, Dr. Richard Solberg, was a Lutheran minister, Professor of History and Political Science and Director of Higher Education for the American Lutheran Church. Dr Solberg was also Senior Representative for Lutheran World Relief during the reconstruction of Germany after World War II from 1949 until 1956. Because of this, the family moved frequently while Soul was growing up.
Soul attended Augustana College, University of the Americas in Mexico City and the University of Minnesota. At 19, he turned down a professional baseball contract with the Chicago White Sox in order to study political science. While in Mexico, inspired by students who taught him to play the guitar, Soul changed his direction and decided to follow his passion for music. His first appearance upon returning from Mexico to the States was in a club in Minneapolis, The 10 O'Clock Scholar.
You bite the tin foil they give you
Your P.N.O.Y. mind is entombed
You are amused by your confusion
Staple your face to mine if you're afraid to be alone
I'll mail you razor blades for Christmas
If you're so disgusted then leave the wicked way
You are confused by your amusement
The hypocrite will be the first to see the filth
You want to look like me
(You want to look like)
You want to live like me
(You want to live like)
You want to live like me
(You want to live like)
You want to look like me
(You want to look like)
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain
This won't hurt...
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
Don't you try to touch me
You're no different from what you see
Don't you try to touch me
You're just as filthy as filth can be
Like a pinata you crack open
Your candy guts cascade in rainbow
You decay in your own containment
the sweetest insides are all coated with their filth
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
You should eat the shit you speak
You know you are what you think
Don't you try to touch me
You're no different from what you see
Don't you try to touch me
You're just as filthy as filth can be
I won't celebrate your genocide
And I won't consume your lies
And you cannot deny how your selfish ways
Kill and ruin innocent lives
People have been exploited
People have been killed
Humanity has been raped
And still I see no cure
I won't consume your filth
Filth is what you know
Filth is what you consume
Filth is all you know
I'm gonna take you out
I will return your filth
I can justify your suffering
Can you justify theirs?
You degrade and destroy
Life as we know it
To profit at any cost
I won't consume, I won't take part
I cannot and I won't
I won't consume your filth
Filth is what you know
Filth is what you consume
Filth is all you know
I'm gonna take you out
Sadistic sadistic sadistic awaken the sadist
Sadistic sadistic sadistic bury the sadist
Sadistic sadistic sadistic sever the masochist
Sadistic sadistic let's begin this platonically
The sallowed, greedy insects
Are my frustrated sympathisers
Rotten apples inside my gastric juices
Won't you try the soup of sexual desire?
The dripping, oozing pink maggots that
Soak in the formaline of sadistic desire
Rotten strawberries inside of that*
A sour marinee prepared with blood
Filth High
Let's see a movie, holding hands like I promised you
Saying farewell in this evening before the apples and strawberries go rotten
The dream stretches forth, while we're kissing like I promised you
Saying farewell to you let's enjoy the Last Supper
Filth High
Sadistic sadistic sadistic drain the sadist dry
Sadistic sadistic sadistic sadistical, horror
The sadistic awakening comes forth
Come one, come all and see
Sadistic sadistic synchro prepared retro horror
The festival of carnal desires will begin
The festival of sexual desires will begin
The out of control sadistic festival
The rapid human flesh psycho horror
Orange juice with liver
Sweet curry mixed with kidney
Pescatore prepared with pancreas
Fucking want to shove your shit up your cunt, watch it liquefy as use it four lubrication,
punch you in the throat and cum in your mouth, watch you gasp for breath as I cut off
Air to your lungs... eat it, swallow it vomit it, fuck it... filth, I can't explain it, filth, I can't
Control it, filth motherfucker filth is what it fucking live for... I talk the talk, I walk the walk
pushing myself to the limit my sickening obsessions redefine deviance...My senses are
Corroded my psyche contaminated, to you this is asinine, for me this is fucking heaven...
Sexual purity is motherfucking boring and will be shattered...Grinding down society with
Constant fucking is now the standard...Rid the fucking world of all that's good and pure...
A new state of mind a new dementia fuck you... in the catacombs of my mind, is the
Origin of a morbid fucker.. who are you to judge me, you are fucking just like me...I'm
The most... perverse motherfucker you'll ever fucking meet, a fanatic with a sex drive for
Savage ecstasy.. vivid, vile perversion you're my servant for intrusion, fulfillment of my
Pickup
I can see you now, so lost and blinded by yourself
Been fucked around, fucked around always
Safe so protected in your little world
Sick of yourself now you're gasping for air
Outside, its draining away
Yeah
Pickup...
Suffocating - you're wasting my time with this
What does it matter?
Because when you hear this you'll never get near:
Stupid fat boy
Outside, its draining away
Well you lose
Pickup...
Don't tell me lies
Lies
Lies
Lies
Lies
Fake, you're a...
Outside, it's draining away,
Are we just over, hanging on for fear of whats to lose?
Outside, its draining... away
Gone through the motions,
Hanging on for fear, of whats to lose
"So let me show you right here"
How do I separate the truth from your fucking bullshit?
"Maybe I should get down on my knees?"
Blood on my arms proves that I am alive, you bastard.
Scarification is what proves my mortality, so fuk you.
Your definitions of my pain are something I don't understand.
My pain is art to inspire freedom.
It's purpose: release your dark side upon yourself
and upon your surroundings, shithead.
Yin Yang is a way to live beyond moral conditioning.
So, fuk your unwritten rules and make reality bleed.
Why is there hatred in your eyes?
Because I can feel love
Why is there envy in your eyes?
Because I cannot be caught?
Why can't you see the things that I see?
Because our eyes are sewn shut
What happened to your body and your mind?
A drunk on the street drowns in his own puke
Dying in the same gutter he was born
A child cries and wakes
As her mother is beaten down
And I wonder if the child will survive the night
The kitten lies still
Frozen to death the night before
Programmed to forget
We leave behind memories of the hell outside
Not will to stand up for ourselves or others
We constantly run and hide while others do our thinking for us
We let them run and destroy us
When will it stop?
When will it end?
Poseing for the cameras Poseing for the postcards/We ower ourselves to parodys
of what society wants us to be/they don't want to know that punk means free-
dom/they would rather see us fighting eachother as we do on the t.v. screen/
but don't forget that we don't want your money and we don't need your glory/
we become less than nothing ourselves/are you a punk? than be proud of your-
self/tell them to fuck off/I saw a thing last night, the punks got caught up
in the glory of the camera/they are making a mockerey of themselves/starting
fights in the pit pretending to be something they weren't/never pretend to be
something your not/don't be afraid to show who you are/don't let yourself be
used/don't forget that we are above them/they are less than nothing to us/
remember that society fucking hates us, we are the fucking pukes/don't let
You have to draw a line somewhere-You can't just let yourself go.
You can't just blindly. You have to learn to know. You can't just
laugh and play. You have to build your path. You can't be moody all
the day. Sometimes you will stop and laugh. You will see that you
have to change but, stay bold and strong. In life you will want a
lot of things. but, lots of things are wrong. You will soon find
out. There is so much here to do. Everything gets old. You know
nothing's really knew. You know one thing in life. You know that
you will some day die, You will never know when or how, but always
wonder why.(Stolen from Blatz:"So sleep, scribble one, sleep. Take
comfort in the night's embrace 'cause the morning sun's gonna open
your eyes, see that you live in a fucked up place. Yeah, sleep,
little one, sleep. Take comfort in the night's embrace 'cause the
morning sun's gonna open your eyes, see that you live in a fucked
up place.")You are shit-if you cannot see the death of our world
approaching faster than the lash of a whip. Can't you see the
despair upon people's faces barely hidden by false smiles and false
promises. Promises of freedom, promises of an end to all war and
greed. The fake people keep you looking towards the future as a
utopian dream. The future is not so serene. The future is a machine.
You are shit if you can't see it happening. Look at the faces of
people passing by, they are machines. The children playing in the
street below me are beautiful but it is a cold world that they will
One Word is all I need
That word is hate
A night of rage
Is what I need
Unlike some of my friends
I am not will to forgive
The sins of the rich
They kill our earth for money
Brainwash the people for their money
Perhaps the rich are brainwashed themselves.
Perhaps a smashed window will snap you back to reality.
No need to fear us we won't kill you or burn down your house.
We just need to assure ourselves
That we still can do something to change the way the world is
Spraypaint is a beautiful sight to me
Your shit is fucked
I don't like you
Or the things you do
I've always wanted to smash you
And your predecessor too
You give us a reason to exist
Never forget we are the pissed
We are the pissed
Not much to fight against now
Keep on pushing us down
Your "new world order" is just crap
Capitalist fuck in the corporation's lap
No one will bow down to your "order"
And when you push too far
The small will rise
Come together and put you back in your place
We attack from within
Then finish what we started in '78
We are the unintelligible force
Because you can't understand us
No matter how many times we spit on you.
Weâ? re cool weâ? re different
And we hate things
Yeah we hate things
We hate people
Take a stand and we will cut you down
Be yourself and weâ? ll call you a liar
Be somebody else and weâ? ll set you on fire
Keep yourself to yourself and we donâ? t care if you die yeah
Donâ? t tell me to look at myself
I know that I donâ? t exist
I am perfect I donâ? t exist
In your stupid human world
Before you tell me what you thinkâ? s in my mind
Thereâ? s something there that Iâ? ve been trying to find
About the day that I woke up to decide
The world is ugly and I want to be blind
Take a minute to think whatâ? s right
Youâ? ll be up until the end of the night
Best forget that peoplesâ? problems are there
Turn on the tv, sit there and stare
Just whatâ? s wrong with us is hard to explain
You know itâ? s easier to kill than create
Building happiness it seems thereâ? s no time
Freedom will come to real love
Heaven will come for real love Run away when it hurts from the things that we do
Don't know why we cry, run away from the truth
Children of new men, colors of human kind and shadow
Good is your loving, growing, sharing storms (stories?)Believe
You've got to believe Broaden the day
Freedom will come
And we will arise to real love
Day by day, heaven will come
And we will survive for real love Cherish the union
A light in a strangers eyes
Your guardian angel will make all the wrong things right
Believe
You've got to believe Broaden the day
Freedom will come
And we will arise to real love
Day by day, heaven will come
And we will survive for real love Broaden the day
Freedom will come
And touch the sky and heaven above
Day by day, heaven will come
Here's your lesson for today, you better listen up real fucking good/my cloud
always has a silver lining, and I love everything that I see/my world is
wonderful and no on could ever hurt me/you hate yourself, yes you do, and that
is why right now I hate you/you hate yourself, yes you do, and that's why
right now I can't stand you/Have you learned your lifes lesson yet? No, well
let me tell you something/I am your teacher you have alot to learn from me-
you must learn to love yourself/you are my teacher you teach me about my life/
Come crumbling down...
Embers in a cage made from bone
slowly growing cold
Folding gold on gold
I can and I will, despair at the filth
to be found even in love
Walk through the filth
You will find me there
Needle hangin' from my vein
Look in your eyes
I can see disgust
You can't realize
I love what I have become
Power surging through my body
Opens my eyes to what you are
I own you
I own your emotions
I can make you love
I can make you hate
Society's dog
Walking the concrete shit
Called the street
Wonder why I laugh?
I wonder why you don't
Smile on my face to make you happy
Rejected
My happiness turns to hate
You better watch out motherfucker
Negative thoughts are observed by my eyes
I can only take so much shit
Before my boot fucks your face
HATE
Drug that I use with mindless devotion
To your empty intelligence
You are within me
You better watch your fucking mouth,
Before I rip it off your face,
Right off your face,
I saw you walk away,
Right through the door,
No goodbyes were said,
No goodbyes were said to me,
Leave the same way you came in,
We won't be waiting here
Just start your engine,
We've seen this act a million times,
Don't think we don't know what you do
When you're on your own,
Soak in the sex and greed,
Enjoy this while you can
It's coming back
I saw you walk away,
Right through the door,
No goodbyes were said,
No goodbyes were said to me,
Leave the same way you came in,
We won't be waiting here
We've seen this all a thousand times,
It's time for you to stay away,
We'll be just fine without you,
Don't show your face again,
We've been just fine without you,
Don't show your face again
So, you want to destroy the government, and be free? Well, how can
you fight the police, when your hate is all that you can see? Change
the world, our leaders are all fascists! There is a problem that is
closer to you, your love is too passive. How can you change the
world when you cannot change yourself? Hatred breeds hatred.
So, how much longer will these chains old you bound? These handcuffs
you wear, you have the key to them! Release your mind from your body,
and fight back. The keys name is courage. The straightjacket you put
yourself in is as thin as fuking paper.
Release your arms from your body, and fight back!
You saw another act on his hate and his misunderstanding, and it makes
you so angry, and it makes you so mad. Well, what kind of example are
you going to set? Cuz violence breeds violence, and forgiveness breeds forget.
I've known what love is for the past 3 years. Hatred is hatred, it
can only cause fear. If a punk is ready to attack, do all you can,
try and hold him back. Glue your eyes to the ground, never even care
if a nazi hits the ground. Untie your blindfold, and then you will
will see, we are the punks, a little bit of love and the scene will
be free, and the world will be free. How much longer will hate hold
[Originally by Peter and the Test Tube Babies]
Banned from the pubs get out of that door.
Banned from the pubs or I'll call the law.
Banned from the pubs get out of this place,
banned from the pubs so we'll spit in your face.
Banned from the pubs 'cause they don't like punks.
Banned from the pubs, they treat us like drunks.
Banned from the pubs go on get out, go.
Banned from the pubs can we have a drink? I said No!
Banned from the pubs go on get out, go.
Banned from the pubs can we have a drink? I said No!
Banned from the pubs 'cause they don't like punks.
Banned from the pubs, they treat us like drunks.
Banned from the pubs go on yer way, banned from the pubs no punks they say.
Banned from the pubs you lot get out, banned from the pubs no punks they shout.
Banned from the pubs 'cause they don't like punks.
Banned from the pubs, they treat us like drunks.
Banned from the pubs get out of this place,
banned from the pubs so we'll spit in your face.
Banned from the pubs 'cause they don't like punks.