• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Mutiny! - Goldblade
• Fighting In The Dancehall - Goldblade
• Do The Neo-con - Goldblade
• Psycho - Goldblade
• All We Got Is Rebel Songs - Goldblade

Seaside born and seaside bred - hail, hail, mutiny!
Strong in the arm and strong in the head
I seek my love on the high seas
I found my love between your knees!
Mutiny, mutiny
Let's take the ship with a mutiny
Avast ye swabs and clean the decks
All god's children and scalawags
Ship to sea and ship to shore
I had a salty girl in every port
To live beyond the law you gotta be honest
To live beyond the law you gotta tell the truth
To live beyond the law you got to be honest
To live beyond the law you gotta tell the truth
This city's on steroids, it's pumped up and wild
You're never so lonely than when you're a face in the crowd
Finger on my pistol I'm going to explode!

Victorian Turrets of wealth and empire greed
Paid by the sweat of trade and colonial grief
A mediaeval curse stains this land
The middle ages never seem to end
Caravaggio cursed lesser men
Drew his sword and murdered some of them
Revenge is a dish best served cold
An artist lives life with his own rules

The sniffling swine stare at the truffles
The powerful service the trough
Animal farm we are the pigs
Get the noses to the scoff
The big cock crows
And the beasts fall into line
The neo con farmyard
Have a greedy good time
DO THE NEO CON!!!!!
DJ Adolph Hitler, media controller
Tells you what to play
It sucks, it sucks, it really sucks
Every bleedin’ day!
What you gonna listen to
When you dance to the freak!
What you gonna do
When the pampered clown speaks?

We live in medieval times
Fast cars they cannot dent this
The streets are full of sex and violence
The situation seems so vacant
Sometimes I feel so reckless
Sometimes I feel pretty wild!
We live in complicated times
My life is full of contradiction
Queen Victoria sneers benignly
The royals are so rich and German!
Sometimes I feel so reckless
Sometimes I feel pretty wild!
A disunited kingdom seethes in disgust
Who you vote for you can never trust
A great melting pot of lust and desire
Stiff upper lip and funky street fire
Grey starch days and endless neon night
Bowler hat brigade and small town fight
Suffragette - Tradition of dissent

Danger! danger! You’d better call the cops
Incendiary chords are never gonna stop
We need righteous music to punctuate the din
We need something loud to make us sing!
The more you know, the less you need
The more you own, the less you see
The more you want, the less you have
All we got is rebel songs…
In a world of plastic trash
Of cheap, cheap stuff and petty flash
I was living too fast in an endless chemical rush
The more you know, the less you need
The more you own, the less you see
The more you want, the less you have