Conflict may refer to:
No more law & order, that word says it all. It's Just one human being
denying another of self rule. The police ain't authority for all they do Is
serve the state, they do their dirty work to make the people learn, they
Interrigate, discriminate, smash demos and assault, they sort out all queers
and keep the wogs locked ina vault and they're here for protection but
protection for who? They all wear that same badge that says FUCK YOU ALL
Oh yeah, they're here to maintain rights, they're here to keep the peace.
They've also got a right to lock up and not release any form of rebel.They'll
even work against their own, because they bribe them very well and they may
also get a home. Protect their privelage no matter what the cost, now you're
piggy in the middle and they couldn't give a toss. They shit back and laugh
yes they laugh at you too, because they also wear a badge that says we use
you!, It's Just the same old story of a state gone wrong, where possessions
matter and people don't be surprised that we've turned against you because if
Do I stand alone again in my endless search for freedom?
Challenging their might, defeated? Falling helplessly away
Crawling from the wreckage, their destiny is my future?
I feel the coldness as I step out into their darkness
So I stand alone the same in my hopeless chase for freedom
Clawing, I call, I call out, but again, I'm never answered
You stand there in your lonely world, in your careless search for freedom
While we struggle on, you turn hopelessly away
Destroyed and recreated, our destiny is the future
What does Direct Action Mean?
It means that you are no longer prepared to sit back and allow terrible,
cruel things to happen. The camerman in Ethiopia took direct action,
he filmed the worst disaster that has ever happened to human beings. He
realised it was too enormous a problem to handle himself - so he took the
films home in the hope other people would help. They did. Are you prepared
to sit back any longer? Direct action in animal rights means causing
economic damage to those who abuse and make profits from exploitation.
START!
It's possible to do things alone, slash tyres, glue up locks, butchers,
burger bars, the furriers, smash windows, bankrupt the lot. Throw paint over
shops and houses. Paint stripper works great on cars. Chewing gum sticks
well to fur coats. A seized engine just won't start, sand in the petrol tank
means that delivery's going nowhere. When the new death shop opens up make
sure you're the first person to be there. If the circus comes to town
remember what goes up must come down. Stop contributing to the abuse
yourself - don't eat meat, don't buy leather. Buy non-animal tested make up,
herbal soap and shampoo's better.
Try and form a group of people that you know that you can trust and plan
ambitious direct action, sometimes risky but a must. Only when you have
animal liberation will we obtain human freedom, when the last
vivisectionist's blade is snapped. It will be that one step nearer to peace.
Direct action in the animal movement is sussed and strong, and our final
goal is not far off.
Animal lovers, vandals, hooligans, cranks; recognise the labels? They say we
don't care about human beings. We say all sentient beings, animal or human
have the right to live, free from pain, torture and suffering. They say
because we are human and speak the same, we matter more. Is our pain and
suffering any greater or lesser than that of animals? Human v. animal rights
is as much a prejudice as black v. white or the nazis versus the jews an
affront to our freedom.
Vivisection is a violation of human beings, the same as it is for animals.
We have a chemical world built on a pile of drugs to thanks for their
experiments. Drugs are designed for profit, manufactured to suppress
symptoms. Human freedom, animal rights. It's one struggle, one fight.
When animal abuse is stopped then human abuse will soon stop also, an
attitude of mind. "An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind".
Start by protecting the weak, the defenceless, animals, the sick, the
disabled. Compassion and emotion are our most important safety values.
If we lose them, then 'we lose' the vitality of life itself.
Laws are made to be obeyed and that's the way the system stays
The country stands with troops at hand who provide protection for the state
At school you're taught to play the fool, the path is set, followed by all
Employment gained the nation's safe, it's all for one and none for all
It's time we dismissed all their lies that keep us in position
Their demanding obligations
Their deliberate segregation
Their world of degradation
The mass negotiations in their pointless pleas for sanctions
Class conditioning starts from very young
If you are rich or you are fortunate you get trained and treated better
And if you're not it's just tough shit
The elite are brainwashed into believing that they are respected and highly valued
Rewarded with a higher salary bribed with that extra special interest
Destined to end up playing an important state role, or even protect and serve authority itself
Laws are made to be obeyed and that's the way the system stays
The country stands with troops at hand who provide protection for the state
Schools are used to preach the rule; the path is wrecked, destroyed for all
So Listen crowd of people and listen wisely, it's I, daddy Kerry, telling everybody
So what we gonna do about this mad lady?
Everybody knows she's gonna mash up the country
We must be patient in our struggle for freedom
The state shall make it's own mistake, don't feed them ammunition
Time is not running out, time be with us on our side
Maintain the resistance; see the end of apartheid
We're living in a Government style. No time for no fuss and fight, everybody must unite.
We must abolish apartheid
Brothers and sisters fear no more! Rise up and face this evil oppression
Sigh and cry no more, for one day, that fine day
The huge cloud that overshadows all. Shall lift, rise high, all say - forward
Don't shake the hands of the firing squad. There are no tokens here
Remember those burning eyes, them hungry bellies. No cure can exist in promises
Medicine cures all, but when cancer spreads, there can be no cure
Meanwhile brothers crawl on the deathpile to die.
The result of western world economics
Meanwhile the bullet rips the flesh of the young mother.
The flies feast on the eyes of the young child
Meanwhile - hey cool guy McDonalds man, eating the flesh of the fellow man
Wise up, sucking up to the good life. The Coca-Cola formula continues to run red
Rising high on the graph of oppression
Public outcry exists worldwide. Headstones still commemorate the many who have died
Coffins laid to earth. Resistance dead. Rowntree Mackintosh machine guns rise instead
Crucify jah children; suffer once again they shall
In honour, they retaliate. Stones against tanks, inevitably the innocent die
The bodies laying deep are your responsibility
How can sister from outside nation march in disgust at apartheid, whilst using dictator bankbook?
Finance fuels all and in retrospect, it offers nothing more than misery
Political leaders stand off, offering the false hand of opinion poll support
Political factions offer nothing more than violence
Ignorance breeds arrogance, arrogance creates violence. And that is their solution
The abysmal result of dictatorship. Their excuses for slavery
The chain around our necks. The guns in the street
Don't consider violence as an alternative until
you've picked up bits of your relatives in the street
Until you've felt the whip crack tear the skin. The gas burns the eyes
The baton on the skull. The torture in prison
Use sanctions and the grey cloud will disperse
The constitution known as apartheid and it's ilk will be destroyed
And our world shall exist
Brothers and sisters
Such things cannot be bought and sold
Such things cannot be arranged by Governments
Such things cannot evolve overnight. These things take time
Waiting for the medical. Waiting for the test
Waiting for exam results, "do your very best"
Waiting for the signatures to sign your life away
Waiting for the games, they want you to play
War is not a game, not a game of fun
Shooting real people with real guns
Learning how to defend your precious country
Learning how to die, not them, just you and me
Nuclear war isn't much fun
When the bomb drops
Where you gonna run?
Where you gonna hide?
What you gonna do?
It's not a horror movie
It's happening to you
Waiting for the day
When the peace will come
That day is long away
So, what's that outcome?
No point in fighting
Who will be accused?
But maybe someday
We never asked for war
Nor in the deepest darkest corners of our minds
Can we contemplate its eternal horror?
Carnage incomparable, human squander
It's neither sweet nor fitting
Fighting; a senseless call to arms
Through lifeless eyes I can still see
The bombers flying over
Bombing the path to peace
Who condones this blood lust?
The skin of my face sticks to the cold concrete
My blood siphoning from my body by fellow man
I can still feel the shrapnel searing limbs
I can still breath but the gas burns my lungs
I can still speak, asking, but there is no answer
I can still smell life's sweet aroma
But now I can taste death
I can hear God calling
But ceremony is short
Greater men? Greater wars? Were they scarred
Scared, lonely as I for lost cause?
When fear is spent, I feel the numbness that makes me
long for cold caress
It's over, cruel finality that disallows family
Love, useless lamenting lost chances
Welcome my lord, farewell my love
They say from acorns great oak trees do grow
And from evil man the genocide does flow
From the expenditure the shock waves spread
And the innocents in masses are easily led
It don't really matter if it's communist red
Or whether it's fascism that causes the fatal blow to the head
America still don't realise it's mistake in 'Nam
But they were not on the wrong end of the napalm
They still carry on their search for power and glory
Just another chapter in man's story
Across the world, they rear their ugly heads
Across the world in bloodshed red
The story begins to wear thin
They say it's in the name of law
Will Vietnam be the forerunner to El Salvador?
Another nine years of killings, injuries and rapes
This year's winner is the Watergate tapes
And this year's Kissingers a man called Haig
They practice so-called justice, law and order their first trick
They practice so-called justice and soon they'll want our necks
They think we are their scapegoats, they look down on me and you
Well just let them believe that, until it's time to see who's who
Sometimes I wonder how much longer it will take
Until people start to realise that the law is but a fake
But across the world rebellion's restrained
And turned against itself by the media's brain
First it's the facts, then they're attacked
Chained to their lies to maintain pride
Always one side, always their side
Never our side, fuck the lot
Always titles, always disciples. They're packaging bullets for the rifles
People are dying, people are crying, while other people are mystified
People are dead, the colour was red. Lives are through, the colour was blue
People are fighting while people are writing.
But I realise someone is hiding the truth
There's pressure in the east, pressure in the west.
The pressure's building up but the rulers know best
How to hold back the masses who beg and demand.
For the slightest chance in a change of command
A command that forces a lifestyle of sin.
Then picks up the pieces and locks them in
That has the power and time to access
And control enemy number one - the press
'People die in horror cell' on the front page of the Sun
Then the page is turned and the real fun has begun
The horror is diluted as the page three girl arrives
Shapely tits, big bulging arse, a sparkle in her eye
More and more and more and more the horror becomes distant
It's swept aside with packaged lies, presented like a present
And the time it's taken in is as your team is winning
A person's died, another's lied, but there's no sign of the killing
There's no power without control!
Broadcast from the rock city radio!
The new Yankee groups
In their punk rock suits
M.T.V.'s addition to Sky's porn pay per view.
What you fucking screwing at?
I'm remote controlling you.
Come closer, comfy? Look and see
Escapism smiling through
Oi you for fucks sake, 'wake up' Righteous and the greedy
It's big brother's biggest brother Common panacea
Spy satellites bugging device Building egos / budding stars
Everything discovered From small acorns - world domination
CCTV recording me
Observing then controlling the
Nation on location
World domination
Access denied - another vehicle for 'the truth'
Deploying all means necessary (to) contain unruly view
Those who dare to deviate
Defy - consuming opiate
Comatosed - waiting for life to begin
The arrival of pop idol
The survivor of survival
Blind dating mutual mating
Rating rivals masturbating
The confused compete comparing
The sanitized temptation
The pretension of deception
The terminal segregation
Sleepy eyed complacency and smug consumerism
The fucking - fuckwit populace laps up more media jism
Anorexic soap stars bearing feeding frenzy scars
Real life TV - talk show toss gagging for exposure
Disposable hyped-up hopefuls - icons, prime time wank
Teen dream manipulation-corporate money in the bank
Kerrang cover boy crown - controlling confrontation
Full frontal anonymity - the faceless generation
Manipulation is the key to dictate democracy
Pantomiming puppets, faithfully to stupidity
Docudrama cunts - I'm sick of lifestyle wannabe's
Cocksucka's in the high street in their top shop an-r-kee
Full circle rock gods - just a bunch of hand jobs
It's official - you can mould me - cause I like the big bucks
Rebellion sucks - rebellion sucks
I can be your pawn star - it's offensive - rebellion sucks
Control
Without control
Without control, there's no power
There's no power without control
Controlling
Rejection direction
Aggression affection
Conception opinion
Position religion
Imposing persuading
Compelling constraining
Infection inspection rock and roll control
Direction election teaching control
Your vision suspicion last year's control
Objection division this year's control
Malignance insistence to want, to have, to make, to take
Resistance existence to try, to cry, to say, tune in, today
And after the raging, comes a tranquil day
So close to my eyes, there's nothing anyone can say
Is there any reason just why I keep on believing?
In the thought in here, in the pain in feeling
Am I supposed to be feeling like this?
Should I be feeling this loneliness?
As days go by I'm despairing, the whole bloody thing keeps on turning
But there's something good to come for I haven't heard the close
Or the footsteps die away
[Green Eyes]
I want it all no question
Queens terrorism, at his best when I wear my vest and
Desert Eagle, inferred for protection
Interceptin, your collection, when I'm makin section
Nigga listen, I brake ya ass into submission
Professionalist, specializin in this
Hennecy wit a twist, another nigga miss
Gone in the abyss, fuckin wit the fish
Scratch him off the list
Automatic trey pound seven in my fist, get ya wig split
Green Eyes rise, Flushing, Queens, 'Lanz Enterprise
Wise got shine, forever brightly
Gats forever held tightly, this fight be (don't take us lightly)
[Quazie]
Now stoned be the way Quaz' walk, reppin New York
For outlinin criminal bodies wit white chalk
Wildin these streets, I'm playin for keeps, avoidin the beast
To keep play the cemetery body, capisce
The hashish, made me unleash, six through his dome piece
And that's just to say the least
But quote for quote, more dough choke throats like inhale smoke
Forever ready like nine volt, batteries
Lost casualties, ricochet through ya anatomy
Another tragedy, wit my family cause catastrophe
From Queens them Kings call me ya majesty
Drama has to be, my hostile days, from outta, puff lies
These high roller somethin, before my shots'll start pumpin
[Phenom Pacino]
6-3 Thug, blow a nigga like drought
Some say my lifestyle, need to be change
Scramble and foul, 210 pound
Take nickel plate, who hold the weight now
Leave you hear, bouncin the whip, I'm sippin crystal
All thunked out, bent in the streets wit my pistol
My rhyme noters, rippin ya meat, for beef I hold it down
Fuckin wit the wrong cat, to many gats black
Phenom never suffer set back, I blast off just like a jet pack
To crack the barrel, Pacino through over dowel
Just get a title, find ya life blazin in the saddle
Knowin half the battle was just a Queens soldier story
And fuckin wit niggas unless you asset to all for me
Spotted the code, with five seconds to explode
Escape wit the scroll, my family gun ho
Five hundred mellows, crackin serafino
Ropin casinos, but seenin a man, wit gun totin, chico
That organize extortion like The Godfather sequel
To open eyes to all evils that peoples
Mainly maintain to do, shittin where I'm through
Fuck's not given when I'm rippin through
Who is you? I can see fast and blast past ya faggot attitude
[Psycho Kiz]
Off top, the Remi had me bent dizzy and shit
Drunk like a Mexican, clap wit ya Fam wit Smith and Wesson's
Rip, heavy wit shine, diamond flexin
Spot lock for possession, welcome to the real world
Taught 'em why I hate this (We don't a fuck who it is)
Stop the bullshit, I guarantee you get hit, by Psycho Kiz
1996 to the year I quit, nothin happenin
Fuck the yappin, and start clappin
All these savages movin backwards, splittin they wigs
Smashin 'em, shootin 'em, red rum for everyone
Fuck a key, Queens niggas move in tons
The real number ones, for the chest, ice fish still on the run
[Royal Flush]
My desert needs a high rise, fuckin wit these wise guys
Can you recognize, Desert Storm, 'Lanz Enterprise
Smile like Einstein, jury drip, guns combine
You don't want mine, gotta fight this all in one time
Plus ya override, bustin straight, you bustin the sky
I know you scared while I'm lookin at the devil inside
Rollin dice like my weapon, hold the four and a five
And a cold and hard where I was born from the start
Here to play a part, smokin weed and sellin the dark
And watchin out for NARCS, Flush and entourage in charge
Eight years of hard labour now seems suddenly to fade
Away we stand defeated, at home the police invade
Prosecutions hit an all time high, A.L.F. friends locked inside
Our own they turn against us. Well you've got what you want, now shut you mouth
Fuck you, fucking fuck off, can't you see what you're destroying?
They sit back fucking creasing up as we squabble assisting all of them
You are what you think and that's nothing, can't you see what we say is you?
Scurrying around like angry ants, banging our heads on the same wall
Stop; don't think that we are very close to getting there - where?
They give us tiny victories to keep us all content
To trick us into false achievement, the realisation difference
Look, everything we gain is what they let us have
Abort the system all you like, but the board game's titled 'power'
And who's got the board game in hand
The story continues, big business thrives
The world is endangered every day of our lives
They build their arsenals of armies, tanks and guns
Do you still consider life as simply being all fun?
Next time you see protest, ask yourself why?
People shout and scream, they want peace more than a dream
We simply want to live in the way we choose
One day there will be no rulers of the roost
So you stand back with your ideals, your rightful personal opinions
Taking what you want from me but don't say I haven't given
I won't be stuck on the Christmas tree; I won't dictate what you should be
Now I just dream of being free
And tears fill my eyes when I think of what it could have been
Keep at the battle although support may die
Watch every move they make, but always ask why
I'm now glad I stand your outcast; I know we saw it through the past
And any move we made wasn't judged by good results
But by the stereotypes who made us their new cult
We stepped across the lines the music biz neatly drew
We heard the screams of "sell out shit"
But didn't have a clue
Some sell their arse to the BBC; I'm so proud they don't want me
While they have their fantasies, their technicolour dreams
Remember that reality always breaks through, proving life's just what it seems
There's still the Government's police force, complete with boots and gloves
That puts a whole new meaning on the precious word love
The boot still goes in in Ireland, treading on the hands
Still misery and poverty, throughout the pleasant land
Still the threat hangs above our heads known by many names
That's now nice and neatly packaged into harmless TV games
So we'll continue fighting
Yes that's right, we destroyed our own following
Smashed the legs from the pedestal, amongst howling and hollowing
Rose a movement standing so strong against all wrongs
It's a world where little changes but the importance of songs
Has never been so great did it come too late?
Some set out to destroy us perhaps they like the state
Twelve years of Tory conditioning, police and state privilege
Finally proved too much for those now broken and fucked
But out of it came one important achievement, self-respect, dignity, the acknowledgement of trying
There is no independence, and that's how it's going to stay
Not many understand madness, no one understood Conflict
Conflict is to clash, a battle
The house that man built stills stands strong
The Centro Iberico's now defunct
A nation of animal lovers coincide
With the stupid bastards who help EMI
Turning rebellion into money
Its time to see who's who
But the serenade is dead
This is not enough, the battle continues
We increased the pressure from protest to resistance to the ungovernable force
Roll up, roll up, for I'll take your cash
Anarchy is the line. Buy your anarchy t-shirts at only thirty-six pounds fifty a time!
I've got anarchy badges - black on red - roll up and make your choice
Or buy your nazi armband, last year's fashion, this year's price
Long sleeve sweatshirts are a popular line
I've got the "Crass" Broken Gun. Don't know what it means, but it suits you fine
I've got a lovely line in anarchist ties, some "Conflict" patches if you like
And some "Bash the Rich" matches. (Set light to those lovely cars! Ha ha)
I've got anarchist with an A on, aprons for the anarchy cook
Anarchist tea towels, anarchist mugs - come on take a look
I've got anarchist pendants and anarchist flags
Gift wrapped for your anarchist mates
I have anarchy key rings, and a lovely sign made of chrome
The purchase of my products brings anarchy to your home
Anarchy lights - anarchy pens - anarchy panties - anarchy bras - anarchy dildos
And, and, wait for it... wait for it... I have - brand new now
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Do you know that at least 70% of the human population of this planet starve
And many more do not get enough to eat? You must now be familiar with reports
Of the famine In Ethiopia, where the weather has been so dry that crops fall,
Where the people are so hungry they have to walk many miles to the nearest
Relief station where there might be food If proplr have been generous.
In any one station at least 40 people a day die. totally shriveled.
They haven't the energy to brush away the flies that are waiting for THEIR
Meal. These poeple are the victims of our western governments. In Britain
Alone there are massive great food stores where surplus grain sits, In the
EEC there are food mountains, In Amrerica farmers are paid to destroy part of
Their harvest, while big corporations plunder the 3rd world countries at the
Expense of the natives. Why Is this - economics, the science of greed. that
Which says people must pay western prices for their food. Natural starving
Countries can't afford this especially when their government takes the best
FIrst. The western government have plenty of money. They tax us on our
Income, then they tax us on what we buy. They take the money we have worked
For and use It to buy arms. They would rather be able to destroy the world
12 instead of 10 times over than transport surplus food to those who die.
Indeed, they become 111 through obesity. Must we tolerate these obscenities?
When soon even we may be starving because of their taxes.
Some people don't see the connections between big bussiness and destruction.
The biggest murderers are MacDonald's. Not only do they breed and slaughter
Millions of cattle, great rain forests are pulled down to make way for
Grazing ground. This destroys hundreds of unique species each time not to
Mention the fact that we need trees to produce oxygen for the planet.
Many birds In North America migrate to these forests, on arriving and finding
No forest they die. The drop In population of birds means~more insects and
The Americans only answer to this is pesticide. We all know about factories
Who manufacture pesticide, you know about Union Carbide. They're an American
Company who set up dangerous plants. It doesn't matter, nearly 3,000 indians
Are now dead due to their callousness, thousands have strokes and injuries
That will never heal. Innocent people who had done nothing, whose life is not
Easy anyway, and why? So America can steal food from the starving millions.
Nearly all big bussiness, is based on explanation of the worst kinds.
Cosmetic companies use dead animals to make their products, then poison many
More by feeding it to them with the end result of encouraging sexism by
Convincing men and women to look the same as each other. Advertising promotes
This and advertising of any kind usually portrays women as a sex object only,
There to be raped. Drug companies (like Roche & ICI) claim to Invent new
Drugs to cure Imagined diseases. Thousands die ~t the hands of their useless
Research. They try to make drugs to cure heart disease which was originally
Caused by the sufferer eating meat and dairy products to excess.
Booker McConnell own everything from butchers to health shops, as long as
The cash rolls in who cares? Other companies who make machinery ~ domestic
Appliances (like Thorn EMI.) also makes defense gadgetry. British Aerospace
Specialize In fighters in favour of passenger jets. Governments pay more for
Weaponry that domestic consumers pay for domestic items. That's why many many
Comapnies world wide clamour for defense orders, some would go bankrupt
Without them. The final Industry, uranium mining, sponsored in Britain by RTZ
Plunders the landscape, kills the wildlife,exploits the natives and gives them
Cancer. The product makes bombs to kill all and 15 used for nuclear fuel.
The kind of power that produces waste which can be pumped Into the sea In
Don't know about you But I'm constantly feeling Nothing, nowhere, no more Putting the oil into their machine
Civilization crumbles
To an all, time low
Again, you know, it shows
Are we searching in the dark?
Or turning on the light?
Treading the treadmill
Stand still, keep quiet, right? Wrong this time
Have you given up the will to think freely?
Is it hard to kick against the pricks?
Understand there is no wrong or right
Live up to fight and fight in honesty
Don't be predictable - cause confusion buys time
Ready for onslaught
Playing dumb, deaf, blind
Waiting for a redeemer
Who never comes?
He salutes - holding back the tears
As the train pulls from the station
She's hurting and it shows
More wrestling emotions
The caring call for change
A whole new world for action
Some people fight through freedom
Others for power, self-satisfaction
Those not born into privilege
Will reclaim the rights denied them
Their discontentment breeds and greed
An overwhelming force condemns
Enemies on all fronts
A strategy of deceit
The hidden hand remains strong
As the abuse of one species leads
Onto another to another
But those white flags of surrender
Are not the ideologically motivated
A state of mind, ungovernable forever
Killing hope - killing time
Dumb acceptance reigns again
Open wide - you decide
The poll tax hangs above our heads, as Thatcher wields the axe
The budget, well that pleased us, our shares increased and less tax
The nurses, fight for better pay ILEA closing down
Alton hits out with his bill, the yuppies invade town
The AIDS creation raised its head, their latest weapon to date
USA battles it out in the Gulf to show only they shall reign
The IRA bomb a military base some injured, someone dead
Superpowers discuss Atomic bombs, reductions seem in sight
Thousands join the new clause and march for Lesbian and Gay rights
The TUC, they delegate, another disaster strikes
P & O put their foot down, airport chaos screws the break
Sunshine radiation homes in; down pours more acid rain
See it ain't no pretty picture as we see our world destroyed
Multi-corporation graphs rise up to keep us all employed
The Government say they're succeeding with their democratic state
They say that we all stand as equals
That they genuinely trying, but the bastards are lying
Spewing out their bullshit, simply talking out their arse
The opposition prove yet again that they're just a jumped up farce
Full of socialist Marxist bollocks that just don't make any sense
Barking totally up the wrong tree on the wrong side of the fence
The only change you will see from them is the silver handed back
As you buy their militant paper full of promise and attack
A more apt title would be "servant" for their lapdogs just the same
As the racist shitrag bulldog, politricks the game
Support this, support that you don't know where support is at
It ain't dishing out little leaflets, wearing badges, looking right
They march here, march there, showing all how much they care
Lining someone else's pockets as the bucket comes around again
If you don't vote, then don't complain - oh fuck off!
Don't you realise what you're saying?
You're supporting every move they make
Holding the parliamentary system up, they rise, the powerful elite
There is no independence in party politics
They police the street, they dictate the beat
Her Majesty's institutions make sure the aware retreat
Oh yes, it's a sad sickening picture of human nature going wrong
Plummeting down the depths of degradation, the end, the result of your votes. We stand
Alone... Stop
Start- by organising, putting small pieces together
Soon the bits will fit in place the start of our new picture
Push forward for what you believe in and on achievement dig in hard
Don't let them try and break you, without you they fall apart
Civil rights and natural force will conquer, all and it's right on course
They can only offer chaos when the least we have got is love
We're talking one long tough struggle with many set backs along the path
To freedoms now ahead of us our world will exist at last
Remember, against all odds
We offer you democracy and progress. If you have the capital, we can offer you interest
There is no poverty, this is our reality. We will protect you but only if you invest
The AIDS crisis comes to those who sin,
You question the Gulf situation but the right shall win
Subversive groups are minorities. Will they ever learn and see?
That we're superpowers, we will always sin
Support has grown for the mutant sexual acts. Allow us please to give you some hard facts
We shall not stand for deviancy; it's not the way God meant us to be
If you take part in direct action or the police don't like the look of you; you are likely to get arrested
Here's some things to and not to do
You don't have to say anything, nothing, but it is advisable (but still your choice)
to give your name, address and date of birth, and then say nothing else
If you don't give them this you'll find they will only hold you for longer
While they establish your identity, but if you have been previously convicted
Then don't give your date of birth, for you are on their computers in birth order
Then you are not obliged to answer any further questions at all
Most people that are caught are sussed out by their own evidence
The police are cunning but thick, don't hand it to them on a plate
You don't have to give your fingerprints, make them apply for a warrant
This sometimes is refused - especially if the evidence is flimsy
Never let them take your photograph this is only compulsory after
You have received a prison sentence, so don't let them tell you different
You can demand suitable food; you might not get it "keep on asking"
You are entitled to make phone calls but the bastards won't let you
Remember the arresting officer's number, or any scum that treat you badly
Make a legal complaint after wards. Look bored - but stay polite
When they question say "no comment", don't admit to any weakness
They are bastards trained by bastards
To protect, detect, and prevent, us and our like from questioning
Let alone, threaten the power that they cherish
Whatever you go through in a police cell is nothing compared to the suffering inflicted by Governments
The state destroys, tortures and murders, we must stop them, using force if necessary
The cord is cut no need for separation, successful elimination
Extermination of degradation? Essential heart feed stopping
She strives on alone, and makes the best of no one
Set fast, clamped, fucked, thinking nothing of tossing away a life like fucked spunk in a condom
Times hard, life's short, so
He the ultimate obstinate mind, moralistic attitude, the eyes of the blind
Humane reasoning, it's life, it's alive. A tiny heart beat
Here sits I, while on the subject of life
Impossible to conceive, no matter how hard I try
To bring my joy to the world, be it boy or a girl
Times hard, life's short, so cut. The cord is cut
My life is smeared all over with tears; ones I know will last for years
My decision so hard, you think I made with ease
But no loving words of comfort, will ever my guilt appease
So what if we manage to stop cruise cruising in, will it make any fucking difference?
To the inevitable countdown to world war three, the power monger's decision
Will it be our lifelong stance, or our only chance, to prevent our world's destruction?
Will it be?
You fucked old Yankee crony git
You screwed up bastard commie shit
You evil hag with blood stained hands
Fuck you, fucking hang...
Fuck it, I just can't see any point in singing yet another wanky war song... the accepted target... can't see no point in mouthing off about atomic power... they know the risk involved, but still freely fuck with our lives... you know what they're doing yet still you let them... you think it will never happen... push it to the corner of them mind and forget it... for it's so much more comforting to 'relax' and don't do it...
Alternative to this, the masses join the CND
And fly it's helpless protest banner on demos
Listen to the whining wanky labour party
And wait for them to annihilate the fucking lot of us
Pathetic! You fucking bunch of jokers
When you hear the four-minute warning "It's too fucking late "
See your family and friends perish - the eyes melting - the skin shrivelling -
blood boiling - bomb, death, listen, now
There's one minute left in the game to play
Since that day in forty-five we have never had a say
Was it a solution to combat the right?
Or just to stay ahead and never done fight
Thatcher's plaything in the name Manhattan
Another Hiroshima for her to flatten
The protest signs they are spread across the earth
Written by Bob Welch.
You don't know what she means to me
She's a heart that beats close to me
And gettin' back to the way I feel
Her honest word is my only real thing
When she comes to me then I feel fine
And I'm not afraid but so gratified
Emerald eyes is a mystery
Starin' through to the heart of me
Find, emerald eyes in the night
Gleamin' shiny and bright
As if covered with silver
She's still a mystery to me
The way she sails away slow
Makes your day to day life easy
Emerald eyes is a mystery
She's my place of serenity
And gettin' back to the way I feel
Her honest word is my only real thing
Only an honest word, maybe a sky report
Could be a weather bird it was so close to me
Emerald eyes is a mystery
She's my place of serenity
There's a place that's neatly tucked away, beyond the other side
A place of which you'd never dream, there'd be a need to hide
For the building is surrounded by pastures pure and green
But the image hides reality and the distance kills the scream
That comes from inside is never exposed to the air
For the place is packed with scientists who show how much they care
While the guard stands bravely at the gate with guard dog by his side
The same breed of animal is butchered inside
Well, what a fucking waste of money, what a fucking waste of time
A fucking waste of money, what a fucking waste of time
A fucking waste of money, it's a fucking waste of time
What a waste of human knowledge, what a fucking way to die
There ain't no fucking truth in the inspector's files
As he walks down the death corridors, he covers his sighs with smiles
He sees the pain and agony but remembering his position
He's got his place, just another face but he's just not paid to question
He thinks it's rather funny because he's earning lots of money
When his eyes are forced aside as out slides another trolley
Another tray of corpses, unlabeled and unmentioned
But it's no good asking why, why because they never fucking listen
So, liberate
Animal testing to detect thalidomide
Torturing and killing while there's loads more things to try
The suffering and the pain, the excruciating pain
It all goes over and over gain
This fucking witchcraft won't solve anything
For it's the same experiment over and over again
The balding man sits compiling his next move
That mortgage hangs around his neck, now feeling like a noose
The new gas bill, oh God, how bad he feels
Those kids he can't reject, his emotional success
He's a man of set opinion; the weight of the world sits in his hands
He just cannot seem to reason so he will never understand
They just won't listen to hardly anything he says
They simply smile politely, then with one accord turn away
A son stands at the pond observing the creation that is nature
Mother prepares dinner, roasting bacon taints the air
Dog sits as master barks, then leaps lovingly into the car
He waves and smiles emotionally, his assurance that they will go far
The stakes rise as each owner unfolds plans, men tempt and bait each other, money exchanges hands
Animal love now snarling hatred, muzzle unlocked hair raised
He smirks from behind the wooden fence and shouts his destitute his praise
Teeth tear, blood splashes the face of a young child playing
She cries out in disapproval but daddy's now immune to what she is saying
Driven mad and into frenzy, limbs torn, skin is shorn
Like sex perverts at their peep show, this is the ultimate in porn
Eyes glare. Beast and master. Animals both, crazed and weary
There can only be one real winner here; the results are now seen clearly
Teeth marks bare where fur once protected, flesh hangs dangling in shreds
Their faces grimace rejected strips of meat exposed, selected
Bloodstains and saliva splatter the fuel of precious life
Master and servant segregate the ritual sacrifice
The sacrifice of innocents who obeyed the spoken law
Tired beyond indurance but the spectators cry for more
Death before dishonor a demand that is so obscene
The men they appraise each other to keep their conscience clean
Laughter hides the guilt they feel at every savage blow
Someone whispers "cruelty" but they don't want to know
The balding man stands silent as slave fights for life
He thinks of all the good things that he has promised to his wife
She caught a glimpse of God through the windscreen of his car
She tried to rationalise her looks but time don't heal the scars
Some vague association she feels with the loser of the stake
She stares into those sightless eyes, what use for heaven sake?
The TV flickers images of the ideals she once knew
The fresh young girls displaying soap to keep us clean and new
She shrugs and folds her arms as he constructs the wooden box
To hold his faded hope that took the heaviest of knocks
Like pissing in the ocean, their options disappear
As they think about the overheads, they know the taste of fear
Kids to feed and clothing they must show how much they care
But how to tell the birthday gift is lying dead out there
What should have paid for birthday cards went on the prime cut beef
Now celebrations of their birth make way for tears of grief
Did only what they thought was best to give some sense of pride
To give the kids a place in life and now the dream has died
And how to show his love for her, now she repels his touch
His remaining sense of manhood kicked away just like a crutch
He promised what he couldn't give, the masters ruling word
Someday soon, we will take vacations on the moon
Someday soon, we will build great cities under water
Someday soon, we will create the ultimate human being
Someday soon, you will not believe in what you're
seeing
Yet, they can't find a cure for a common cold
But they can reconstruct a face back to the young from
the old
The cancer spreads, the AIDS develops in its victims
Science counts the costs in lives, the cause and not
the cure succeeds
A child fights for life, in a state of confusion
Dragged up in a cesspit full of class 'A' illusions
The progress chart monitors, brilliant achievements
It's a world where technology easily outweighs
bereavement
The market remains flooded with drugs that only
suppress
Twenty types that all do the same thing, profit, and
screw all the rest
Who drop dead in the queue, to receive operations?
As the Government reveal their new million pound
sensation
Dancing at the policeman's ball again
We sing our songs of disgust, but they don't here a
thing
With heads held up high they raise a toast to
progression
And a record breaking turnover tenth year in succession
There stands a woman she has no face
Her baby cries out dying arms outstretched for embrace
They have no stake in the society that demands their
respect
The factoryis churning out all processed packed and neat
An obscure butchered substance and the label reads MEAT
Hidden Behind False Nomes Such as Pork, Ham, Veal, and Beef
An eyes an eye, a lifes a life, The now Forgotten belief
And everyday production lines are feeding out this farce
To end up on a table then shot out of an arce
Yet still they'er queuing and still they'er viewing
Sawing out limbs just right for stewing
Carcasses piled up in a heap
Sort juicy chunks from freezers deep
Well can't you see that juice is blood
From new born throuts red rivers flood
Blood form young hearts, blood from the veins
Your blood there blood serves the same
Now your at the table, sitting, grinning
Sitting there eating you never relise the filling
Its served upon a sterile plate you don't think of killing
The furthest your brain takes you, is it for frying or for grilling?
You moan about the seal cull, about the whale slaugheter
But does it really matter wheather it lives on land or water?
You've never had a fur coat, you think is crule to the mink
Well How about the cow, pig or sheep don't they make you think?
Since the day that you were born you've never been told the missing link
Yet still there queuing and still there viewing
Sawing out limbs just right for stewing
Carcass piled up in a heep
Sort juicy chunks from freezers deep
Well can't you see the juice is blood
From new throats red rivers flood
Looking for an answer to end all the violence
But you'll find no solutions behind that white paper
Looking for a way to break down that fence
Do you really belive in this ludicrous caper?
Mountbatten Murdered - A rebel gunman's been shot dead
"They're all murdering bastards" - Or was that something that I read?
Well, whatever I read - It's just the f**king same
Death, destruction, violence and pain.
This side, that side. That side, this side
What side? any side. You can't side me.
This side, that side. That side, this side
What side? any side. You can't side me.
Where could it end? What could the outcome be?
One thing's for sure
They'll be alot more corpses before the government begin to see
A lot more screaming bullets. A lot more children dead
And a lot more 'Bloody Sundays' - all painted in red.
A lot more pointless talks
And a lot more death walks
A whole lot more of whose tribes should rule
The squaddie's on the corner. The gunman's on the roof
Who's the real terrorist? - Well don't look to th4e media for your proof.
This side, that side. That side, this side
What side? any side. You can't side me.
This side, that side. That side, this side
What side? any side. You can't side me.
The British Empire isn't what It used to be, mate
And It's a bit too late to try and make It great
So what's the point In fighting out there?
British Constitution on a lands fate!
The 'Wengill' computer sums it all up
It's just filled with reasons to cut people's lives up
Well, whatever, it's just the same
Death, destruction, violence and pain.
This side, that side. That side, this side
What side? any side. You can't side me.
This side, that side. That side, this side
What side? any side. You can't side me.
I see no point In deciding
Because I won't fight for troops In Ireland
And I won't shott no squadie dead
And I won't smash no bastards head
Because I don't wanna die
Do you wanna die? Do you wanna die? Do you wanna die?
Do you wanna die? Do you wanna die? Do you wanna die?
Do YOU want to die?
This side, that side. That side, this side
What side? any side. You can't side me.
This side, that side. That side, this side
This ain't livin..
[2Pac]
Nigga - I hear even the smaller G's be dippin Chevy Impalas
while flossin they gold D's, O.G.'s, is who they follow
We ()swallow tomorrow() see, what we leave is hollow
We feed violence and greed, let 'em bleed tomorrow
In time, they grip a nine, sippin wine - hit grass
'til I be starin watch the parents sacrifice they child
The love's gone, a thug's home, with no love
Feelin so strong, make young boys into drug lords
Now one for adolescents, now dos for dose
Keep yo' friends by your side, even close your foes
Now three for Johnny Law tryin to make my chips
I never pulled the trigger, didn't touch that bitch
Throw yo' hands in the air, it's a robbery
.. thinkin 'Pac, would you ride with me
Let's go see what our enemies talkin bout
When G's enter the house nobody's walkin out
This ain't livin, it's similar to prison, we trapped
My homies jealous plus they tell us that the phones is tapped
I watch my back twenty-fo' seven
and never let a busta send a G to ghetto heaven, you know!
This is how it goes when we floss with foes
Before I toss yo' hoe, it'll cost you mo'
I do shows make a lot of dough, murder my foes
But I'd give it all up, if it would help you grow
This ain't livin
[Chorus 2X: sung]
Takes a life to make a life (takes a life)
Livin in the world of crime tonight (takes a life)
Can't find a better way to break you
This ain't livin I gotta do what I gotta do
[2Pac]
Peep it - gunfire is produced at alarmin rates
Today's youth, grip the shit, get in the car and break
'It Takes a Nation of Millions' if we intend to stop the killin
Just search your feelings, participate in some ()
They our seeds and when they bleed, we bleed
That's what becomes of lonely children, they turn to G's
Heavenly father can you rescue, my young nation
rest the Lord will protect you, respect due
Not a threat as I step in blue, and check those
that oppose when I froze them fools, and who are you
to watch me fall farther
I disappeared, reappeared as the .. follow me now
Skippin class, and livin fast, will get yo' ass
stuck in the pen, doin life plus ten
Young brother pump yo' brakes for me, before you choke
won't ya soak up some game from yo' big homies
This ain't livin, we givin you jewelsl, use 'em as tools
Explode on they industry and fade them fools
You know the rules, gotta be a rider
You can run the red lights but read the street signs, heyy
This for all of y'all that keep on raisin hell
Put a pistol in your hand and let you fade yourself
It ain't right, what you put your momma through, young G
Gotta change your life, take the game from me
This ain't livin
[Chorus - 2X]
Who's gonna tell you when
It's too late
Who's gonna tell you things
Aren't so great
You can't go on
Thinking nothing's wrong
Who's gonna drive you home tonight
Who's gonna pick you up
When you fall
Who's gonna hang it up
When you call
Who's gonna pay attention
To your dreams
Who's gonna plug their ears
When you scream
You can't go on
Thinking nothing's wrong
Who's gonna drive you home tonight
Who's gonna hold you down
When you shake
Who's gonna come around
When you break
You don't care about people's thoughts. You probe into the mind, then you haunt
What you print, people believe, complicating lives, what the fuck does that achieve?
Now you're looking for some news, changing around facts and views
Receiving money for empty lies. Sly reporters I despise you
Will there be that extra in this week? Now you're climbing to the journalist peak
Sitting at the typewriter making more lies up. Rearranged to suit you, then fuck me up
Now I'm getting sick of you. Coming around here, making news
The second album full of same old songs
Fighting back against a system which is cruel and wrong
Yet another battering ram against a wall of power
A blasphemous attack to blow the leader's cover
It's a message from those who won't take no more
Of seeing the privileged profit from the poor
Of the scientist's piss they call research
Of being told we're scum and should be birched
Well bollocks to them all, keep smashing at the wall
Pile the pressure on and Government will fall
But it takes more than music and more than words
To recreate a nation that's controlled by hoards
Of police, army and fuck knows what else
That they've got waiting for the backlash from the people who care
To question their control, their dividing lines
Power must be tested, it's testing time
Power must be tested, we've heard that time and time again
But no matter how much pain and protest, nothing seems to change
The Government show forces and our movement cowers in fear
Some still strive for freedom, while others simply sneer
It's the same old racket with the same old songs
Well it's the same fucking system and it still stands strong
The battle continues so bollocks to them
Who mock our anarchy then bow their heads again
You try working for something that a system can't make
Creating something that a law can't take
Back as a loss of privilege for stepping out of line
I have slept so long, for so long.
There lies my regret, sighing and greiving.
Had I known I could tremble so,
What now I know.
I would never have shown my soul.
Leaping, like an eager flame.
After all who is to blame?
There lies my regret, shining and greiving.
And as this evening falls,
To close, for closed eyes.
Take that backward glance,
And see, see what lies behind.
Recall the time when all the world,
Just seemed to recline,
Within our hands and was washed away,
Like teh fleeting summer rain.
Gentle memories of our finest day,
Can we ever hope to regain?
The innocence of youth.
The sordid truth.
Our visions turn sour.
All colours change to grey.
Goodbye my tender dreams.
Is there a better day?
Regain.
Never said I was innocent
I will burn in hell for the things I've done to you
Never said I was anything good
I should die from the shame for what I put you through
Let me be the one to bring us back from the dead
I will take the blame for everything
You know I just wanna help you forget
Yeah yeah
We are still living on broken glass
We are still numb because it just keeps happening
All you friends they can kiss my ass
They only see the simple things that they wanna see
Let me be the one to make the pain go away
Shed my skin and show a brand new face
You know I just wanna know that you're okay
You don't have to like it but the swing is at my house now
Sometimes I think
The power is better than a hard drug
Sometimes I think
The power is better than anything
Sometimes I think
Letting go is just like givin up
Sometimes I think that all I wanna do is die inside
All I wanna do is die inside
All I ever think about is you and me and fallin apart
Yeah
Oh
Fuck off you fuck your violent threats your attempts to control the nation
Fuck off you fucked up facist cunt, understand the situation
Back off you slimy worthless prick, you ain't got a clue what you are facing
Eat bricks you het up bastard shits, scabs; you'll get what you are creating
Who the fuck do you think you're pushing, "stay in place or get it"
I would think again to save your skin, because if you come too close you'll fucking regret it
You whine on all the hell you like, repeat your warnings of plastic bullets
The gas, the batons, the water cannon -the more you oppress the more we will resist
Riots, there ain't been a riot, but one's knocking at your door
You have seen nothing yet but household pets but you'll soon feel the lion's claws
Proclaiming laws last victory, of containing rebel shower
When the time is right you'll get the fight that will totally test your power
Inciting, provoking trouble that you know can easily be beaten
To maintain the image that we need you, so thus re-confirm your position
You might trick some you scheming scum, but you'll never get our obedience
You can batter, beat us, even imprison us, yet still you will never ever never defeat us
Belfast... Brixton... Toxteth... Tottenham... St Paul's... Handsworth...
Reclaim the streets, reclaim the towns, reclaim the nation
What revolution? This revolution, we all wanted a peaceful solution
But this institution, that institution, smashed all hope of getting through to them
Confrontations, escalating violations of the law
Repercussions of the mass destruction which in the end is sure
To mean them pumping out the bullets, their protection from the poor
We will win because we have to; we ain't got nothing to loose no more
And what they lose they undoubtedly will forfeit forever
"They've got the guns, but we've got the numbers"
The house,
Looks for an answer to end all the violence.
The ungovernable finally break silence,
There's endless white papers, and new institutions.
That still won't stop us, it's no solution
The right and the left wing continue to bore,
With pre-dated policies all heard before.
This is mankind now see how mankind kills,
We're hitting back hard now you see how it feels.
They teach and preach examination tests,
So the political privelaged can order the rest,
Of the young parasites,
Who live in a world without hope,
To get back in line, and stay there,
Then assure us they'll cope.
In the new violent Brirtain they pledge to invest,
In skills and communities with renewed interest.
To build schools of education,
Not colleges of crime
A manifesto so perfcetly timed,
Providing help for the helpless,
Their new commissions strive,
For a stable re-educated society by 1995.
Meanwhile, we fight on in desparation
Still trying to break through.
Their barriers of insanity and even now they know it's true,
That to irradicate violence effectively,
Injustice has to unfold.
But, instead they choose to compensate, to lie and
Then collaborate, no interest in any true debate,
Their courts set up the offenders fate, the new
Secure units for the old custodial sentence.
Well we have listened to you for long enough,
Taken all your threats, and you ain't so tough.
You intimidate, then punish the persistent hard-core offender.
You condemn more and understand less,
You'll get no apologies ever.
In an atmosphere of moral panic,
You blame us for fighting back.
But it's us that's been dragged through your streets backwards,
Battered shell-shocked and attacked.
The pressure's building on law and order,
But we ain't even started.
They may think they have been tested,
But no way for we still stand divided.
More and more we're turning against our own,
How come? How have we forgot?
That this is the one thing they want us to do,
To compensate
For the freedom that we ain't got.
Some mug old folks and these are SCUM
It's the one main thing that just ain't done.
We can deal perfectly with our own problems,
By taking the law in to our own hands.
We can protect our own, young, the weak, and
Elderly, and therefore smash their callous plans.
I shall not work to build my death
Nor have decisions madeby fools,
For my or your behalf.
As though I can't see or hear
Of that which surrounds me,
As though I'm quite content
With all that, that disgusts me.
I will not build for another's gain,
Although it always ends up the same,
It's as though I can't see or hear,
As though I'm content,
With everything that disgusts me.
How can they talk about low life?
Whilst they're destroying the earth?
How can they take away someone's freedom?
When they don't know what it's worth.
To the people with feelings,
To those not totally succeeding,
Those, shattered, torn, ripped right in half,
And whose broken hearts are bleeding.
Yet still they bash and batter,
To them, man onslaught, does not matter.
They create society's whitewashed picture,
That everything is alright.
Then when people voice opinion, and object,
They show disgust, confusion and then demonstrate
Their might.
Don't you dare think for a moment, that it's only in a
Riot that we show we're discontent.
It's in every so called criminal act,
That we demonstrate our contempt.
You shove your outstanding promises, your respect
I only have respect for the life.
That you destroy time and time and time again,
I'm still hoping for the hopeless,
She wakes up in the morning
The sun is shining in her face
She turns her head around
She shares the blanket on which the love embraced
She looks out of the window
It's a lovely day outside
She tells herself that things are fine
He pulls the sheets to cover his eyes
The essence of the fresh air
That garden held the love affair
Thinking back their minds
Are torn in muddle and confusion
So far away another sits
Who tries to make the best of it
He don't know quite what's hit him
It's another love illusion
He gazes in his empty room
Eyes fixed upon her picture
The loneliness, dejectedness
God how the fuck he's missed her
His eyes turn turn to the window
The military roar by
He wonders how much hatred
Could evolve out of the sky
What God had done for peace on earth
What man destroyed from day of birth
They are concerned with feelings
They're just ashamed to cry
And one mans plan to push the button
Makes other sacrifice
The serenade is dead
And now the only question's why
Why when we are young
We're told it's right to love
Told it's human nature
And that comes from God above?
As time moves on we realize
That we all look from the pit
While a plan hangs above us
To keep us in the shit
Because the minute we are born
We're told what's right and wrong
Raised with certain morals
Never mentioned in their songs
As we grow up we find out that
The paths been neatly set
In a world of such destruction
We only can regret
Regret, that is the word of it
As we look for our way out of it
Why can't they understand
We don't want any part of it?
The pain they create everyday
That just ain't gonna go away
We've got to stick together
But still you're asking why?
The system stands strong
As our movement starts to crumble
The pressure we once held
Has just turned into a rumble
They've got us where they want us
And you all just accept that
Well, don't you think it's time
We started to hit back
They are the enemy
They want a rope around your neck
And if they will go that far
Then what the fuck is next?
Forget the revolution
We've heard it all before
Heard all of the promises
Of nineteen eighty four
It's an impossible task
Oh, yes, it stands before us all
Well, maybe you'll believe it
Human nature beams for all to see,
The story now unfolds.
As they wonder into wonderland,
Their lives, the starring role,
He makes his move so carefully,
As he takes her by the hand.
He whispers that he loves her,
So she fails to understand.
Strolling lives, angellic passages,
With visions crystal clear.
He demonstrates his love for her.
She hides away her fears.
He showers her with prizes,
She's the first in his love life!
He piles on the emotions.
But she don't want to be his wife.
You and I will build a dream together,
Give me your heart I'll love forever,
When I hold your hand,
I start to understand,
What they mean when they say love.
What we mean when we say love.
Well now you really better love me so
Or I will hate your guts?
Your mine all mine no ifs or buts,
No one else must ever touch,
And to you I now give all my heart,
As I knew I would right from the start.
Our gold band now engages us
Within the institute of dreams.
They ride the path towards married bliss,
But soemthing's just not right.
Those visions now seem so distorted,
They disagree and fight.
Both now miss their freedom.
But this contract they've created.
In acceptancve with society's morals,
A tradition that's so dated.
Looking back in time she thinks
What's life got in store from here?
Confused, twisted, sick inside
He drowns in another beer.
With tears in eyes he walks away
He's convinced that, that is that!
But absences makes the heart grow fonder,
And now he begs her to come back.
She finds a man to compensate
He wins at home, she plays away,
It's been going on a while now?
All seems lost is it too late?
But meanwhile he's out there finding solace with another,
She holds sweet truth, he keeps dark secrets she
Looks, he knows he loves her.
But he also dreams up images of all the thoughts of
Her he's missed, They patch it up for the umpteenth
Time as this tale takes another twist.
Loves a never ending question always asking why's it
Wrong to hold love and feelings for more than one,
The backlash has started, but we ain't f**king laughing, take a look at how
much has changed, there ain't mush to smile about. We've done four years of
begging and a lot longer struggling, well ain't it about time, we took back
what is ours.
Punk formed as a movemnet to set right what was wrong: the opposing side said
No. we're right, you're wrong. They controlled our bands with money and they
all sucked off our sweat, well that's the f**king lesson we never must forget.
The time moved on and rebellion Just seemed to be a bore, as one by one the
leaders collapsed, the money bought the whore, time and time again we heard
new promises were made, but words was all it was, the action was delayed.
They tried to salvage something, but the mistake already done, with C.B.S. and
E.M.I. backing what went on. Those tears upon the stage, we heard they all
came from the heart and if we all stood together, it would just be the start.
Well the start just never happened, as our hopes ran down the drain, now
take a good look, you'll see it's happening again, the punk movement once
strong, once offering real change, is searching fame and fortune, and that
just ain't the f**king way.
Punk is still our movement, we can put tight what is wrong by learning to say
No, we're right, you're wrong, f**k their f**king future it means oppression
So Thatcher's slime escape again
More of the shit they make us take
Still no end to their sick reign
See Raygun's army rule again
Four more years to kill the sane
More of his napalm, neutron, hate
And meanwhile Russia sits and waits
Prepares her perfect time to take
The seconds gone, annihilate
There's a bomb gone off in Harrods yet another in Belfast
Well, I say bullocks to the army, in fact, kiss my arse
That army aims for one thing, it inflicts misery and pain
Well, for what you do to others, you must expect the same
In Eastern countries people cry
In Northern Ireland people die
America and England bank their lies
Throughout the whole world people cry
Throughout the whole world people die
Worldwide leaders fuck our lives
Murder, you scream murder, well
That's the way I look at things
But is it right to gun down children
Because they have got their own feelings?
These monsters that you title
You madden until insane
Well, in my book you're the bastard
Because to you it's just a game
Plunging deeper and deeper in a sea of degradation
Still looking for our answers to stop annihilation
Thatcher's barmy army who just shit upon the poor
Kinnock's fucking puppets for the people, fuck off
The police, the marines, all choose to side with them
The SAS, their hit man to break rebellion
They all don't give two fucks for us, so I've no time for them
They can build their Berlin walls but we will smash them down again
They tear our fucking earth in half
Expect us to slave for their behalf
They're fucking living in the past
It was your bomb in Harrods and they're your bombs in Belfast
Because that's what you have created, it is no fault of ours, you arse
These bastards that you're naming, why not try the mirror mate?
Safe as sound
What am I talking about?
Of course, it's not safe
Look at what corporate gain is doing
To our children, and our sanity?
Insanity!
Sanitary, insanitary
Am I left fit to believe?
Am I left fit?
Fit for what? What for? For who?
Who gains?
Weight gains?
Weight Watchers?
Watching what? Watching who?
Who's watching?
No more questions.
Wanting existence, wanting a distance.
Wanting existence, wanting to exist.
Before the thinking,
The sun kills alone,
After the thought.
If this is how you see it,
You have to make it known.
If this is how you free it,
You have to make it known.
This is how you see it, you have to make it known.
This is not too serious, to have to make it known.
S ick
A fter
C hoosing
C arelessly
H ealth
A ids
R eplacement
I nstead of
N othing
C hildren's
A ddictions
U nderstand
S ensless
E xit
S elling
C heap
A ffordable
N onsense
C limate
E ffect
R eversed
Wanting a distance.
Wating existence.
I want my distance
I want to exist
Let's have the facts, not another distorted version of the truth
Let's start pushing for what we stand here for and show them we ain't through
Through thick and thin hit back again, we ain't out for the count
Waves of attack will drive them back; it's time to rise up overground
But some cunt's stuck the boot in hard and found our Achilles heel
Stating stupid fucking bollocks with not a clue how people feel
Fuck right off and build your pathetic little empires, as we strive on
And so what if we don't change a thing?
We will have a fucking good try. Mobilise, fight, against all odds
Broken dreams and promises mount as the poll axe thrusts her knife
Poverty hits an all time low as the western world shows its respect for life
And so the power mongers and politicians negotiate arms reductions, self righteous street politicals stamp around selling their self important political dribble. The football mobs riot, the pubs and clubs are packed, the workforce is their only unison. Much more can be accomplished, but fuck off lefty drips and shove your banners of socialist equality where you shit. You're just the same scum as the rest of them, and they ain't worth the breath. Leading the way you talk and talk and protest, but nothing changes
Forward into battle - "The Final Conflict" you choose!
Prepare, get it together, sure we're fighting, but our neck's still in their noose
Come in out the cold, ghetto rock changes nothing, it's been going on for years
Fuck dropping out, because we're dropping in - but hold on what's this? Rock against the rich
Rocking against this and yes, we are rocking against that
All we ever seem to do is rock, so I'll tell you where it's at!
The only rock that excites me is the one that leads the hand
That crashes through state windows and shows them exactly where they stand
Self-righteous bullshit - so in ya face and I abhor you
You spread the message of denial - but it's so see through
Sick of your preaching - with a fist fucking screw you
Nice work if you can get it - I don't - but it's so you
A demonstration of abuse - a demonstration of your faith
Safety in numbers - new religion - just like a master race
More right wing than right on - no freedom to make mistakes
You're on trial now - bollux innit - justify my hate
(Hate) motivates - you misdirect it - act your age - aim your rage, aggression is misplaced
I am pro-choice - abstaining's your choice - don't ram it down my throat
One day that moral fibre's bound to make you choke
Whining purist cunts - your movements counterfeit to me
Indoctrinate, the anti-human that you aspire to be
X marks the spot - cold, sold and sober, pliant, willing, weak
Now why is it that I smell shit every time you speak?
Can you be all you want to be?
Do you fear what you can't control?
Dictatorship has sealed you fate
Your destiny - my liberty - just defy my hate
Wanting - waiting - for you to justify my hate
Straight as a narrow-minded zealot (whose) manifesto is extreme
Exposed - a faction breeding fascists - a neo nazi dream
True to the cause - spouting brutality and buggering the truth
It's better to have misspent than missed out and misled youth
Prefer the human option - human right, wrong, indecision
Human failing, choice, confusion, hatred, bigotry, division -
Sound familiar? - Get the picture? - Affiliate to no-one
Through - no-one - to no-one - through no-one - no-one
I'd fucking love to know what makes you right when you oppress
Another set of rules - redress / confess
They practice so-called justice, law and order their first trick
They practice so-called justice and soon they'll want our necks
They think we are their scapegoats, they look down on me and you
Well just let them believe that, until it's time to see who's who
Sometimes I wonder how much longer it will take
Until people start to realise that the law is but a fake
But across the world rebellion's restrained
And turned against itself by the media's brain
First it's the facts, then they're attacked
Chained to their lies to maintain pride
Always one side, always their side
Never our side, fuck the lot
Always titles, always disciples. They're packaging bullets for the rifles
People are dying, people are crying, while other people are mystified
People are dead, the colour was red. Lives are through, the colour was blue
People are fighting while people are writing.
But I realise someone is hiding the truth
There's pressure in the east, pressure in the west.
The pressure's building up but the rulers know best
How to hold back the masses who beg and demand.
For the slightest chance in a change of command
A command that forces a lifestyle of sin.
Then picks up the pieces and locks them in
That has the power and time to access
And control enemy number one - the press
'People die in horror cell' on the front page of the Sun
Then the page is turned and the real fun has begun
The horror is diluted as the page three girl arrives
Shapely tits, big bulging arse, a sparkle in her eye
More and more and more and more the horror becomes distant
It's swept aside with packaged lies, presented like a present
And the time it's taken in is as your team is winning
Now they're being led astray again, forgetting the battle we are facing
It's showtime, but you're supporting the foundations we are kicking
"Watch me I can play at 90,000 notes an hour
Know me for my power chords, not supporting of state power
I can play so fucking fast, if you don't move I'll kick your arse
We're so fuckin' tight we squeak, in fact my band are quite unique"
"That heavy metal driving sound, that's a real challenge
Three quid to stare at some thick arse, don't complain you're broke
Tough shit, you're not fooling us, the joke's on you
Follow and they'll lead you, right up the garden path"
"You can't handle I'm the best, the tunes, the power, fuck the rest!
The hordes they flock in cool as ice, don't question me, I'm always right
Call that a fucking solo, I'll do better with ten pints in me
Listen to my voice, I'm really fucking angry"
"Seen my bird, my Satan tattoos
I'm here to get fucked right out my nut
I'm jacking up, then falling down, but the lights, the dry ice, the stage act"
Have you ever thought of directing energy towards action?
"Action, I'd sooner fuck my motorbike"
You pile of sexist, drugged up macho shit; you're a hindrance not a help
So go on bang your head harder, we hope it drops right off
Understand this, you might not agree with what they say, do, or stand for
You may just like the music and if that's all that concerns you fair enough
But don't ride along on the back of change, to play to all us caring, staring people
Forget it, we won't be fooled again
If a tune becomes so fucking important, if all that's talked about is notes,
chords and bands, when a records becomes
rebellion - an alternative to action
Four minutes left in the game to play
Since that day in forty-five we've never had a say
Was it solution to combat the right?
Or just to stay ahead in the never-ending fight
The president's plaything in the name of Manhattan
Just another Hiroshima for him to flatten
The protest signs are spread across the earth
But will the protests pay their worth?
They keep us at bay with piles of businessmen's excuses
Planning hard, they've got us bored, but our blood will run like juices
How long left now? The hands tick by
Will we get our answers to what, where or why?
Who'll press the button? Who'll start the war?
Who'll survive the slaughter? Who'll perish on the floor?
The part you play in this fucked up set leads to the overhead threat you'll never forget
The times up now, no protest crowd
Just have you got your final shroud?
Jesus Christ, it's now got out of control.
There's three million animals dead.
God, Father, anyone, help us please.
This is destroying the future, our lives wrecked.
Meanwhile the brigadier loads his prick with the bolt and takes command of the cull.
Maker forgive me, accept my body to heaven
I'm begging, please pray for my soul.
Oh shut your whining fucking mouths
And fuck you, too.
Am I a right callous cunt,
Or have I seen through you?
We didn't shut our mouths when they told us to.
We're not like you who follow suit.
Why shut your mouth? Because I told you to.
You've put your foot in it enough, you don't know truth.
You've been telling me, now I'm telling you,
Another cattle farmer cops it. People cry at the altar.
I couldn't give a fuck.
How many animals slaughtered?
The industry of greed, economic will to succeed.
A blind ambition, the open mouths to feed.
Fox hunts on hold; their masters join the cull.
It's for the good of the country? Killing? Control?
The countryside alliance, they march, they roar.
Tough, soon you'll have nothing left to kill anymore.
They say Mr Blair, you're so unfair - I think he's more like a worthless cunt.
A slimy backstabber to those who should know better.
The electorate litters' runt.
A ventriloquist, who simply takes the piss.
But a word of warning, when he aims, he won't miss.
He shoots his bolt into the sick and the old.
Understand a cull means out of control.
To retain power, to brainwash mind.
Terminate resistance, make visions eyes blind.
Retained parliament, problem resolved.
Understand a cull means out of control.
Don't dare come around pimping your politics.
Have you forgot what you've done? We ain't. You're top of our list.
You are what you eat and that's clear on the cover.
Your blood stained bank notes, the economy suffers.
The tears, three million pitifully weep.
Stuff your manifestos, your issues you keep.
As your world boils over, anger's melting pot,
Realize and remember, that's all you've got.
I listen to my radio; there's something I would really like to know
Do people care what's going on? Or rather hear another love song?
Move to the rhythms and make the break
Look and see the police state
There's guns undercover, a new law bill
Step out of line, the cells will fill
Four walls, a door, yourself to blame
You saw your life as one big game
Don't get me wrong, got to have fun
But realise something's got to be done
She's so fine the radio girl
Living it up to the outside world
Sunshine rock, Ibiza blitz
Goodtime girl puts my head in a whirl
How much longer can we go on living?
Where the rich do the taking, the poor do the giving?
You sweat your guts eight hours a day
So, the rulers of the roost can tax your pay
Make more for themselves with your hard-earned cash
But you dance in a trance, acting flash
Better wake up sharp and think again
The gun speaks louder than paper and pens
Might hear these words, might ignore
Trying to escape, don't know what for
Tired of being pushed around?
Think about it as you get on down
You're looking smart, but what's the use?
If you're living in twenty-four hour abuse
Stamp to the rhythm, dance to the beat. Do your voting with your feet
That girl in white, yeah she's alright. Forget it, she's with me tonight
Gotta pay the rent, but the money's been spent
Can't remember where the hell it went
Bought some food, hustled some booze
Feeling desperate, gonna break the rules
Got caught hot handed, put inside
Rebellion rocks, the night has died
She's so fine, the radio girl
Living it up to the outside world
Sunshine rock, Ibiza blitz
Goodtime girl, my heads in a whirl
Punk still means much more than fashion
A movement made that no one can change
It's a form of rebellion; it comes from the street
And it's made by idiots like me! See!
We're all caught in a web of power
And we are all holding each other in place
Forced into position by one another
I see I'm ready to break free
But... I can't move unless you fucking do
You can't move unless I choose to
How much longer are we gonna wait?
This is mankind and mankind kills
You think that women are just here for thrills
Your filthy morals just fucking stink
Don't try and get my hands in your sink
Don't call me your "bird"; I'm not your pet
Well, I've had enough, right up to my neck
This is mankind and mankind kills
Why should women be raped at your will?
This is mankind and mankind kills
Why should women pay for man's thrills?
Why don't you get married?
Wear that wedding ring?
Can't she see it's the only respectable thing?
She'll cook his meals
Sleep in his bed
I'm starving fucking hungry
So why won't they feed me?
The one thing that I crave
That is that those who succeed me
Will never have to lie in this cesspit and die
To cure this insanity - to snap all the knives
I'm weak - slipping slowly
Will I see heaven or hell?
Now who's got the spunk or is that fear I can smell?
I cry alone but this is what I believe in
I'll die alone but this is not for the seeing
We can't see the sense they say
To sacrifice a human to save animals' pain
This is the hand of God not the CV of the devil
A modern progression - mankind's excuse for??
Hark the herald angel's sing
Well I'm sorry to be blasphemous, but I can't hear a thing
I can't see for looking - I can't feel so don't touch
A wise man once questioned 'are we asking too much?'
Well personally, it fucking stinks
The appliance of science - those same missing links
From 1000 BC, it's been clear to see
The child's head to the donkey crying, pain, misery
They crucified animals - to mock other faiths
See - beasts do die when nailed up - it's only 'Him' that escapes
History pages are turned - still the bodies are burned
Napalmed - embalmed
There's no power without control!
Broadcast from the rock city radio!
The new Yankee groups
In their punk rock suits
M.T.V.'s addition to Sky's porn pay per view.
What you fucking screwing at?
I'm remote controlling you.
Come closer, comfy? Look and see
Escapism smiling through
Oi you for fucks sake, 'wake up' Righteous and the greedy
It's big brother's biggest brother Common panacea
Spy satellites bugging device Building egos / budding stars
Everything discovered From small acorns - world domination
CCTV recording me
Observing then controlling the
Nation on location
World domination
Access denied - another vehicle for 'the truth'
Deploying all means necessary (to) contain unruly view
Those who dare to deviate
Defy - consuming opiate
Comatosed - waiting for life to begin
The arrival of pop idol
The survivor of survival
Blind dating mutual mating
Rating rivals masturbating
The confused compete comparing
The sanitized temptation
The pretension of deception
The terminal segregation
Sleepy eyed complacency and smug consumerism
The fucking - fuckwit populace laps up more media jism
Anorexic soap stars bearing feeding frenzy scars
Real life TV - talk show toss gagging for exposure
Disposable hyped-up hopefuls - icons, prime time wank
Teen dream manipulation-corporate money in the bank
Kerrang cover boy crown - controlling confrontation
Full frontal anonymity - the faceless generation
Manipulation is the key to dictate democracy
Pantomiming puppets, faithfully to stupidity
Docudrama cunts - I'm sick of lifestyle wannabe's
Cocksucka's in the high street in their top shop an-r-kee
Full circle rockgods - just a bunch of hand jobs
It's official - you can mould me - cause I like the big bucks
Rebellion sucks - rebellion sucks
I can be your pawn star - it's offensive - rebellion sucks
Control
Without control
Without control, there's no power
There's no power without control
Controlling
Rejection direction
Aggression affection
Conception opinion
Position religion
Imposing persuading
Compelling constraining
Infection inspection rock and roll control
Direction election teaching control
Your vision suspicion last year's control
Objection division this year's control
Malignance insistence to want, to have, to make, to take
Resistance existence to try, to cry, to say, tune in, today
Mighty & superior we're the rulers you're the ruled.
We say the grass is greener on the other side, but you can't see that of course
We represent the nation it's our people we put first
We even bail out thirld world countries, it's OUR Investment they DESERVE IT
Simply forcing the back the Russians with peace missiles built for trust
Screwing woth the Yankees - Law and Order Is our must
Sick and fucking tired of their collaborations
Forwarding the clock to our extermination
Get a one-way seat to destruction
Their choice - our must - to rise with the mushroom
Hail to the mushroom - the total combustion. The realization of annihilation
Poseidon's answer, the Trident blunders, Your choice - our must - to die
But you're wrong. Mighty and invincible as they boil the seas for power
Recruiting armies on the land to protect the state that cowers
From the Russkies - from the dollar. One's Investment, One, our enemy
These peole why can't they love. Human feelings, don't they matter?
Much rather they would rule, building castles and tycoons
A crust out to the third world, sending rockets to the moon
Making missiles, tanks and bombs, nuclear power for our homos
Raising hell up from the mines, to the last humans sacrifice...
Well, if you think all's well and strong
There's a movement that's uprising, If you think we can take that
You've got one hell of a shock coming
You might just have pushed too far - you're superior to nithing
The UNGOVERNABLE force Is gonna drag you out of hiding
You think you've got us beaten. You make one slip and you'll know it
We're watching every move you make, as you are us! - FORGET IT
For once we take an inch you just watch us take the mile
Your servants have turned their backs on you, now the world starts to smile!
Mighty and superior you are the rulers, we're the ruled
You said the grass was greener on the other side, but we couldn't see! of course
You represent your people, It's your own kind you put first
You bail out third world countries, YOUR Investment to preserve
Standing alone in a mystery
Standing alone in misery
I'm standing alone; it's a mystery
The start of the war, it's the first to die
So on my own, in not the place to be
First, I see visions of insane men
Unaware on the stairs
Caught by the same gang
Pure hatred on young and aged faces
There's one, two, three
But they ain't leaving traces
As someone pushes past, I'm caught right in their path
I try to respond, but this just raises a laugh
A clenched fist punches hard, smashing the face
I try to turn and run
But they are all over the place
I'm pulling hard on the stair rail but this ain't my night
My shirt rips in two, as they hold me so tight
I feel a terrible blow, as something collides with skull
I fight back so hard, but the blades take their toll
So many shots on target, on the floor curled up tight
The crazed just won't stop, is this finally goodnight?
Now a feeling so strange, something won't let it die
And can't let them screw up the rest of our lives
I'm losing all, all track of time; I feel the pain of a real life crime
Boy they roar, let's open up his head, hey you see how far you've pushed this
I'm now praying that someone will turn up soon
I'm unaware that they are creeping down the back stairs
I shout, "hey, what am I getting this for?
I weren't even there, I didn't go past the door"
But the batons rain down, the boots pile in
Why don't they leave it, look at the state that I'm in?
The choppers chop hard, the blade cuts deep
Flesh hangs off in slices and I start to weep
The baton rain downs, the boots pile in
I feel a strange peacefulness building up within
The choppers chop hard the blood runs red
I feel total release, I think I must be dead
Back alive in the shadow of a dead man, I'm not alone
I'm reaching for the stair rails; instead I grab the hand of the father
I see a face; it's the face of my mother
There's someone else; it's the mother of my mother
Whose strong man is helping me?
Climb up the stairs from the misery
Climb and climb, the stairs from the mystery
There's no power without control!
Broadcast from the rock city radio!
The new Yankee groups
In their punk rock suits
M.T.V.'s addition to Sky's porn pay per view.
What you fucking screwing at?
I'm remote controlling you.
Come closer, comfy? Look and see
Escapism smiling through
Oi you for fucks sake, 'wake up' Righteous and the greedy
It's big brother's biggest brother Common panacea
Spy satellites bugging device Building egos / budding stars
Everything discovered From small acorns - world domination
CCTV recording me
Observing then controlling the
Nation on location
World domination
Access denied - another vehicle for 'the truth'
Deploying all means necessary (to) contain unruly view
Those who dare to deviate
Defy - consuming opiate
Comatosed - waiting for life to begin
The arrival of pop idol
The survivor of survival
Blind dating mutual mating
Rating rivals masturbating
The confused compete comparing
The sanitized temptation
The pretension of deception
The terminal segregation
Sleepy eyed complacency and smug consumerism
The fucking - fuckwit populace laps up more media jism
Anorexic soap stars bearing feeding frenzy scars
Real life TV - talk show toss gagging for exposure
Disposable hyped-up hopefuls - icons, prime time wank
Teen dream manipulation-corporate money in the bank
Kerrang cover boy crown - controlling confrontation
Full frontal anonymity - the faceless generation
Manipulation is the key to dictate democracy
Pantomiming puppets, faithfully to stupidity
Docudrama cunts - I'm sick of lifestyle wannabe's
Cocksucka's in the high street in their top shop an-r-kee
Full circle rockgods - just a bunch of hand jobs
It's official - you can mould me - cause I like the big bucks
Rebellion sucks - rebellion sucks
I can be your pawn star - it's offensive - rebellion sucks
Control
Without control
Without control, there's no power
There's no power without control
Controlling
Rejection direction
Aggression affection
Conception opinion
Position religion
Imposing persuading
Compelling constraining
Infection inspection rock and roll control
Direction election teaching control
Your vision suspicion last year's control
Objection division this year's control
Malignance insistence to want, to have, to make, to take
Resistance existence to try, to cry, to say, tune in, today
Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess
Queen of the people's hearts
Perfect, shy, innocent - worldwide she's adored
Home was the garden of England - in a world made of glass
A long time ago - as the story unfolds
The princess met her prince charming as tradition foretold
The nation celebrates, rejoicing happiness and love
Toast two becoming one - under the eyes of God above
By example they lead us - we royal believers
God save our gracious queen
A long line of in breeders - blue blood line succeeds us
Long live our noble queen
We know our position in the food chain division
God save our noble queen
Send her victorious, happy and glorious
God save the queen
You're having a laugh sneers class war Clive
Forced to live in a dive
Finding it hard to survive
There is no future and why
Better wed than dead - execute 'em instead
M.A.M. means movement against monarchy
An uprising unlead
Anarchist 'Arry, a mate of nihilistic Nick
Says 'the royals are parasites' and his sister insists
'They should be stripped of their wealth
Distribute it to poor - feeding the needy not the greedy
Time we evened the score'
Presenting the greatest police chase video
Exclusive, intrusive the all action show
The royals uncovered - exposing suspects
In the extermination of the people's princess
Never ending sea of flowers
Represents a nation grieving
People wallow in self-pity
Needing anything to believe in
A reality whitewash
Sentimental snivelling
Remembrance souvenirs
Who's making a killing?
A party in the palace - the privilege ball
To heal the broken spirits of those with fuck all
The golden jubilee - the royal subjects flock
Falling backwards to the future into wonderland lost
A million devout subjects proving popularity
Today becomes the future
With a place for monarchy
Another fine timing for a step into line
For four budding young stars who've just found the time
An old tune and shit words, as long as they rhyme
Well just watch them boys because they can't fail this time
Well I've heard all the screams of another barmy army
But who sits in hotels with champagne and salami?
It only leaves you to be the one who's barmy
You're being led on to make a superstars fortune
Yeah, we live in dead cities, and the streets are grey
But I don't need Top of the Pops to make me think that way
I can see this rebellion on my TV screen
But no sign of a future for you and me
A slight reflection of the past, but that didn't last
Because the people who mattered weren't rolled in the cast
They're lining up another lot, all idols who
Will be nailing down the coffin on me and you
You tell me about the Conflict barmy army.
Well, excuse me if I laugh, but I think it's rather funny
That when the businessman farts the punters go running
We are just the latest pile of shit; can't you see what's coming?
The businessmen whisper from backroom thrones
Their long grasping tentacles are hungry and strong
Top chart hits and in future, we can't go wrong
But it's only their wallets that get fat on our songs
Does it really matter about the businessman side?
I don't really give a fuck, if punk's dead or alive.
Top chart hits and future, they can do that for you.
Cruise missiles have arrived, despite our protest and anger
The fucked up fucking shits took no notice of our banners
They ignored the nation's pleas of a chance to work for peace
They reinforced their laws and brought their servants to their knees
While Maggie sits back in her province of power
The nation's scared shitless in fear of a shower
Of the worst thing that would be possible
The destruction of the world, the murder of us all
God save the Queen, are you sure it ain't the banks?
It's the profit of all nations that makes the leaders wank
From the Germans to the Russians and the Great British too
The people are the same, it's the Government who...
...Fuck, rape and destroy our world they treat as a toy
The truth they abuse and hide with war, threats, system and lies
Thirty million will die while the royals and Government hides
So, the nation's wealth can survive but the rest of us just fry
The man Hesletine sits and gloats at his warheads
Thatcher observes, "oh, there's a hundred thousand more dead"
The missiles roar over, there's nothing they can do
But there's still a chance to stop it and that relies on me and you
Maggie sucks Andropov in her brothel of power
While Reagan gives speeches of bullshit to cover
The fact that its profit that brought the missile fear
Well ram them up your own arse, because we don't want them here
Nothing to say? Then shut your face
Do you get the picture? Don't like what you see?
Look the other way, do you get the picture?
I'm sick of hearing complaining when nobody's creating
You want something better? Then you've got to make an effort, because nobody else cares less
Want some respect? Look to yourself
Do you get the picture? Don't like who you are? Then change
I'm tired of hearing escapism excuses, try putting yourself to better usage
You've got to be top class, dignified. Got to stay sharp, in touch, motified
Feeling yourself starting to stagnate? Better get up off your knees before it's too late
Get back on top, fulfil your life, not enough to simply stay alive
If you've got an idea put it forward, don't keep it in the back of your mind
Don't fret yourself about criticism, sometimes you have got to be cruel to be kind
Go on, make it, look in the mirror, do you see a person that's framed
(Trapped)
It's up to you and only you, get the picture? You're the only person to blame
Don't get indignant with me boy, I'll give you something to cry for
You see these hands; they look so soft they are ready and willing when it all goes off
No, don't get indulgent with me boy, knock self-importance on the head
Don't sit there moaning, there's nothing I can do, just start thinking instead
It's simple, when it rains we get wet, when it's sunny we get hot,
sometimes I wonder if that's all we've got
Don't get depressed, never give in; even when down, remember we can win
You know, he knows, she knows, I know, they know, we all know, fucks knows... and so
Don't get cynical with me girl, I'll give you something to cry for
You see these hands, they're so soft, they find the target when the lights go off
You don't get cynical with me boy, don't tell me life can be bad
I don't need that shit shoved in my face; I like to believe we can make a stand
But we are so small and it's so big
It tells us what to do, tells us what to think
If we don't stand a chance may as well be dead
This is the country you're supposed to be free. The democratic society
You're only free if you accept their views. And if you don't they'll imprison you
Young gangs fighting for respect, but everyone's a police suspect
The rich say anything for extra money. We are their prostitutes and they think its funny
This is the country that's supposed help you, but only the privileged get a fall out shelter
The police force, army, Government and more. The tight arse shits who will start the war
This fucking place is in a mess. The usual people are being oppressed
Kept at bay by piles of pointless laws. And all reasons kept safe behind closed doors
The reasons that they keep from you are the reasons that they've got you beat
They turn you against people like you, people like you on the street
Fighting wars is senseless; this country is not great
Wars are fixed by people who surround themselves with hate
Great Britain thinks it leads the world so civilised, pure and free
Great Britain doesn't lead fuck all, Great Britain, shit, you don't fool me
Smashing Argies - Falklands' ours, Falklands' ours - what a con?
We ain't even got a place to stick our arses on
Fighting wars in Russia, fighting wars in Spain,
Time and time again we hear the same old rumours
Conflict doing this, Conflict doing that
Have you heard the one about Conflicts pacifism?
The message is swing on a baseball bat
Have you heard the one about the anarchist bust fund?
Really it goes to Conflicts beer fund
Buys Hoddy's smack, Colin meat pies
Did you know Mortarhate's really EMI?
Time and time again we hear the same old rumours
Conflict doing this, conflict doing that
I saw, I heard, guess what they done?
Got the punters to riot down in Brixton
They say they will bring the nation to its knees
But where were they when it went off in Leeds?
Is it true Colin bought his girlfriend a horse?
Owns a block of flats? Does a science course?
Heard about how they rip off bands?
A fiver expenses for touring the land
Said the money was going to ALF
Gave a carrot to the animals and pocketed the rest
Eight hundred gigs in just eight years
Said it caused hard work, blood and tears
They say our movement is been destroyed
It's just another Conflict ploy!
Time and time again we hear the same old rumours
Conflict doing this, conflict doing that
"The King's of Punk", are they so sincere?
Their chauvinist stance makes the answer clear
We are in it for the drugs, birds and booze
There ain't a dirty trick we wouldn't use
Well drop it, forget it, because you got it fucking wrong
And while I'm about it, should I sing it? Should I shout it?
Standing on the world's stage, the emotion the outrage
A target in the firing line for a slagging of a new age
And just as we attempted to spark a little hope
Trigger fingers started wagging, "you're just a fading joke"
You never wanted leaders, but you treated us as such
And then when we said "no more of this", who kicked away your crutch?
You accused us of hypocrisy and ripping people off
Who co-arranged Stop the City? Who told it was not enough?
Who's been nicked for animal raids, hunt sabbing, speaking out (so what)?
Oh yeah while I'm about it, should I scream or should I shout it?
All criticisms that you made, the song remains the same
The gathering down in Brixton, who was it who took the blame?
Blamed for causing riots, blamed for causing violence
Blamed by you for being born, then blamed for being silent
A quiet sunny day, the scene is suburban
Not much going off, in fact it's a boring one
Ready and waiting in Bristol fashion
For my radio to bleep and I will jump into action
PC Carings off duty for a while
A right prat he is, always helpful and a smile
Nineteen, well hard, DMs and truncheon
Headcase ere and I've got some lunch
Headcase fuck me there goes me radio
It must be a riot if they're calling for backup
I'm at the scene Sarge, what's going down?
There's a darkie in defiance, get that nigger off me, kill im
Don't do it in the open, kick his teeth in later
I thought I'd taught you police operations
Take him away out the eyes of the media
Then kill the bastard kill im
Make sure you don't bruise him
Oh, doesnt't't't matter you wont see the bruises anyway
He's in the van, pile in everyone, cmon, cmon
That's it lads
Ha, ha, ha, I love it, let me have him
Let me kill him, yeah, nice one lads
Now if you wanna get overtime, you better take my advice
Promotion or demotion? Just never step out of line
You want to make sure? Sure we can discuss a price
But keep it shut, keep the image nice
We nick the unemployed, for they are just lazy
Scrounging off us taxpayers, it must be crazy
Join the force and give a helping hand
Because the rules of the force are the laws of the land
(Police Policy)
The CND are communists, were sick of petty pacifists,
Greenham dykes, Trotskyites, Greenpeace and the rest of it
Rioters, muggers, looters, shooters, niggers are the cause of it
Repatriation for the nation, the simple way to deal with shit
Rastas, punks, mods and hippies, students, queers and dirty pakis
Demanding more than nothing less, but never want to work for it
Miners, printers, paddies, pickets, givin it all the demo bit
Well smash them back with our attack, because were the guys to deal with it
You're here to serve? Protect the nation?
Stop all the foreigners illegal immigration
You help old ladies across the road
Even if she has got a face like a toad
You re-assure, protect the rich from the poor
To hell with muggings, rapists and the whores
Maintain law and order, keep the public at large
From protest to resistance
The abolishment of power?
He monitors the obvious.
Question - from control tower;
Is protest when they hand out leaflets
Or riot through the streets?
Answer - whatever, they don't stand a chance.
Ignite; we're turning up the heat.
They took a fucking liberty last year.
Let's see them try it again.
They desecrated the cenotaph.
Did you see our finest leader's head?
So, we portrayed them in the media,
Which it seems no one has even seen?
Scum don't know what's right and wrong.
There's no excuse for what they've done.
An excuse, do you want one?
Ok, how about this for a start.
If you're too stupid to listen to common sense's heart
Then expect time and time and time again
Our anger to resist.
It's not your world; it's everyone's.
Unlike the cherished power that you insist
Is to:
Hold on you fucking anarchist scum,
Be warned our force is second to none.
Surveillance! Monitored movements!
Is zero tolerance so unclear?
It means get back and stay put.
No opinion, don't concern.
Now get the point - or feel it.
Will you moronic bastards ever learn?
We bow to no one.
From St. Paul's to Seattle,
There's now millions who won't be taught.
Who don't obey, confirm, conspire,
Whose views cannot be bought
And sold by banks and governments
To accept and follow blindly.
As they destroy our planet
Our song always remains defiant.
Those who care unconditionally,
Who don't hold their hand but bite it.
Who won't accept but refuse,
They have nothing left but to fight it.
Standing firmly in the future
With one foot holding open the door,
Our message as ever, simple;
We won't take your shit no more
Carlo lives in everyone
Who with or without reason is
Finally starting kicking back.
That will not back down, can't take it
As mother earth begins to crack
Carlo ain't the only son
that's life has been extinguished as
They engage in civil war.
A fearful glance into their future
Where robots enforce law - therefore
Anarchist armies rampage
Running battles commonplace.
Victorious in battle
Delivering a fine taste
Of what it feels like to be beaten, battered
Buggered right up the arse
Credited with no value
Worthless to set tasks.
A mother's heart's rebroken
As they punish all statements of defiance
Her wasted wombwork, his hard labour
Their currency of death means silence
Of all who beg for half a chance to
Offer something new, or old or right or wrong.
Oh whatever, a different point of view.
Carlo gasps a final breath
That nails down our voice
Opinions that would be otherwise forgot
A landmark, confirmation of what they
Will do and we will not.
Carlo stops.
Thousands of new hearts now beat in unison,
As one.
Two, three, four, more, more, more, then more and more.
This fight has only just begun.
Begun! Begin! Forgive! Give in!
Suicide - the ultimate sin
What once seemed unacceptable
Needs considering, lets be blunt.
Do we accept murder within our ranks?
Should we fight with fists when
They use guns, planes, bombs and tanks?
Do we plead then beg forgiveness?
As their concrete paves our way
As they chop down our Sherwood Forest
Their bullets murder love with hate
Do they forgive and forget those terrorist whores
Do they bollocks. ' come on' war.
Bush rubs Tony's warhead shoves it down the starvings throat
They screw the planet up the shitter
As human nature chokes
On their fossil fuelled cum
That leaves a bad taste in our mouth.
Christ, it is getting kind of hot now
As east meets west and North's gone south.
Seasons without reasons merging pitifully into one
Extinctions the prediction, radiation from the sun.
Filth pours from what once was beauty
Now darkened angry skies
Rivers rage and burst their banks, nothing will survive.
New sea view homes on city streets
Atomic tests, earthquakes, the heat.
The ice caps melting into blood
Burning mudslides from above.
Fire engulfs, earth caves in, grinding sorely to a halt.
Helpless, demoralized, destroyed, game over.
This notice served on the insane
Sections, condemns, reclaims.
This message commits those silent
To rise up, this time with violence?
Make sure the more they kill, the stronger our will
To finally right your wrongs, one love, this song.
Yeah what's done is done, but you expect the same.
Crazy governments try to find ways, how to blow other countries away
Sitting back in Parliament, they've got fuck else to do
So they create a war for me and you
Looking for answers, there's nothing to be found
By sitting 'round a table discussing different towns
Who shall we shit on?
Who'll take the cruise?
Have you heard about our future on the evening news?
Send out troops - air, land and sea
How many killings in different countries?
They're sitting in their limos, imposing on us their views
They don't give a fuck, they ain't gonna lose
Ain't it about time they looked for other ways of how to beat the problems?
I have chosen
Smothering warmth no more
As I crater deep
Into the conflict laden
Blackness below
All hope is gone
While the backdrop of sense
In our conflict's fading
Blackest ideation
Eats me up alive
I am drowning
In fragile revelations
Twisting and turning
I cannot retain no more
As I crater deep
Into the conflict laden
Blackness below
All hope is gone
While the backdrop of sense
In our conflict's fading
Blackest ideation
Eats me up alive
I am drowning
In fragile revelations
I am too tired to cover
Sick and tired of giving myself away
You suck the life out of me
Darkening the senses
Hate pounding on
All emotions conquered
No heart to be found
Nerves fill with fire
Open eyes dialate
Burning deep inside
Weakened bodies fulminate
The forward march
Is crushing life
Firepower
Lights up the night
Rip through the flesh
Searing within
Militant trek
Death only wins
Enemies must die
The only law
To push the line
This is the law
To take life
To crush life
Up rose a movement titled C.R.A.S.S.
Who spoke of anarchy and freedom putting power to the test?
A caring group of people who worked outside the system
Aiming for liberty and peace using passive resistance
They took on a larger battle challenging all the rights and wrongs
The state, sexism, war, religion. Love and hope spread from their songs
Punk is dead - now refuse to be led
Fight wars - not wars - oppose all power they said
They questioned institutions, reputations, the class systems
Destroying power not people, but also rejecting revolution
They never set out to profit from another
The music took a backseat so the message got louder
Unity, respect don't contaminate our earth
Is what was screamed at leaders in asylum, morals, values, what's it worth?
Those who couldn't take it tried to stop them with violence
They refused to play their game, and watched the political minds subsidence
Attempts failed feebly to create divisions in the movement
For it was real, unmarketable, not the bullshit we were used to
Yes we still have their fucked system, regulations, laws and threats
Whose fault is that? Not theirs! They're still doing their bit, are you?
People don't climb on the pedestal; they are pushed there
Questions developing leadership
When you know what's being said is right, why do you need proof?
For fuck sake- why can't you understand what they are saying?
Nowhere to run, to hide.
Justice, revenge FOR THEIR CRIMES.
Bloodshed without warning.
Now they must all PAY THE PRICE.
The ultimate in justice, reprisal for their crimes. Assassinate, eliminate, the rule of an eye for an eye.
The moral question, to take another's life.
Political necessity when justice has been denied. TERRORIZED for crimes that often go untried.
SPREADING FEAR throughtout their victims, ultimate sacrifice.
CRITICIZED for killing any hope for peace.
VIOLENCE no matter what the consequence.
Who pays the price?
All for a place that they call home.
Conflict will never end, all for a place that they call home.
This pain, this suffering, in a fight that will never end. Withdraw, to disengage from a place that they call home. Reclaim, retaliate in a fight that will never end.
Fighting for a home, the right to claim a land, when victory is everything and nothing will hold back.
This is their fight to keep their home.
This is their fight to claim their land.
This is their fight to keep their culture and their people on the map.
Someone must pay for their crimes.
Attrition.
Kill their own kind.
Suicide.
Kill their own kind.
Attrition.
Kill their own kind.
And they will fight with everything for victory no matter what the price.
They must defeat at any price and they will fight with everything, relentlessly, when justice is denied.
The choice must be made.
Kill.
This price must be paid.
Kill The choice must be made.
KILL.
This price must be paid.
KILL.
Revenge must be made.
KILL.
For a place that they can call THEIR HOME.
And they will fight with everything until they've reached their goal.
The price to pay for a place to call their home to keep their culture and their people on the map.
The factories still churning out
Of that there's not a single doubt
There's more snide shit from their flea pits
They couldn't give a f**king shit.
It's true, overdue, and plain to see,
They say, we're standing firmly in the rain
Simply waiting for it to stop they said,
That we should build new umbrellas because we're
Stuck in our own rut.
I say, blow away the rain clouds,
For the new horizon is crystal clear.
It's took sometime, but we're on the right track
Now where do we go from here?
Sick and tored of worthless statements
Pissed off with the same old songs
You stuff your moral rule book
Of what's allowed, what's right and wrong
Oh yeah, there's those who only criticise yet offer
Nothing new solutions? Ideas? No, just raked up shit
What a clever thing to do
We must strive on for what we know is right
We know all too well there's no end in sight
But human nature is still on our side as the politicians
Fall into landslide we're out on the street,
Feeling the beat of the heart's in anger at the upper crust
Elite who don't hear us scream or beg for a halt or
Their society aborts
1981 President Reagan and the pope face assassins'
Bullets and escape with their lives.
But in Cairo Sadat dies in a hail of automatic fire
From brixton to Belfast riots rage and fires burn.
The royal wedding of Pronce Charles is celebrated.
In America the skies roar as Columbia the first space
Shuttle blasts off but as winter descends so does the
Chilling news of martial law in Poland.
1982 Argentina invades Falklands, Speilberg captures
Our imaginations, unemployment rises above three million,
Adn with threat of cruise missiles twenty
Thousand women go to war to safe guard peace.
Britain gets it's fourth T.V. station,
Princess Diana gives us a royal heir.
The I.R.A. bring horror to Hyde Park, Breshnev dies in
Russia and Irael invades Lebanon.
1983 As protesters get into their stride at Greenham
Ronald Reagan promises to make Star Wars a frightening reality
Back on earth the Soviets admit to shooting down a Korean airliner,
Maggie Thatcher triumphs again and America's first
Woman astronaut is in space;
For Grenada its an American invasion.
1984 after twelve weeks the striking miners still
Battle on and in Brighton the P.M. and cabinet narrowly
Escape death as an I.R.A. bomb rips through the Grand Hotel.
Yvonne Thatcher is gunned down and her murderer
Flies away a free man.
Rajiv Gandhi fights dave his country after the
Assassination of his mother.
Millions face starvation in Ethiopia.
1985 Mikhail Gorbachev is Soviet leader, while shouts
Of "scab" greet miners.
Unions vote to end the national strike.
The rainbow warrior of Greenpeace is damaged in
New Zealand by two bombs.
Live aid rocks the world for the hungry,
A policeman is hacked to death in London,
Reagan in Geneva said the world is now a safe place.
1986 Space shuttle explodes on take off, Swedish P.M. is
Shot dead in the street, the pickets cash in wapping,
Reagan bombs Libya (keep your head down), Russian
nuclear reactor is ablaze.
1987 Beirut gun man attack U.N., Argentinian president
Ends arms revolt, Gorbachev makes new offer on arms
Cuts, Iraqi exocet blasts U.S. frigate,
Thatcher is elected for a third term.
In Britain 'spycatcher' is banned,
But anyone can buy it in America.
A storm hits the stock market on black monday.
1988 S.A.S. gun man gun down I.R.A. unit in Gibraltar,
Mitterand returns as French president. U.S. war ships
Shoot down an Iranian airliner,
Bush is elected as U.S. president.
Thatcher speaks for Polish freedom.
Britain is shocked by two disasters in nine days and
Edwina resigns over a storm in an egg cup.
1989 Berlin wall is torn down,
Freedom sweeps the East. In China a light of hope in
Tiannamen square is extinguished.
In Romania peoplel fight against the dictator Ceauces-Cu
and with his death they win.
For once it seems a hope and good can prevail.
1990 Saddam Hussein invades Kuwait, U.N. troops leave
To face the unknown horrors of modern warfare.
Mandela is freed, the Soviet pulls out of Czechoslavakia
And Maggie Thatcher resigns.
1991 The waiting is over, the Gulf explodes, never
has such a powerful force been unleashed against one
Nation. The bombardment against Iraq is relentless,
The end comes quickly, as the victorious survivors
Celebrate, for some the battle against grief is just
Beginning, yellow ribbons are everywhere, with the
Release of John McCarthy,
It seems at last the world is changing for the better.
The plights of those in misery
A dead necked vision, product of subsidence.
F**ked up, and held in screaming silence
Another police force investigation
Blatant lies, false f**ked suggestions
Is it all down to communications?
Or does the grass need cutting?
Has it changed direction?
The chants that only serve to divide
The police link with the revenue, the royalties slide
Now as poor old joy gardener bites the dust
Why should I give a flying f**k?
But the lefties scream outside the courts
Looking to lay the blame, it's no one's fault
They show sincerity, oh how much they care
Yeah, in their sick, twisted cause, in their affairs
A black boy has just missed his bus
A racist attack? Or blood thirsty lust?
Again the left jump on the back of this weeks attack
And force feed, socialist shit militant crap.
They blatantly try and whip up violence.
Why don't they keep their arseholes shut?
And keep in silent.
Another black person has died, that is true
But are you surprised? I ain't, because I already knew
By promoting political deaths they could not give a f**king toss
Sexism reigns in mans green wordl
The A.L.F. proves yet again that they won't be told
That what they do (or don't) is totally wrong
So f**k off you insane cunts, it still remains...
Our song!
Detention centres for the relentless
Approves schools for the fools
Abolish the jury, punish the fury
But it's our power that you fuel
So is it basically blatantly obvious
And in fact f**king common sense
That when people are forced to live in shit
Under your conditions, crime will undoubtedly spread
You may be watching every move we make
You even convince yourself that you're clever
But I'm looking back right into your eyes, so
Don't you ever, never ever, think that I might trip or
Slip right down your stairs
Into your cells, where unaware, you can beat
And f**k me senseless, while the world spins
Around relentless
You may have people on your side that I
Consider the lowest form of life
But don't you think of what you call respect
Even enters into our minds aspect
For I'm sick of respect, how bout our causes instead?
What made the maddeened go to extreme lengths
Who simply couldn't take it
Who knew they wouldn't make it
Being ground down fine, by those who haven't got the time
For they shall punish those who sin
Toss the peasants live into the bin
Of those who won't beg for their pittance
And that still remains our f**king difference
Who will not beg to their Jesus, god
Christ I've had enough of that
So much for the change, the re-arranging and politicians declared dead
So much for the troops forced out of Ireland, the police abolished
I read that things had gone too far
And awareness had caused concern at the top
But their backbone must not crack, so their city will not stop
We need a whole new ploy to direct our motives and anger
Force what we see as right but the system holds our banners
We need that new ploy, direct our feelings and anger
Force what we know as right, make our feelings turn into action
Meanwhile senile morons are shitting bricks
Because they know the people have learnt
Just who's who and who funds what
It's time those bastards tables burned
But it has all been said in another time
And if I have sung it once then it is a thousand times
That if we don't do it now we are never gonna break
Free from the oppression that makes us hate
Free from their law, their hypocrisy
From their war that turns our sunny day gray
To free all the animals locked in a cage
Slowly going mad with fits of rage
It's time to overcome 1984
Forget that fairytale, slam shut the door
It's time for reality, not false hopes
It's time to show them who's the joke
It's time to take, it's not too late
So much for the changing
Re-arranging everything else we said
So much for their scum forced out of Ireland
They increased the pressure instead
If things have gone too far
Then action will prove fatal to their props
Yes that backbone might not crack
Political factions stepping into line
They think they're helping people when they give a nazi sign
But if they knew the truth of what was going on
There'd be no campaigns or party broadcast songs
They're sitting in the backrooms giving orders out
Go and smash a wog a week and get the bastards
Make a perfect world; is that your fucking aim?
Or are you just another sect who wants it's slice of fame
Government, law and order, can't you see that that's the con
Can't you use your fucking heads and see what's going on?
They're all just rulers to dish the orders out
Left wing, right wing, you've heard it all before
But can you spot the difference when they're knocking on your door?
And while you're poncing yourselves up to follow hoards of shit
Just remember how it feels to be pushed, punched and kicked
You can't change nothing with your violence and your hate
Do you really think that by smashing heads, you're gonna change the state?
You talk of people dropping out, but the system just loves you
You stand in line and are counted, now your revolutions through
Because the moment that it started, it was arranged, then logged and filed
More of your mates will die now; soon you'll see them neatly piled
You can't change nothing with your violence and your hate
Do you really think that by smashing heads you're gonna change your fate
The battlefield is set at Margate, and the bloods gonna run so don't be late
Well they can keep that because I don't want to know
Won't play no part in the Mr. Muscleman show
Won't be told that I should fight with you
Because the real enemy sits back and grins at us too
There's always people who'll hate what you say
There's always people who'll lock you away
There's always people with jobs to do
But they're still fresh and blood like me and you
Forced in jobs that they don't want to know
For monopoly money that's made to show
Taught to compete against the people on the street
Down on your knees, don't you think that's a treat?
This is planned from early on, when you're just tiny little mites
Squatting in the classroom, learning how to read and write
Hearing all the good things, like how to be polite
What we realise now is that they had control of sight
We were told of Gods galore and heroes more
But never of the people who were beaten to the floor
Told to admire all leaders great and tall
But never told it was those bastards who made the people crawl
If you look quite deep enough, you'll see it's all a con
Filled with love and compassion. As she fixes her make-up for a day of fun
He reads the news, it depresses her. With reports of death by bomb and gun
Astride their horses in the winter lanes. They smile at nature with tenderness
They hear the call, hold hands with pride. And look down at the bloody mess
And civilized upright citizens grin, as the dog's teeth tear at shrieking skin
This ain't savagery; it's jolly old culture. As they stand and wait for death like vultures
She laughs as the bloody fur's flying. Re-applies her lipstick as the animals crying
He claims the tail as privileged prize. And kicks the mangled corpse aside
The time has come when we all must turn around and start to think
No more standing in the corner. Question the missing link
The link that created the misery and pain. That sees the mistakes, but then makes them again
You've heard it once; you'll hear it again. Your blood, their blood serves the same
There they stand and there they grin. Never thinking or questioning
"Why blood of innocents must be spilt". They smile but they can't hide their guilt
That their life is built upon a pile of bodies. Slaughtered animals? Slaughtered squaddies?
The pleasure they take from another's death. Hides the truth that murder feeds their wealth
She smiles at him as dead eyes stare. He takes her hand and strokes her hair
His fingertips soaked in misery are the mark of aristocracy
And the broken form lying in the ditch. The handiwork of the dog and bitch
Bears the label of decency. The honour given so graciously
And backs are slapped in celebration. The success of extermination
Freedom maintained so humanely. As they wipe their hands of blame so bravely
Back at home she wears the fur that proves his precious love for her
Death and glory on her shoulders sit. As the master takes what's rightfully his
Murder is committed in the guise of sport. Ripping flesh is given no thought
Glasses are raised in dedication. The crime is given a justification
Heart beats faster, eyes wide and staring. Death comes whistling cold, uncaring
I'm an SAS hit squad assassin. Protector of the state
Protecting those in power from the terrorist cowards. Elimination's the game
Fulfilling Government aims and regulations. Our political war against you
We are the enemy that's plain to see; we're watching you're every move
Self disciplined? Who dares shall win? Terrifying? Or am I...?
The man next door? Your brother in law? Who's away working on the oilrigs?
The long distance lorry driver from on the corner? No one seems to know who he is
I could be the meter reader, or the temporary postman. Pushing greetings through the family door?
That's for us to know and you to guess, but make no mistakes, this is war
Self disciplined? Killing machine? But that's not the same? That's what you think?
Well here's a message to you, you are wrong
Can't you see you head strong super gobshite git? That as your bullets rip a mother's heart?
Each time you kill or maim again and again, your actions ignite a spark?
The flames then burn so fiercely, fuelled by anger from those who have nothing left!
The ritual advances have been made, now flesh is bared as though it is a solution to the fear and confusion
Dancing in chessboard rigidity, to meet the requirements of ancient codes and traditions, the never altered positions
A fleeting sense of security, from being held tightly, until the camouflage drops and the tenderness stops
The well-rehearsed statements have been made, now it's red lights all the way
In deathly silence, a hint of sniggering violence
Reinforcing the roles, in a doomed situation
Protector and protected, rejecter and rejected
And there on a video, a simulated sex show
To keep us smiling through, to tell us what to do
And when a body falls back in surrender with both eyes
Blood on your fingers and a broken prize
By averting your eyes it isn't seen
By turning your head, you keep it clean
And proud of your achievement, success is yours
As you slip into a position and a thousand hands applaud
Passion stops as a record drops it says - "Love has come at last"
And you wipe away your splattered pride because it came too fast
So there's the pleasure, but where's the dignity?
Is it in your performance with your smile of insincerity?
The coming retaliation is a deadly situation
The music press grins but did you think they would help us?
No, it's not in their interest; freedom's not what they want
The change in their life style would destroy the bank balance
Much rather they would shit and watch the world collapse
In their fairytale city, they poison the mind
With rock 'n' roll for entertainment
So, the nation won't find out about
Corruption, control, the distribution of wealth
It's a plan based on distraction, well see for yourself
They make millions profit now who's on what side?
Do you see them lift a finger as the starving victims die?
Some people tried to change things, tried to clear out all the shit
Big bosses forced a clampdown, anarchy must not exist!
Fuck off if you don't want to help, that's the message loud and clear
From the con men you once labelled, you bastards just don't care
Just who the fuck are you to talk? You even sell yourselves
OK you've got your own opinions, well now have ours as well
Shut your mouth, because you don't understand the way things are
The way we live, the role we play is not a superstar
For you to use, build up, smash down as you see fit
You dozy jerks you write such shit
If we sound like a bad phone call then you've got a crossed line
If we tell you the same as yesterday, well, did you think we would change our minds?
You say we look too violent, say our message is forgotten
Well, if you don't like that tough, because that's the only face I've got!
I'd like to make a statement
Which is - I'm no saint, samaritan
So here is my confession
Frankly, I couldn't give a fuck about asylum seekers - or their welfare
Seeking asylum? You've fucking found one!
Just what the fuck is going on - are we at war or not?
In fact what is war? The war against war
Armed combat, fighting for peace, what?
If I am wrong then tell me but war holds no restrictions or rules
So why haven't the government closed our borders
When waging a war against terrorism - are they fools?
One thing I do know for sure that I find beyond belief, disgusting
Is certain groups can gob off, preach hate, killing
Our only crime's born here. Far too trusting
Where's the common sense here?
Even in defense, we can't say a thing
Without the rallying army having kittens
Re: human rights and wrongs
The left wing's become the right - but now broken
Advice was not to write this song
'Far too sensitive' - 'come on', 'play the game'
Have a word with yourself - free speech - freedom man
Self-expression - we ain't all the same
They have the answers but what's the question?
And in fact, who's fucking asking?
Telling, whispering, yelling
I can hear - but only I am me
I'm sick and fucking tired - told what I can and cannot say
Fucking nigger cunt, punk bastard
How's that for starters, eh?
Politically correct? Am I bollocks
I'm anti political - speak free as I find
I treat only as I am treated
Viewing the world with an ever-open mind
Mindless moron? I'm mental? Maybe
But there is something more sinister here
Government could never be this stupid
They exist by maintaining fear
A carefully created monster
Scaring shitless into submission
Welcomes waves of terror into our backyard
Handing out gas masks for our protection
A demonstration of aggression?
Remembrance day for the living?
Who knows for sure? Who knows fuck all?
Fuck knows, fuck it
How can we achieve anarchy if we don't know what it means?
Do we even want anarchy that illusionistic dream?
They say they see no reason for discontent
In this period of free enterprise, is evolution spent?
Say their progress is insallable, presented indisguised
Decisions made for all is their responsibility?
They forecast better ways to better days; onwards they seek progress no matter what it takes
From left to right to all the prats in the middle
From the judge to the preacher to the sinners and the cynical
From the Godley to the gullible to the vicious and viable
The globe turns slowly while the governed and ungovernable
Slay it out in the never ending search for righteousness, immaculate success
Their space to possess seems to be what makes their clock tick, but to us it fucking stinks
When met with resistance, they stamp on it until it breaks
Their society remains secret and although we know their name
We are the pawns on the world's chessboard in one big multi-national game
There's still no end in sight but still we know we're right
We must somehow struggle on up while they go racing to the top
Then Whitehouse "V" the squat, a challenge I think not
Resist every move they make by fulfilling our own hearts
Not by backing off and dropping out, get in there for a start
If you're looking for some proof of this how much more proof do you need
When constantly and hopelessly we fail and they succeed
There's no compassion in here
My fingers keep curling into fists these days
No one smiles on the streets these days
And there's no compassion
Hit the wall a substitute for a face
You can look but you can't touch
You can see but you can't have
Keep crawling to the end of the week
And there's no compassion
Breath heavy to pretend it's fun
Raise the cover to protect your pride
Ignore the failure that you see in the glass
Paint the flesh to hide the scar
And there's no compassion
A million people died in the middle of your breakfast
A million people died in the middle of your favorite love song
A million people died in the middle of your racist joke
A million people died in the middle of your favorite TV programme
A million people died in the middle of your lovemaking
A million people died in the middle of your pop stars interview
A million people died in the middle of your video game
A million people died in the middle of your sexist
A million people died in the middle of your mass debating
A million people died in the middle of your politicians lying
A million people died in the middle of your silence
A million people died in the middle of your stocks and shares
A million people died in the middle of your royal variety performance
A million people died in the middle of your debutante's ball
A million people died in the middle of your day out at Ascot
A million people died in the middle of a Conflict gig!
Separation is complete. A mind to domesticate, condition, compete
Clinical birth control, the sterlised setting
Syringed into being, life is just beginning
Mask of the surgeon, eyes of the blind, rubber band caressing, welcome to mankind
The brain perceives the fear, tender beats the heart
Slapped into life programming starts
Wanted and needed
Wanted from birth to fit in the jigsaw puzzle
Trained don't strain against the muzzle
Force-fed, prostituted, brainwashed that's called learning
Blindfolded, prejudiced, an outcome predetermined
Needed to die and not question why
Follow in ignorance, a comfortable prison
Kept in the dark so they can be free. Spit in the eyes so you will never see
The kid aims the cap gun, points it at my cranium
I am supposed to put my hands up, but I don't want to die that way
Mentally or physically, para-psychologically, whose responsibility?
Is it to feed their profiteering tolerated as long as your mind is fearing?
Right where they want you beaten back into submission
Right where they want you in a missionary position
Needed to promote their glory of possession
To accept and be grateful yet ask no questions
To believe in love and their guiding hand
To obey in humility and never understand
I was feeling alright, yeah just me and the night; I was walking through a white tiled subway
I heard the sound of voices around the corner shouting
The sound of broken glass, no one was there
I looked at my reflection in the puddles in the street
It looked so messed up I just kept moving my feet
To the beat and rhythm of my heart, not much I know but I see it as a start
Because I'm counting the heads to see how many are left, the fingers of one hand stretching
And this feeling of apathy keeps coming quite suddenly - well if something's gonna come, when's it coming?
While you're jumping on the spot, all the freshness starts to rot
And another inspiration fades away. And still you sell your dignity
Still you sell your dignity time after time
And I wonder where lies your pride, does it wait in there inside?
Is it waiting for the moment when you let your heart speak?
Is it waiting for the moment when you act out your own beliefs?
Is it waiting for the moment when you drop your false act?
Is it waiting for the moment when you face the facts?
That you're pumping your life for someone else's ideas
That you're living your life under someone else's fear
That it's time to shift your vision, time to move your head
Get up out of submission. I'm counting heads, how many are left?
The fingers of one hand keep stretching. The fingers of both hands keep stretching
And all I see is "Rock 'n' Roll". All I hear is "Rock 'n' Roll"
I turn the pages of the book, and force my weary eyes to look
At the product of our modern world, at the product of our civilised world
And a child's face looks out at me, questioning why does this have to be?
And I can't find any answer, not that dead ears can hear - do I make myself clear?
It's been said that we must progress for humanity, but looking at the truth of that mockery
I wonder if our minds have progressed anywhere, and I wonder if there's any humanity there
The sightless eyes looking at me, questioning why does this have to be
And I can't find any answers not that dead ears can hear - do I make myself clear?
If you're an activist not while getting pissed,
if you're gonna do something make sure you don't miss
That's a dangerous game to play what use are you if you're banged up?
You can't beat them on the streets, so duck and dive a little, hide the fiddles
Play them at their own game, stay with them all the way
Know what and why they are doing things and create alternatives
Police are still snooping, awaiting the big nick
Like fishermen baiting the fish, tempting us to take the risk
This time, this time they've made the impossible.
Mother nature smiles and cracks a now days dawn, most people on the earth
are sleeping comfortable and warm, Out in the fileds and pastures, It's
another new day too, one without a war and hatred that Is known by me and
you. A shriek disturbs the peacefulness, the cat's Just killed a mouse, the
mother says with feeling as she looks out from the house.It's a breakfast time
the clock strikes nine, ham, bacon, one egg or two? What a shame about that
mouse, what's for tea tonight, lamb stew?
Well there's things to do, so the family divides in separate ways. Father
works to earn the keep, he's a butcher and well paid, the daughters Rø to
riding school, mother washes up the crap. One son plays with soldiers and
the other aggravates the cat. Back out in the fields, a different story Is
taking place, foxes cower with their clubs, to escape the human race.
Rabbit run for life, deer take cover in the trees
disbelief, then prepares the meat.
Think what you're doing, The system's set to ruin.
We've got to fucking stop.
Because before too long there'll be nothing left alive, not a creature on the
land or sea, a bird In the sky, they'll be shot, harpooned, easten or hunted
too much,vivisected by the clever men who prove that there's no such things as
a fair world with live and let die, the Royal family Bø hunting, what an
example to give! to the people they lead and they don't Include me. I've seen
enough pain and torture of those who can't speak, so I'm gonna speak for them
In an all out attack, and if someone tries to whip me, then I'll fucking whip
'em back. Coz I've had enough of the madness. In their theatres of hell,enough
of them hounding the fox to the kill, or baby seals being clubbed, their
mothers cut up. They satisfy their greed, their wealths built on blood. Of
their slaughterhouse haunting the back of the mind, the gas chamber of farm
life, the end of the line.
It's a shame about that mouse!
It's a small town life and I like it
'Cause the bad don't get in your way
There's an angry God gonna strike it
Yeah, that's what we pay him for, that's why we pray
Well I guess the angry God he was a-fishing
When Molly called me up with the news
Within the space of a week
Yeah, a pervert or a sex freak
Let the kids take a peek
That's more than a little cheek
No pun intended
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of woman
And you don't act smart and you don't touch my children
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
Well there was no time fooling with the trifles
So there was no use in telling the men
They would just go running for their rifles
And then once you got him couldn't get him again
So Peg got a bolt of fishing tackle
And Marge got her gardening clips
And Sally LaBiche put her hound on a leash
And the timer on the quiche, she's kind of nouveau riche
But we like her
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of woman
And you don't act fresh and you don't touch my children
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
It was the kids who spotted him a running
As we drove through the harbor fog
And that's when we got our engines gunning
'Cause we knew he was headed for the cranberry bog
We got our hip-high rubber boots strapped on
And Molly got the big flashlights out
And by the 'Welcome to New England' sign
Got him with the fishing line
In the dark smell of brine
Betty said 'This one is mine.'
She is ruthless
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of woman
And you just say no and you don't touch my children
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
Well we didn't have to drag him and a-jail him
'Cause you don't have to take it so far
When your roots go back to Old Salem
And you've got a local chapter of the DAR
Now I don't go tooting on my lobsters
'Cause your pride doesn't go with your plaid
But it's a victory won and it couldn't be done
By the hippy-dippy flaky-shaky fun-in-the-sun
Braless wonders
Ay-yi-yipee-yipee-yi-yi-ay
Going east of Mississippi got a flinty kind of woman
And you know your place and you don't touch my children
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
If the young man wants to see the sun go down
Out with the old.
And in with the new.
That's what they say,
Those who don't have a clue.
You're fighting this rain.
You're willing the shine.
You can't help yourself.
But i know you are trying.
When your heart and your head disagree
Then I'll bet if you made them unite
There would be such a fight
Over what they should do
With this problem and you
Don't know how to resolve this conflict
Still chasing a dream
You're facing the facts
The weight of the reel
No more regrets
No looking back
The problem to big
The tower to high
Yes says the heart
But no says the mind
When your heart and your head disagree
Then I'll bet if you made them unite
There would be such a fight
Over what they should do
With this problem and you
Don't know how to resolve this conflict
I wish this world apart
Where I could give you all the answers
But the fight continues on
And the fact of the matter
Is I am convinced we all
spend far too much time on the fence
Choosing sides
Tell me which is right
When your heart and your head disagree
Then I'll bet if you made them unite
There would be such a fight
Over what they should do
With this problem and you
Don't know how to resolve this conflict
Don't know how to resolve this conflict
Standing around in Oxford Street waiting for the bus
When a copper stands beside me and says I'm nicked for sus
"What the fuck you on about, I'm only standing here?"
Then he hits me round the head and I start to shake with fear
You're nicked
So don't stand around in a crowded place
And if you do, don't have a smile across your face
Because if there is a copper wants to act right thick
Then he'll come along and pull you in and lock you in the nick
You're nicked
Never let a copper search you in the street
Because there're things they'll plant on you to make themselves look neat
Anything from car keys to a drug that can't be used
They'll drag you to the cells 'cause they've got fuck all else to do
You're nicked (you're next)
Standing in the court room denying every word
The boy in blue is lying and the verdict is observed
How can they find me guilty when I haven't done a thing?
But the judge is so one sided that the copper's smiling
In the start all that seemed feasible was to question the house that state built, its policies, and its governing force, joined by others in unison rejecting state oppression and the way they abuse our earth and its inhabitants. A movement developed, anti-political and with no leaders, systems or rules, using natural, humane feelings to effect change instead of safe party manifestos. They label us anarchists. They brushed aside our pleas for peace and continued manufacturing their sick insane empire. We increased the pressure on them, demonstrated and screamed at its foundations.
A declaration of independence,
The other person has cleared.
Understand the perspective, get the directive,
And realise our fears.
We're simply trying to connect nowadays,
But does anybody want to know?
I'm finding it hard, putting feelings into words,
Another chapter remains unwrote.
Terrywaite's smile inspires millions and in Russia
Yeltsin replaces Gorbachev, In Yugoslavia civil war
Rages, Robert Maxwell makes the biggest splash and
The I.R.A. bomb downing street.
Conflict after conflict.
Now it's just the bare bones of what we are.
A vicious circle in an open ended struggle.
Life goes on as if all around is not relevant,
As we look through closed etes we try and understand.
If we had a view what would it show?
We're stuck in a room that has no view,
And so are you,
Or are you?
An aircraft aiming anger
Biological. Bollocks! Before barbaric bedlam
Clean cull - convincing
Chemically committed
Doom's damned destruction
Disgusting diabolical death - disgrace
Everyone even everything ever
Enforcement exacted
Eradicating evil
Ending ending's end
Fighting fear for freedoms final future
Forgiveness forsaken forever forgot
Faith fucked
God's great - good going gone - glorification
Glaring glory gloating glee
Geographical genocide
Germs generating generously
His holy horror honours hatred
How he has harmed her
Helping hurting
Helpless having hope
Imperialism imposing
Idiotic insanity - joke
Join Jesus! Joy! Judas!
Just judgement justified
Kill! Killing! Killed!
Let life live long, love living
Lies lose lives
Losing lessons learnt
Mankind's moronic madness made moral
Mistaken misjudgement - mental mistake
Nuclear nightmare nearing now. No!
Never!
Organised opposition opposing oppression
Overthrow! Overcome oblivion!
Peoples perseverance persistently punished
Predictable panic - petrifying pain
Publicly protesting proving powers problems
Privately praying. "Peace please"
Questioning queuing questions
Quietened quests
Quelled quickly
Right resolved regardless reason
Resisting resistance, resist!
Responsible response requested
Rejoicing rejected - religions redress
Stop senseless sickening sacrifice!
Tormentor tormenting the tormented
Twisted termination
Tiresome terror
Terrorism's terrorists tested
Ungovernable - universally unwelcome
Unprecedented
Unsure
Violently vile venomous violence
Victory's vanishing victims
What worthless waste
We're worried war
Who what why where when
X-ray yourself
Yes you
A few words spoken quietly mean so much when said just right
Those words can also break a heart when two begin to fight
A love so strong is now nothing; his life begins to fall apart
She loves him so dearly but her mind is demanding a new start
He tries to be understanding about the life she is now requiring
She wants her independence, wants herself to be deciding
For her future that in reflection can't be a glossy picture
The family ties, emotions rise, he ends his love resistance
Hopelessly he strives on, making advances to the world
Trying hard to forget what once stood as one, and what shall remain untold
He drifts away, life's in a daze, the mental pain he can't erase
She meant so very much to him, his life, his world, his everything
He questions what remains in life, whether or not it's worth living
It seems she was always taking and he was forever giving
Alone he sits in his quiet room wondering where it all went wrong
Looking for the pieces to the puzzle, remembering all her favorite songs
The nightclub scene she now enjoys seems to be so mistimed
To him, he has already been there; he has used all the chat up lines
Laying in his bed awake, staring at the clock
Feeling lonely, lost and ill, and praying all this will stop
The boys cluster around his naive love as they move in for the thrill
He cries himself to sleep, concerned that maniacs will kill
For less than she would ever give, he must try to forget
The years they spent when love was strong that finally made him write this song
So if you ever think that life is just not worth living
If you doubt that you have anything left at all, worthy of truly giving
When life's not making any sense and you're filled with anger and resent
Remember love can conquer all, it is the start of state hates final fall
If people laugh because their mind is drifting, they're acting out the part
Of not holding any feelings or having any heart
Just smile in their face and then walk away for they will realise one day
As life moves on and they grow old they will realise they have been living the way they're told
That their life has been a sacrifice to Government's systematic lies
That true friendship is inseparable and emotions if used responsibly
Will light the spark for all to see the start of our mass unity
Punk played it's own important role in the fight against oppression
Aired awareness, new opinions, destroyed formerly accepted obsessions
Right out the window went stale traditions, false morals blinded hope
Respect for authority joined them; we made them a standing joke
We said, "fuck off" smarmy popstar shits portraying images of a perfect world
Smearing a happy, clean face on reality, "it's the Queens Jubilee..." go to hell
Refusing to be puppets with the promise of a future, there is no future
So never mind the bollocks, because anarchy in the UK suits us
The public screamed in outcry, demanded immediate termination
The "scum of the earth" has raised its voice "How could they do this to our nation?"
The media tried to destroy us, stop the 'poor mans' rock invasion
The exposure only helped us reveal their hopeless situation
Gaining in momentum and numbers, we needed spokesmen
And that came from four people from the real world, just like the rest of us
We now had a voice, an alternative, our message getting louder
Nothing now could stop us rising up to meet their fast advancing challenge
But when the challenge came, they crumbled, as the four proved easy prey
For the states clever weapon money proved too tempting once again
Big bastard business cheque books opened up and then swallowed
Those leeches sucked hard slyly, and we couldn't believe the scenes that followed
Punk shops - " roll up! Buy your rebellion here!"
Badges, posters, bondage, books, colouring for your hair
Like sheep they flocked to buy punk rock, a part of the new threat!
The country laughed and screamed "punk flop"; it now seemed punk was dead!
They toured the lands to Disneyland
And ripped the state apart
Destroyed the music status quo
And created a new start
Their jet set pads, the sunny land
The songs of train robbings
It's just all more money in the bank
So come on boys and girls and sing
We stood and could only watch
As they took everything we stood for
And made a mockery of it
The four feeding finance straight back
Into the system they supposedly despised
What was once the black flag of anarchy
Was now the colour's of the Union Jack
The movement, punk rock, who cares? We are just another band; they were just another band
Direct action is what achieves change, not miming to words,
how much longer must we sing the same old song?
Crawling from the mess that they'd left standing as our future
We realised we needed 'no one' to mouth off our message for us
Told big business to take a running jump, went back underground where we started
Coflict is inevitable like control and fear
Conflict is integral say goodbye my dear
Coflict is inevitable like control and death
Conflict is integral this is the end I said
Coflict is inevitable see it in your mind
Conflict is what makes us here it's so easy to find
Coflict is inevitable attack inside your head
Conflict is a part of us with us until we're dead
Coflict is inevitable the crash and it all comes down
Conflict is in everything in us and all around
Coflict is inevitable a force inside your heart
Conflict is integral let's prepare to part.
You are enemyYou are my hated enemyI am enemyA number one rated enemy
I'm a labeled enemyI am your mortal enemyMy actions, enemyMake me your bitter enemy
All the world aroundEnemy, they're tearing up the groundEnemy, they're drawn in by the soundEnemy, enemyI must eliminate my enemy
Enemy, enemyEnemy, enemyI must eliminate my enemy
Your people, enemyMy people's hated enemyWhat are you, enemy?Though one created enemy
Terminate the enemyEradicate the hated enemyI am an enemyMy very greatest enemy
All the world aroundEnemy, they're tearing up the groundEnemy, they're drawn in by the soundEnemy, enemyI must eliminate my enemy
Enemy, enemyEnemy, enemyI must eliminate my enemy
You try to tell me that you love lifeThen find another way to kill lifeYou try to tell me that you love lifeThen find another way to kill life
You try to tell me you love lifeThen find another way to kill lifeYou try to tell me that you love lifeThen find another way to kill
Wanting, love lifeAnd needing, kill lifeWanting, love lifeAnd needing, kill life
Enemy, enemy, enemy, enemyEnemy, enemy, enemy, enemy
You try to tell me that you love lifeThen find another way to kill lifeYou try to tell me you love lifeThen find another way to kill
And after the raging, comes a tranquil day
So close to my eyes, there's nothing anyone can say
Is there any reason just why I keep on believing?
In the thought in here, in the pain in feeling
Am I supposed to be feeling like this?
Should I be feeling this loneliness?
As days go by I'm despairing, the whole bloody thing keeps on turning
But there's something good to come for I haven't heard the close
Or the footsteps die away
And from the confusion comes a yearning, to let me rest, to let me feel any kind of loving
No more law & order, that word says it all. It's Just one human being
denying another of self rule. The police ain't authority for all they do Is
serve the state, they do their dirty work to make the people learn, they
Interrigate, discriminate, smash demos and assault, they sort out all queers
and keep the wogs locked ina vault and they're here for protection but
protection for who? They all wear that same badge that says FUCK YOU ALL
Oh yeah, they're here to maintain rights, they're here to keep the peace.
They've also got a right to lock up and not release any form of rebel.They'll
even work against their own, because they bribe them very well and they may
also get a home. Protect their privelage no matter what the cost, now you're
piggy in the middle and they couldn't give a toss. They shit back and laugh
yes they laugh at you too, because they also wear a badge that says we use
you!, It's Just the same old story of a state gone wrong, where possessions
matter and people don't be surprised that we've turned against you because if
you take their side, it's FUCK YOU TOO!
Punk played it's own important role in the fight against oppression
Aired awareness, new opinions, destroyed formerly accepted obsessions
Right out the window went stale traditions, false morals blinded hope
Respect for authority joined them; we made them a standing joke
We said, "fuck off" smarmy popstar shits portraying images of a perfect world
Smearing a happy, clean face on reality, "it's the Queens Jubilee..." go to hell
Refusing to be puppets with the promise of a future, there is no future
So never mind the bollocks, because anarchy in the UK suits us
The public screamed in outcry, demanded immediate termination
The "scum of the earth" has raised its voice "How could they do this to our nation?"
The media tried to destroy us, stop the 'poor mans' rock invasion
The exposure only helped us reveal their hopeless situation
Gaining in momentum and numbers, we needed spokesmen
And that came from four people from the real world, just like the rest of us
We now had a voice, an alternative, our message getting louder
Nothing now could stop us rising up to meet their fast advancing challenge
But when the challenge came, they crumbled, as the four proved easy prey
For the states clever weapon money proved too tempting once again
Big bastard business cheque books opened up and then swallowed
Those leeches sucked hard slyly, and we couldn't believe the scenes that followed
Punk shops - " roll up! Buy your rebellion here!"
Badges, posters, bondage, books, colouring for your hair
Like sheep they flocked to buy punk rock, a part of the new threat!
The country laughed and screamed "punk flop"; it now seemed punk was dead!
They toured the lands to Disneyland
And ripped the state apart
Destroyed the music status quo
And created a new start
Their jet set pads, the sunny land
The songs of train robbings
It's just all more money in the bank
So come on boys and girls and sing
We stood and could only watch
As they took everything we stood for
And made a mockery of it
The four feeding finance straight back
Into the system they supposedly despised
What was once the black flag of anarchy
Was now the colour's of the Union Jack
The movement, punk rock, who cares? We are just another band; they were just another band
Direct action is what achieves change, not miming to words,
how much longer must we sing the same old song?
Crawling from the mess that they'd left standing as our future
We realised we needed 'no one' to mouth off our message for us
Told big business to take a running jump, went back underground where we started
The tribe then split, as some stayed behind to mourn
There's no power without control!
Broadcast from the rock city radio!
The new Yankee groups
In their punk rock suits
M.T.V.'s addition to Sky's porn pay per view.
What you fucking screwing at?
I'm remote controlling you.
Come closer, comfy? Look and see
Escapism smiling through
Oi you for fucks sake, 'wake up' Righteous and the greedy
It's big brother's biggest brother Common panacea
Spy satellites bugging device Building egos / budding stars
Everything discovered From small acorns - world domination
CCTV recording me
Observing then controlling the
Nation on location
World domination
Access denied - another vehicle for 'the truth'
Deploying all means necessary (to) contain unruly view
Those who dare to deviate
Defy - consuming opiate
Comatosed - waiting for life to begin
The arrival of pop idol
The survivor of survival
Blind dating mutual mating
Rating rivals masturbating
The confused compete comparing
The sanitized temptation
The pretension of deception
The terminal segregation
Sleepy eyed complacency and smug consumerism
The fucking - fuckwit populace laps up more media jism
Anorexic soap stars bearing feeding frenzy scars
Real life TV - talk show toss gagging for exposure
Disposable hyped-up hopefuls - icons, prime time wank
Teen dream manipulation-corporate money in the bank
Kerrang cover boy crown - controlling confrontation
Full frontal anonymity - the faceless generation
Manipulation is the key to dictate democracy
Pantomiming puppets, faithfully to stupidity
Docudrama cunts - I'm sick of lifestyle wannabe's
Cocksucka's in the high street in their top shop an-r-kee
Full circle rock gods - just a bunch of hand jobs
It's official - you can mould me - cause I like the big bucks
Rebellion sucks - rebellion sucks
I can be your pawn star - it's offensive - rebellion sucks
Control
Without control
Without control, there's no power
There's no power without control
Controlling
Rejection direction
Aggression affection
Conception opinion
Position religion
Imposing persuading
Compelling constraining
Infection inspection rock and roll control
Direction election teaching control
Your vision suspicion last year's control
Objection division this year's control
Malignance insistence to want, to have, to make, to take
Resistance existence to try, to cry, to say, tune in, today
Goodbye
A declaration of independence,
The other person has cleared.
Understand the perspective, get the directive,
And realise our fears.
We're simply trying to connect nowadays,
But does anybody want to know?
I'm finding it hard, putting feelings into words,
Another chapter remains unwrote.
Terrywaite's smile inspires millions and in Russia
Yeltsin replaces Gorbachev, In Yugoslavia civil war
Rages, Robert Maxwell makes the biggest splash and
The I.R.A. bomb downing street.
Conflict after conflict.
Now it's just the bare bones of what we are.
A vicious circle in an open ended struggle.
Life goes on as if all around is not relevant,
As we look through closed etes we try and understand.
If we had a view what would it show?
We're stuck in a room that has no view,
And so are you,
Or are you?
Well are you
The factoryis churning out all processed packed and neat
An obscure butchered substance and the label reads MEAT
Hidden Behind False Nomes Such as Pork, Ham, Veal, and Beef
An eyes an eye, a lifes a life, The now Forgotten belief
And everyday production lines are feeding out this farce
To end up on a table then shot out of an arce
Yet still they'er queuing and still they'er viewing
Sawing out limbs just right for stewing
Carcasses piled up in a heap
Sort juicy chunks from freezers deep
Well can't you see that juice is blood
From new born throuts red rivers flood
Blood form young hearts, blood from the veins
Your blood there blood serves the same
Now your at the table, sitting, grinning
Sitting there eating you never relise the filling
Its served upon a sterile plate you don't think of killing
The furthest your brain takes you, is it for frying or for grilling?
You moan about the seal cull, about the whale slaugheter
But does it really matter wheather it lives on land or water?
You've never had a fur coat, you think is crule to the mink
Well How about the cow, pig or sheep don't they make you think?
Since the day that you were born you've never been told the missing link
Yet still there queuing and still there viewing
Sawing out limbs just right for stewing
Carcass piled up in a heep
Sort juicy chunks from freezers deep
Well can't you see the juice is blood
From new throats red rivers flood
YOUR BLOOD, THERE BLOOD, serves the same.
What does Direct Action Mean?
It means that you are no longer prepared to sit back and allow terrible,
cruel things to happen. The camerman in Ethiopia took direct action,
he filmed the worst disaster that has ever happened to human beings. He
realised it was too enormous a problem to handle himself - so he took the
films home in the hope other people would help. They did. Are you prepared
to sit back any longer? Direct action in animal rights means causing
economic damage to those who abuse and make profits from exploitation.
START!
It's possible to do things alone, slash tyres, glue up locks, butchers,
burger bars, the furriers, smash windows, bankrupt the lot. Throw paint over
shops and houses. Paint stripper works great on cars. Chewing gum sticks
well to fur coats. A seized engine just won't start, sand in the petrol tank
means that delivery's going nowhere. When the new death shop opens up make
sure you're the first person to be there. If the circus comes to town
remember what goes up must come down. Stop contributing to the abuse
yourself - don't eat meat, don't buy leather. Buy non-animal tested make up,
herbal soap and shampoo's better.
Try and form a group of people that you know that you can trust and plan
ambitious direct action, sometimes risky but a must. Only when you have
animal liberation will we obtain human freedom, when the last
vivisectionist's blade is snapped. It will be that one step nearer to peace.
Direct action in the animal movement is sussed and strong, and our final
goal is not far off.
Animal lovers, vandals, hooligans, cranks; recognise the labels? They say we
don't care about human beings. We say all sentient beings, animal or human
have the right to live, free from pain, torture and suffering. They say
because we are human and speak the same, we matter more. Is our pain and
suffering any greater or lesser than that of animals? Human v. animal rights
is as much a prejudice as black v. white or the nazis versus the jews an
affront to our freedom.
Vivisection is a violation of human beings, the same as it is for animals.
We have a chemical world built on a pile of drugs to thanks for their
experiments. Drugs are designed for profit, manufactured to suppress
symptoms. Human freedom, animal rights. It's one struggle, one fight.
When animal abuse is stopped then human abuse will soon stop also, an
attitude of mind. "An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind".
Start by protecting the weak, the defenceless, animals, the sick, the
disabled. Compassion and emotion are our most important safety values.
If we lose them, then 'we lose' the vitality of life itself.
Emotional? Hooligans? Cranks?....