Helicopters dropped us in the bush
run for cover with an adrenaline rush
moters crash tearing up the ground
bodies lay lifeless on the ground
fighting a war we can't win
goverment commits the ultimate sin
boys running screaming in fear
wounded screaming dragged to the rear
here comes the enemy with big guns
we're the wounded the lucky ones
political sin send you off to die
can;t ask the goverment any questions why
I don't support no goverment
punk has gone through changes
the tribes all get along
from working class to politics
destruction for us all
KILL A NAZI
KILL A BONEHEAD
KILL EVERYONE
NAZIS OUT...OUT OF PUNK
all these fucking boneheads
they think they know it all
they're just fucking jocks
destroying all the shows
they're always on the streets
panhandling off punks
these crusties with big boots
but they're brains are too small
don't gove me alternative
don't give me any rules
we look it and we love it
to all of you i say fuck off
united together...you preach to us before
don't change or sellout, that's what you said to us
a blinded following, naive kids don't understand
our music, our style, is all taken away
our fashion, our style, you have all sold it away
and here we stand, our teacher has gone away
HERE TODAY...GONE TOMORROW
punk and skin, united until the end
but junkies and nazis a part of our scene again
they're fighting eachother, is the Oi! scene of today
from punk to skin, the fashion also changed your brain
our music, our style, is all taken away
and there we stand, our teachers have gone away
seen it before in '77
seen it again in '82
will you keep it alive?
it's all up to you
posers come and go
i've seen it all before
will you keep it alive?
Why do you have to leave me now and go home?
Summer, it starts when I see you.
My smile, it parts when I hear you talking to me.
My heart, it beats when it's me who I know you love,
and my mind, it just goes crazy
Knowing I'm going to be with you always.
I ask you if you will hold my hand,
And you ask me if I'll kiss you.
You want to know how much I love you,
I say, 'well, I guess I'll miss you.'
Well, I call you on the telephone
'Cause you call me all the time,
'Cause I need to know the same of you and you the same of me,
That you're still mine.
Tell me a story about me and you
And I know how it will end-
Happily ever after, just like it will begin.
And I'll show you a happy boy and girl
If you show me a picture of me and you.
When it's time to leave, I'll ask you what to do.
I ask you if you will hold my hand,
And you ask me if I'll kiss you.
You want to know how much I love you,
I say, 'Well I guess I'll miss you.'
Well, I call you back on the telephone
'Cause you call me all the time,
'Cause I need to know the same of you and you the same of me,
That you're still mine
creating laws creating bills
the working man is always paying the bills
American justice- it aint for us, it aint for us
they waste your money they waste your time
down in court the poor don't count
the laws they make are to protect the rich
the land of the free is not for me
american justice- for the rich
american justice- for the ties
american justice- full of ties
Getting putdown by everyone, we are on our own
You can hear all the scenes talking against us
Way of life, way of life
It's a fucking way of life
Boot boys mohicans with studs & spiky hair
While others have the same fucking patches and roll in the dirt
Life ain't fucking easy for the punx of today
Even at our own fucking shows, we take their shit
Nazis of the past wore boots and kicked you in the head
gang from the suburbs, in the underground
they're punching and kicking everyone around
don't give me none of your 2-faced shit
don't agitate me cause this is it
they'll do anything to see what they can find
as long as it leaves some poor bastard blind
you kick him in the guts and leave him laying in the streets
then stab him in the back and they turn on the heat
oohhh we're the underground army- tell me what you want to see
we're the underground army- just be what you want to be
we're the underground army- and do what you want to do
we're the underground army- and no one cares about you
they roam the streets, late at night
all they want to do is destroy and fight
they don't care what goes on
they'll do anything as long as it's wrong
when you go out, don't go alone
you'll end up under a tombstone
fighting out of desperation
Punk has gone through changes
From spiky hair to long
Now anyone can say
They're into fucking punk
Now all these fucking scumbags
They think they know it all
Their rules and ideas
Have made me fucking mad
Kill a hippie
kill a crusty
Kill everyone
Hippies out, out of punk
Don't give me any rules
Don't give me alternative
We look it,live it and love it
Up the punx!
Frustrated.... with the fucking problems of everyday
Frustrated.... they just never fucking seem to end
Frustrated.... another fucking love has gone away
Frustrated.... many friends have gone their own fucking way
Up the punx.... we'll survive the downfalls
Up the punx... we've gone through it before
Up the punx.... we have to stick together
if the punx, are united
they will never, be divided
fast and loud our sound is strong
young and old singing along
all around this fucking world
underground punk will be strong
together we survive- punx unite
divided we will die- punx unite
no divisions or tribal wars
no more fighting at thoe shows
drinking together singing songs
underground punk will be strong
forming bands, setting up shows
writing zines, getting involved
no more posers at the shows
the fucking system tells you how you should really be
the fucking system tells you how you should really act
stay punk stay free
and this is our only scene
they won't change me
making rules in anarchy
can't you understand we have different causes and beliefs
can't you understand we are here for the same thing
now the scene will tell you how you fucking really should be
now the scene will tell you how you really should act
spreading gossip creating conflict
a bunch of nuisance isn't for me
making rules making laws
no more fun in the scene
we don't want to fucking tell you
what you fucking really should do
we don't want to fucking tell you
how you fucking really should act
punk is think for yourself
not who is who or what is what
they destroy our movement
they destroy our scene
they destroy our movement
they destroy our scene
they destroy all we have
you dredge to work, put on your boots
your boss says you're a mess today
sometimes you feel like a rat in a cage
working so hard for minimum wage
no room for the youth
cause the youth don't care
no room for the youth
no room for the youth
you're disappointed with what's around
your feelings and views start to drown
fed up with us, fed up with you
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's getting to the point
That people can't pass you by
Without staring you in the eyes
Talking junk to your face
But they don't know you from any place
I don't get it someone tell me why
Why they don't recognize
What did we do to make them do that
I still don't have the fact, oh, yeah
Tell me how can I get through to you
If (oh, yeah-e) you don't want my love to flow on out to you
(Want my love to flow on you)
If I just dream of what could be (oh)
Maybe it's the start of something new
Can't be understand, we can only be who we are
Don't give a damn about fancy cars
These material things
Baby, you know they won't get you far (won't get you far)
And you're searching to achieve
That higher spiritual need
Hating those more fortunate than you
Ain't gonna get you where you wanna be
When it turns around on you
(Tell me what would you do)
Baby, tell me whatcha gonna do, ooh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Don't wanna be the one [the one] to say
(The one told you)
Ooh, what's it gonna be, yeah, oh, yeah?br
Tell me how can I get through to you
If you don't want my love to flow on out to you
(Want my love to flow on out to you)
If I just dream of what could (yeah? be
Maybe it's the start of something new
(Some, oh, something new)
Why can't I get it through to you
Why, why can't I get it through to you
Why can't I get through to you
Why, why can't I get through
Why can't I (why, why) get it through to you
Why, why can't I (why, why) get it through to you
Why can't I get through to you
Why, why can't I get through
(Why can't I get it through to ya)
Tell me how can I get through to you
If you don't want my love (you don't want my love)
To flow on out to you (to flow on out to, to you, oh)
If I just dream of what (dream) could be
Maybe it's the start of something new
Tell me how can (why, why) I get through to you
If (why, why) you don't want my love to flow on out to you (oh, oh)
If I just dream (why, why) of what could be (why, why)
Maybe it's the start of something new
Tell me how can (why, why) I get through to you (why, why)
If you don't want my love (why I can't get it)
To flow on out to you (now I can get it)
If I just dream (why, why) of what could be (why, why)
Maybe it's the start of something new
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I just can't go on, can't go on
What you get it through
What you get it through, no, oh, oh
Yeah?
Riots in our cities
Riots at your schools
Riots in this country
WE fucking riot just for you
Riot, riot, riot, riot
Riots in your cities
Fucking riots in your schools
Riots for the punx
Fucking riots everywhere
Riot on the streets
The crew is out tonight
Scarred for life, what a sight
A generation with no hope
This concrete jungle
Can be rough
Street punk Oi!
Street punk Oi! Oi!
They're on the streets
Breaking the rules
From broken homes,
We're nobody's fools
The legion's out tonight,
The kids are looking for a fight
Nobody seems to care,
Cornered in the alleyway, back street kids live for today
We're kinda weird to you, you can't stand anything we do
We have the right to choose,'cause were born to lose
We may be fucking sick, at least we know were free
My mind is not for rent, I won't listen to what you say
You better take a hard look, we are sick of your rules
By the ink on my skin, you can see that im the real thing
Up the fucking punx, our sound is fucking strong
PROUD TO BE PUNK! WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
PROUD TO BE PUNK! WOOOOAAAHH
PROUD TO BE PUNK! WE DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
PROUD TO BE PUNK! UP THE PUNKS!
You can put us down
You can call us names
Try to divide us
By trying to classify us
Call me many names
Tell me punk is dead
The more you try to bring us down
You want to join the Army, 'cause you need fucking work
But is it really worth it, when they take away your thoughts
You wanna fight for freedom, in the name of God you kill
But you fight for the rich, big corperations and their greed
Wake up - with no brains of your own
open your eyes, time to think, life is short
You dress poor and dirty, thinking you are one of your own
You put your army on the street
But I can't see the peace they keep
They beat you up and gun you down
The mayor wears the golden crown
Call it Justice, Call it law
It's just another lie
They prey on the poor, they prey on the weak
These vultures that patrol the streets
They'll take a bribe and they won't think
They'll shoot you down won't even blink
Don't go outside the cops are there
There's law and justice everywhere
Look out for justice dressed in blue
'Cause next time they'll be coming for you
Try to fight 'cause they're corrupt
You speak your mind, they'll lock you up
How long can this shit go on
Our ripped up clothes is pain
The holes in my shoes are no trend
The low paying jobs we get
Our noise has to be heard
Fight for your life
Don't ever give up the fight
Our time will come one day
"Life is easy", nobody ever said
But I'll make the best of it that I can
Fight for your life
Put your head up high
Never give up the fight
So let them all fucking know
We'll stand up for our rights
Fight for your life
The time is fucking right
To stand up and fight
Our sweat will not be in vain
Fucking preachers at your school
they all know what's right for you
Fucking preachers at your work
They know what's right or wrong
Fucking preachers at your church
In the name of God they control the poor
Fucking preachers in the scene
I know your political scemes
Preachers at your school
Fuck all the schools
Preachers at your work
Fuck all kind of work
Preachers at your Church
Fuck their religious wars
Preachers in the scene
Fuck them all
Fucking preachers at your school
Trying to brainwash all the youth
Fucking preachers at your work
Give us numbers to keep us under surveillance
Fucking preachers at your church
They are the devils hand, God hates them the most
Fucking preachers in the scene
Latinos y Immigrantes de hoy dia
Tienen que tener ellos un futuro
No hay que ir para atras, vivimos
En America
Hay que odiar
Chaos Punx, Chaos Punx
Hay que unirnos con otras clases
porque hay que sobrevivir
Todos tenemos un futureo, hay que
levantarnos para unir
Chaos Punx, Chaos Punx
Y ellos nos llaman Chaos Punx!
Y ellos nos llaman Chaos Punx!
Somos borrachos de hoy dis no
tenemos que comer
Pero siempre en la botella, somo
borrachos, somos los punx
Y ellos nos llaman Chaos Punx!
Funny feeling my guts intuition doesn't know
No bravery could convince you
To more or less say no
Your explanation hasn't gone over yet
But I'll give you one more chance
To open up and just let go
There's no easier way out of this place I'm claiming this lie to you
face to face to face to
That's no way for you to treat me my dear
Someone you chose to lie to all these years
There is no other title that I can find for us
Even though you can believe that this could
Work and bleed and breathe and be for us
Your interpretation of my expectations
Caught up in your picture frame
Have defined my eyes and made me turn up down and inside
There's no easier way out of this place
I'm claiming this lie to you face to face to face to
That's no way for you to treat me my dear
Someone you chose to lie to all these years
It's gonna take a lot to get you to completely
Forgive me for letting you down I'm not exactly what I really was back then
Played along for so long
Then you saw what I really was I was wrong for so long
What do I do with my other type of slum life
So on to you delight
For the rest of the night I'm yours
Whatever you want
From every pore I give you my life
Casualties - We're everywhere
Casualties - A way of life
Casualties - We'll never change
So we come into your own
gonna play another show
Gonna play for one or ten
Never really give a damn
Gonna play it for the punx
Gonna play it for the skins
Never going to give in
'Cause our boots are on the streets
Casualties - we're on the streets
Casualties - a way of life
Into a scene full of lies
Met you there, you seemed alright
Gave you love, gave you a heart
All you gave me... Broken Heart
Broken heart - I want it back
Broken heart - I got it back
Oh my love, oh my dear
Loved you dear , oh so dear
Gave you love, gave you a heart
All you gave me ... broken heart
Broken Heart - I want it back
Broken Heart - I got it back
Gave you love, gave you a heart
NYC P.D. You can see them on the strets
All over New York City kick the punx all around
Police Brutality - For you and me
Police Brutality - They're on the streets
Police Brutality - They're all around
Police Brutality - Against the punx
NYC P.D. You can see them on the streets
All around St. Mark's
They kick the punx, They knock us down
NYC P.D. Ic all the Them Fucking pigs
You can see them on St. Mark's
Come to the city, you try to find a job
Come to the city where there's no fucking jobs
City life - fucking boring
City life - No hope & glory
City life Oi!
City life is boring
City life's a waste of time
City life there is no hope
City life wont give you a break
City life, you better go home
City life got you into drugs
City life, there is no hope
City life wont give you a break
City life, You better go home
City life is boring
City life's a waste of time
Argh, Argh
This is the sound of an army in rage
The kids are taking over the streets again
The sound of broken bottles in the night, intense fright.
Look out the punx are back,the crew is out tonight.
Attack, Attack! The crew is out again.
It's a nightmare.
No more preaching for the kids of today
The youth are unemployed and full of hate
Drinking fucking beer until daylight breaks
You can see all the anger in their fucking faces
Angry fucking kids, urban youth of today
The system fucked them up, in their eyes you see hate
Sound of broken bottles in the night, intense fright
Look out the punx are back, the crew is out tonight.
Attack, Attack! The crew is out again.
It's a nightmare.
This is the sound of an army enraged
The kids are taking over the streets again
Another rebel youth is on the make
You're not street smart, you'll never understand
Chaos is the rule for the youth of today
Drinking 40 ounces in the dark alley ways
Sound of broken bottles in the night, intense fright
victims-of what youre fucking bill dictates
victims-of all the fucking greed and fucking hate
victims-cuz the fucking law always says so
victims-in this fucking world we know
we're all victims - we're all victims
we are society's - rejects
hatred-for this life my fucking life to live
hatred-to the fucking looks you like to give
hatred-into life of a pile of shit
hatred-I just can't wait to fucking quit
we're all victims - we're all victims
we are society's - rejects
resist-what they say is always fucking right
resist-that is so fucking hard to fight
resist-cuz they coontrol this fucking world
Working at a very young age,
trying to help my parents pay the rent
I grew up in the ghetto where we lived day by day
Blue collar worker, no increase in youe paycheck
Better not cal in sick ot your job will be at stake
We are trying to survive in this fucking world we live in
Working class youth, working hard to make it through
Working every day, low paying jobs we get
A beer just to forget
This is your life!
Some of us go to school, try to make it through
White collar fucking worker, like a robot goes to work
Two weeks vacation a year, you have it made in this world
You better keep up the payments of that car and house you bought
We are trying to survive in this fucking world we live
Working class youth working hard to make it through
My mothers sick in bed, doctor bill has to be paid
Another ticket for speeding and the judge won't hear my pleas
President's day, Valentines day, don't forget Christmas day
Another fucking holiday created by the buisness man
We're trying to survive in this fucking world we live
Committed from the beginning
There is no fucking turning back
Forgotten youth, just wastes away
Always forward, never look back.
Break all fucking barriers
This street noise is all we've got
Fury and fucking anger
No more rules for the punx
Fuck you- no rule's made for me
Fuck you- I do as I please
Make some noise
Piss 'em off
Fuck 'em up
that's punk rock
So straight edge is the way?
I'll go out and drink all day
Tell me to shut up and drink
I'll stay sober and eat my beans
If being vegan is the fucking way
I'll eat hot dogs in your face
So you hate the PC crew?
I'll write a peace song just for you
Fuck you- no rules for me
Fuck you- I do as I please
Make some noise
Piss 'em off
Fuck 'em up
that's punk rock
So you hate the spikey hair?
I'll grow my mohawk and make you stare
All these rules you have created
Won't force the kids just for your sake
So get it through your fucking head
It's up to you what to eat and wear
Militant closed-minded fools
You're the church and schools of the youth
Fuck you- no rules for me
Fuck you- I do as I please
Make some noise
Piss 'em off
Fuck 'em up
that's punk rock
Too many rules
Fuck their rules!
Make some noise
Piss 'em off
Fuck 'em up
that's punk rock
Fuck you- no rules for me
City officials lie on and on again
Down in my city, the rent has gone up again
Hide behind false words no more
What the fuck do you take us for
Council - you bastards control the waterfront
Don't let them tear you down
Tried to protest, it seems all in vain
This rent increase I can't afford to pay
The please I live is hip today
In comes the rich the poor has to go away
Down at city hall I state my case
The city council has all been paid
They stand for the people, so they say
You filthy liars, I hope you rot in hell
Council - you bastards control the waterfront
Don't let them tear you down
Rent control petitions and off to court we go
The judge takes our side, our voice has been heard
This city knows of the council's illegal ways
You put is all on welfare and try to keep us tame
The food stamps we get so we don't question the system
Spread diseases on us and blame it on the gays
The government is out with their fucking tricks again
Conspiracy Theory!
For all the world to know
Devide and Conquer!
What a fucked up world
You try to make headlines of foreign affairs
While back at home, no one seems to be fair
You think we're stupid, you control the news
It takes no fucking wizzard to understand your fucking tools
Just read behind the headlines, all governments are the same
They've got us fighting with each other with their lies and fuckng wars
Meanwhile back in your scene
In a small scale affair
Lables and bands propaganda to take money from the youth
Fanzine fucking writers who divide the fucking scene
Create divisions and hate to feed their fucking self esteem
You see it on the net over and over again
False phrophets writing lies to destroy what punx create
By the fucking idiots tht feel like kings for a day
Dividing, conquiring, it goes on everywhere
Dividing, conquiring in this world we live in
Conspiracy theory for the world to know
Divide and conquire!
making something out of nothing
with punk we have a start
you can see it in our faces
we're here to kick society's ass
rejected by the masses
and rejected from the upper class
we finally have a say
a voice for the lower class
this society...will sign your life
this society...for the business man
this society...don't fall in their trap
this society...for fame and cash
this society...for fame and cash
business man smiles draining away all the life we have
he's at meeting planning what other scenes we like to attack
your following is dying and so will be your cash
soon you will be forgotten
don't expect respect from us
no you say that punk is dead
drain the life of someone else
hardcore and ska for the masses
easy cash for the bosses
the best of us you couldn't take
our way of life is here to stay
you sign the scene life away
Controlling the underground
Creating bands & labels
Who's in control? / I question all the bands
Who's in control? / I question all the clubs
Who's in control? / I question all the labels
Who's in control? / I question everyone
A club is having trouble? Give them all no doubt?
Throw another benefit? Cause punk is DIY?
The new bands arrive they talk how punk
They are but no one seems to care
All they want to be is rockstars
It's hard to see the enemy when it is all around us
I hated at school
All the jocks and Barbie dolls
So I joined the punk scene To get away from it all
It seems that nowadays
There's no escape from it all
Staring deadly eyes
There's tension at punk shows
You prey on the weak
You prey on the small
Fighting at the shows
You ruin it all
Heathers in the scene
This movie we live in
Touch somebody in the pit
A fight breaks out
Don't like what you wear
They kick you in the face
The soap opera scene
Was never made for me
You prey on the weak
You prey on the small
Fighting at the shows
Out of School, I've got no work
So my parents kicked me out of home
My girlfriend yesterday
Left me alone, and me insane
Oh your god was I all wrong?
Ugly bastards, You ugly bastard
Was it all just my fault?
Ugly bastards, You ugly bastard
No one cares what you blame
Ugly bastards, We're ugly bastard
Is it me? What a shame
Ugly bastards, We're ugly bastards
So I say it once again
Because I'm lousy, I'm in lame
Always seem to be alone
No one by my side for long
Oh your god I'll prove you wrong
Ugly Bastards, You ugly bastard
No It was not my fault
Ugly bastards, We're ugly bastards
I'll judge you, My own way
Ugly bastards, We're ugly bastards
Can't you see you're the one to blame
Ugly Bastards, We are fucking ugly
I'm sayin' it, once again
All us uglies go insane
We've got nothing to lose
Because we're punk, this is true
Yeah!
So I say it one more time
Ugly Bastards, you ugly bastard
We are ugly Bastards now
Ugly Bastards, you ugly bastard
All we do is scream and shout
Ugly bastards, We're ugly bastards
Dash and jump all around
Running with a gang
In the dirty part of town
Running with a gang
You think you know it all
Running with a gang
What a fucking waste of time
Running with a gang
What a stupid way to die
Who's gonna be
When the cops come around
Who's gonna be there
When There's no one by your side
Who's gonna be there
When you find yourself all alone
Who is gonna be there
All you hypocrites out there always
Telling fucking lies
Always Talking behind my back
Every fucking chance you get
Two Faced - I know your name
Two Faced - I know your game
Two Faced - I know your kind
Two Faced - You're Full of Shit
You're a two faced cunt
So you're coming once again
Telling lies to all my friends
Always telling bullshit lies
Every fucking chance you get
So you do it one more time
Spreading rumors and spreading lies
Always telling bullshit lies
oh oh oh
Joe is out of school didnt fucking ask for much
couldnt get a job the marines his last hope
down at the frontline with a gun not a toy
killing many men not asking what for
oh oh oh
Joes family the comrads next to him
die one by one his luck is running out
Joe wrote back home his parents unemployed
the rich is fucking laughing profits from the war
oh oh oh
Joe is off to die another senseless war
no arms no legs his mother cries at home
Joey wears the flag so proud to fight for us
and for a government who doesnt give a fuck
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
Joe is off to die another senseless war
no arms no legs his mother cries at home
Joey wears the flag so proud to fight for us
and for a government who doesnt give a fuck
marching to the left marching to the right
marching on the frontline what a fucking sight
marching to the left marching to the right
marching on the frontline what a way to die
Joey Joey Joey-Tell me what you see now
Joey Joey Joey-Please come home now
marching to the left marching to the right
marching on the frontline what a fucking sight
marching to the left marching to the right
back to unemployment you are going through a fall
fall from society you don't care at all
blind to the truth you have to pay your way
beg on the streets for the life that you lead
want to slave your life away
we don't want your fucking work
want to work another day
we don't want your shitty pay
want to live day by day
we don't want your lazy ways
want to live your life in vein
we don't want you
into the music but can't go to the shows
can't buy no records or even clean your clothes
blind to the truth that punk is here to stay
out for the summer then you hide yourself away
out here we struggle to get by day to day
jobs pay you money but bills take it away
proud to be punk and now i have a say
we are people with minds of our own
rejected and unwanted
so don't be afraid to show your thoughts
rejected and unwanted
to be an individual is rough in this world
rejected and unwanted
the best men in this world weren't clones
rejected and unwanted
they kick us in the head, they kick us in the balls
we're the punks
they make loud jokes they make you feel small
we're the punks
they're ignorant and afraid of our cause
we're the punks
well i learned from past history
rejected and unwanted
those who try to change suffer a lot
rejected and unwanted
so i won't conform to rules or laws
rejected and unwanted
the best men in this world weren't clones
now my mind is very clear
rejected and unwanted
you bastards live off our fears
rejeted and unwanted
your wise ass comments make me snear
rejected and unwanted
Punx & Skins are out
every night
Punx & Skins not
looking for a fight
Punx & Skins just
want to have some fun
Punx & Skins will
always survive
Steel toe boots
Spiky Hair
We Dont Care
Politicians everywhere
Coming over to the shows
You can see them at the shows
Preaching crap like they know it all
Politicians....
No More Politicians
Politicians on the streets
Won't leave me alone, won't let me be
They always try to bring me down
'cause I'm punk in the Underground
Fucking preaching to you and me
With your preach of anarchy
You were the first to say punk is dead
but it's alive and doing well....Go
Politicians....
No More Politicians
Politicians go away
Don't need your kind, don't need it here
You used to wear the business suit
Now you're wearing combat boots
Politicians Everywhere
Stupid long and dready hair
You can see them during the shows
Preaching lies, I know you all
Politicians....
You wanna take control of me i won't let you do it
You say you know whats best for me i'm gonna make you prove it
Your always complaining at me
Get off my back
Why won't you just let me be
Get off my back
Tell me this and tell me that ii've heard it all before
You still bitch my back is turned i'm wlking out the door
Your always complaining at me
Get off my back
Why won't you just let me be
Get off my back
Your always bitching all the time
You want my time you know its mine
Your always jumping on my back
Just let me be myself
I talk and talk you won't listen your stubborn as a wall
You always bitch you make me nuts i'm gonna take a fall
Your always complaining at me
Get off my back
Why won't you just let me be
Get off my back
You wanna take control of me i won't let you do it
You say you know whats best for me i'm gonna make you prove it
Your always complaining at me
Get off my back
Why won't you just let me be
Get off my back
Your always bitching all the time
You want my time you know its mine
Your always jumping on my back
Just let me be myself
You wanna take control of me i'm gonna let you do it
Fuck you...
...all
How the fuck do you tell me
How to fuckin' do this song
You'll never lead my life
So you'll never understand
Why the fuck I do the things
That I do everyday
Don't come up to me
Don't you say that we are free
You can take your stupid
Love and peace power
I'm in love with beer
All you fuckin' bastards
Can just fuckin'go away
'Cause you make me sick to my brain
Fuck you, Fuck you
Fuck you....
...all
All you fuckin' bastards
Try to make me sick
Every fuckin' chance you can
You try to make me fall
Every fuckin' chance you can
You try to preach to me
But you'll never understand
I just wanna be free
We are leavin', leavin' in our time
So do it fuckin' now
Every fuckin' now
Every fuckin' chance you can
You just bring me down
I can't take no more
Of all your fuckin' lies
So All I hate to say to you now is
Fuck you, Fuck you
Fuck you....
..All
I don't like your kind
I never liked it before
So why why don't you just
Go away and fuckin' die now
I just had enough of it
I'm really sick of the brats
So listen all of you this time
Fuckin' just let me be
Gonna get drunk and
You're not gonna get to me
Gonna fuckin' break some botlle
And not gonna give a damn
I'm just gonna make my own Rules
Fuck you...
...Fuck you...[x2]...
Fuck you...
...All
Fuck you...
...All
I hate the whole fuckin'
Fuckin' stupid world
Every single time I realize
That I hate every fuckin' life
You never led my life
You'll never understand
Why I have to lead the life
That I fuckin' lead
Why you fuckin think you understand
Our fuckin' way of life
But you'll never understand mine
Fuck you...Fuck you...
He's always at the bar
He's always getting drunk
He's always getting wasted
He doesn't give a fuck
If you lost your job
If you lost your home
If your girlfriend left you
And the cops won't leave you alone
I'm sick and tired and depression
I'm sick and tired of love
Don't give me any talk
Cause all I want is alcohol
Don't give me politics
Don't give me any rule
Just open a fucking beer
And sing to this tune
I need to pee right now
I'm looking for a dark place
If you don't fucking like it
I'll piss in your face
We drink on the streets
We drink with our friends
We'll drink with anyone
Alcohol is the way
Whiskey beer and cider
I love them all
Look at us bastards
We're the punx
We're the fucking punx
We're few, but we are real
The way we fucking feel
This noise is for real
You know who we are
We're here til the end.
Spikey hair with soap
You don't like us at all
Up the fucking beers
The punx are fucking here
You know who we are
We're here til the end
Die hards
Die hards
Gime me street punk
Sound for hardcore punx
Oi! is our voice
Punk is the noise
You know who we are
We're here til the end
Hardcore punx for life
Unwanted by the media
Posers come and go
But we're still here
You know who we are
We're here til the end
Die hards
Die hards
We're the fucking punx
We're few, but we are real
The way we fucking feel
This noise is for real
You know who we are
We're here til the end.
Spikey hair with soap
You don't like us at all
Up the fucking beers
The punx are fucking here
You know who we are
We're here til the end
Die hards
Die hards
Hardcore punx for life
Unwanted by the media
Posers come and go
But we're still here
You know who we are
We're here til the end
Die hards
Die hards
Destruction and hate in the world today
I wanna see blood on your face
People tell you this and people teel you that
Can't you see That they're all full of crap
When you go to school
Or when you go to work
There's always soembody
To tell you what to do
When you are at home
Your parents Pick on you
Dont' you think it's time to leave
And make it on your own
Think for Yourself!
Destruction and Hate in the world today
I fucking love this hate
When you see the news there is always hate
Why should I care when no one gives a damn
When I go to school and when I go to work
Always see somebodygetting mugged
out on the streets all alone
I feel full of anger of my own
Destruction and Hate in this world today
I love this anger in my head
When I go to school
When I go to work
Always getting beaten
Because I'm a punk
Punk, Punk, Punk, Punk
Say it one more time you Scums
Fuck you cunt
You're now in detention
You couldn't pay attention
Be a good man
Kissing ass is the way
Brainwashed, brainwashed
Respect the tie and suit
Brainwashed, brainwashed
Respect the men in blue
Brainwashed, brainwashed
They are better than you
Brainwashed, brainwashed
They took your music books
You got a football to be cool
Respect the teacher he knows best
Be a robot like the rest
Brainwashed, brainwashed
Respect the tie and suit
Brainwashed, brainwashed
Respect the men in blue
Brainwashed, brainwashed
They are better than you
Brainwashed, brainwashed
Work to get your pay
Buying makes you a better man
Produce a generation of slaves
The system never really cared
Brainwashed, brainwashed
Respect the tie and suit
Brainwashed, brainwashed
Respect the men in blue
Brainwashed, brainwashed
They are better than you
Brainwashed, brainwashed
"BRAINWASHED"
-Brainwashed from the start
-Brainwashed in the youth
-They control your brain
-And keep you from the truth
Work to get your pay
Buying makes you a better man
Produce a generation of slaves
The system never really cared
Brainwashed, brainwashed
Respect the tie and suit
Brainwashed, brainwashed
Respect the men in blue
Brainwashed, brainwashed
They are better than you
Brainwashed, brainwashed
you always feel discouraged about the system we have
to go to school and train you for the upper class
the money that they give you is enough to keep you alive
so you can keep training for the master plan
stay out of order...step out of their plans
stay out of order...you only live once
stay out of order...come and have some fun
OUT OF ORDER
you finish school and get A to B if you can find one
break your back for others so they can have the cash
form a family and reproduce for their kids to have some fun
is that what life is all about
it's not in my plan
now you're old and grey they tell you to enjoy life
whatever left you have
you look back in anger what a waste of time
you were just a puppet there's no second chance
go out on weekends, i go out every night
they tell you what to read, i read behind the lines
the money that they give you is enough to keep you alive
