Sir Norman Joseph Wisdom,OBE (4 February 1915 – 4 October 2010) was an English actor, comedian and singer-songwriter best known for a series of comedy films produced between 1953 and 1966 featuring his hapless onscreen character Norman Pitkin. These films initially made more money than the James Bond film series. Wisdom gained a celebrity status in lands as far apart as South America, Iran and many Eastern Bloc countries, particularly in Albania, where his films were the only ones by Western actors permitted by Enver Hoxha to be shown.Charlie Chaplin once referred to Wisdom as his "favourite clown".
Wisdom later forged a career on Broadway in New York and as a television actor, winning critical acclaim for his dramatic role of a dying cancer patient in the television play Going Gently in 1981. It was broadcast on 5 June that year. He toured Australia and South Africa. After the 1986 Chernobyl disaster, a hospice was named in his honour. In 1995 he was given the Freedom of the City of London and of Tirana. The same year he received an OBE. Wisdom was knighted in 2000 and spent much of his later life on the Isle of Man. Some of his later appearances included roles in Last of the Summer Wine and Coronation Street, and he retired from acting at the age of 90 after his health deteriorated.
The vultures are in the sky tonight,
For the angry youth are on the streets to fight,
In packs they prowl like a lions pride,
As violence sweeps the nation like an endless tide.
Chaos on the streets as the sirens wail,
This system of corruption has finally failed,
Shops are being looted, see the buildings burn
'Cos judgement day is here, now where you gonna turn?
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And you don't know what to say,
And you don't know what to do,
We told you this would happen,
But you didn't have a clue,
You just sat there on your arse,
You didn't see it all went wrong,
And now this country's burning,
It#s an unexploded bomb!
People look around but no help arrives,
On the streets of destruction the strong survives,
No false prophet is gonna save your wife,
you'll feel the cold steel take your life.
When the war is over and the battle's won,
When the banks and government are all gone,
And the wealth is shared amongst the common men,
If you step out of line, they'll send you down,
Their so called 'Justice' just makes us frown,
One law for them in this land today,
If you speak your mind they'll put you away,
Freedom of speech, don't make us laugh,
It's just another lie in a world that's dark,
Like the right to march or freedom of choice,
Shout too loud and they'll crush your voice.
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Unleashed Again
This country wasn't built by the holders of gold,
The crooked politicians with their feeble control,
This country was built by the working class,
By the sweat and tears of our ancestors past,
Our forefathers were filled with pride,
To forget your roots is suicide,
When the tyrants tried to take control,
The common people stood strong and bold.
Respect and pride is what our nation needs,
Not foreign aid or the scroungers that bleed,
A state of oppression is all we see,
A nation of sorrow screaming 'A.C.A.B',
The streets will burn on judgement day,
The tyrants and the traitors will be made to pay,
Watch out 'cos the bulldog is unleashed again,
The sky was blue and the day was calm,
Just a little girl not doin' any harm,
Three years old, daddys' pride and joy,
A perfect picture that some bastard had to destroy.
A little girl snatched in broad daylight,
She was too young to put up a fight,
An emotional plea for her safe return,
As the nation weeps 'Oh when will we learn?
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Paedophile, Paedophile,
Paedophile, you're so fucking vile.
Some days later it was on the news,
Her little body found it was battered and bruised,
What kind of an animal could have done this?
Some kind of pervert that should not exist.
At the parents mourn the loss of their daughter,
Some plastic politician condemns the slaughter,
But they put more queers on the T.V everyday,
We remember those days, early years of our teens,
First cropped our hair, donned the boots and short jeans,
Filled with such pride, as we walked thru the streets,
We knew in our hearts, there'd be no retreat.
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Stand up, fight back, Don't turn and run,
Shoot for the heart like a bullet from a gun,
Stand defiant, we're number one,
No surrender 'til the job has been done.
A love for our land, a nationalist pride,
We were ready for battle, we weren't born to hide,
Afraid of nobody, we'd take on the world,
Stood with such pride, with our banners unfurled.
Through mayhem and battle, through trouble and strife,
We battle for skinheads, for our way of life,
We follow no leaders, we heed no-ones rules,
We stand against traitors, the blind and the fools.
The road's not been easy, there's no turning back,
As skinheads we stand, against endless attacks,
We've sworn an oath, so hear our war cry,
Surveillance cameras, I.D cards,
computer files at Scotland Yard.
Neighbourhood watch, one way glass,
Is your neighbour a supergrass?
Information changing hands,
Anonymous phone lines across the land,
Report your findings to the state,
Voice your concern of it's too late.
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It's getting worse
Speeding traps, parking fines,
But there's no dealers doing time.
Tax evasion, bent M.O.T's,
While paedophiles do as they please,
Around the city is a ring of steel,
Bent judges and backhand deals,
Rape 'n' murder everyday news,
Watch your T.V for the latest clues.
World in Action, News at Ten,
Mad man on the loose again,
One more step to martial law,
Or Malcolm X's civil war.
Myra Hindley wants to be free,
Another victim of Ecstacy,
A vicious circle, and endless fall,
Do you remember this England a land of such pride?
The flags waving proudly, not fools for a ride,
But now look around and what do you see?
A land full of losers, corruption and greed.
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England, my motherland,
The land to which I'm proud and true,
England, my motherland,
What have the traitors done to you?
England, my motherland,
I'm always right here at your side,
England, my motherland,
I'll fight and die to save your pride!
Legions of St. George, They march on with pride,
The red and the white is always gonna fly,
The red split blood, The white of our kin,
It's with us in battle, when we finally win.
For England's glory and for England's sake,
We are the ones to stir our people to wake,
Join us in battle, United we'll stand
Have you heard the stories being spread along my
street?
Well I'm getting tired of being judged by people that I
meet,
At night I never get to sleep for the voices in my
mind,
The words that they are saying are more than just
unkind
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'Cos it's all Vicious Rumours None of it is true,
It's all Vicious Rumours Well, no-one believes you.
Go and read the headlines of the local daily news,
But don't be taken in by other peoples views,
The police have told the public that there's money in
my head,
The footsteps in my hallway at night, keep me awake in
bed.
'Cos it's al Vicious Rumours All your words are lies
It's all Vicious Rumours I can see it in your eyes!
Have you heard the rumours along your street???
Have you seen my picture being flashed upon your
screen?
A three-piece-suit reporter's there, recording where
I've been,
They're accurate in the details, that they thought up
in their heads
The night they say I shot her, I was knobbing away in
bed.
'Cos having Vicious Rumours spread about you ain't no
fun,
But they can't prove I done it, If they never find my
There's something 'bout your blue eyes,
That moves me deep inside,
There's something 'bout your blond hair,
That fills me full of pride.
There's a fire burning in your eyes,
That comes from days long gone,
Mother nature guides you on the path,
That keeps you pure and strong.
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So don't ever forget that it's you we're fighting for,
For the future of our children for our race that is so
pure,
For the glory of Europe, we are proud to fight,
Sister stand beside us for our destiny is in sight.
In your eyes I see innocence,
Purity and faith.
2000 years of history,
Comes shining from your face,
Don't ever hide your feelings,
Always speak straight from your heart,
For you are Odin's daughter
And he will guide you on your path.
In you, I see wisdom,
Kindness and strength,
You would gladly give your live,
In your childrens defence,
You hold the flame, it burns inside,
And it can never die,
It's beauty and it's heritage,
We march at the front with our heads held high,
For our loyalty will never, ever die,
This is our brotherhood, this is our war,
We'll tear your red flag down to the floor,
We'll never sell out to the other side,
We've got too much Honour and far too much pride,
From all across the world, united as one,
Against the reds and the low-life scum.
In Dallas and Tulsa they did their best,
To put our brave warriors, put them to the test,
They took their freedom, tried to make them kneel,
But nothing could break their bonds of steel,
They shed the tears of suffering and pain,
But up from the ashes they rise again,
Confederate, Northern, Eastern too,
The Hammerskin Brotherhood - Loyal and True!
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Never Surrender - Never give in!
Hammerskins Forever - Forever Hammerskins!
Onward we march to the victory day,
The Southern Cross are gonna have their say,
On Poland, Ulster and Germany,
Bohemia, Britain, Italy,
Can you hear the Nordic Thunder roar?
As we smash the red scum to the floor,
In Canada and Switzerland too,
Life is boring, what the fuck?
Let's get drunk and run amok,
Crawl from one pub to the next,
Chucking beers down our necks,
Having a laugh and getting loud,
Slamming chasers with the crowd,
A few more pints - Out of control,
At the mercy of Alcohol!
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I tell myself - Never again - Drunk & Disorderly,
Won't drink myself to oblivion - Drunk & Disorderly,
Don't wanna do it, but it's no use - Drunk & Disorderly
I've got the taste for self-abuse!
Stagger around in a drunken haze,
Blinded by the neon rays,
Stumble to another bar,
Got the feeling we won't get far,
The bouncers don't like the look of us,
So stick the Martens to the crutch,
Smash of glass and cries of pain,
All hell breaks loose again!
Waking up battered and bruised,
In a cell dazed and confused,
Another casualty of beer,
How the hell did I get here?
Can't believe the thumping pain,
Tell myself ,Never Again!,
But life is boring - what the fuck?
I'm sick to death of your endless abuse,
You constantly stick my head in the noose,
I've had enough, I refuse to play
It's time that we went our separate ways.
Chorus
Bitter an twisted, The way that I feel,
You'd feel the same If you got this raw deal!
I'm not convinced your intentions are true,
When the one you praise, is always you,
You've got no respect, you lie through your teeth,
You use and abuse, but we're not taking it!
It's people like you that give us a bad name,
You don't give a shit, to you it's a game,
You are no better than our enemies,