Violent Society
Don't wanna be a part of society
Don't wanna waste my life away
I don't need no learned politics
'Cos I live from day to day
In a violent society
Is this the way life's meant to be
Violent society, a brighter future I can't see
I'm told not to shout my mouth off
I'm told to watch just what I say
But what kind of life is this I ask
If I can't live in my own way
There'll be No Tomorrow
There will be no tomorrow
That's what the news flash said
Cancel all your orders
'Cos tomorrow you'll be dead
There's no point in running
Your time has come, you know
Man has become too clever
So now we have to go
Computerized man behind a closed door
Flips a switch, starts a war
Shouts of red alert can be heard in every town
Behind that closed door that man begins to frown
Colchester Council
Colchester is burning with boredom now
Colchester is burning, dial 999
Nothing for young people in Colchester
There's nothing for them to do
So don't blame the kids for everything
'Cos alot of it is down to you
Colchester Council, full of shit
The Council Committees in Colchester
Are not interested in youth
They're too busy thinking about
What's in it for them
They don't give two fucks about you
They know there's no jobs in Colchester
But they won't start to fret
Until they find themselves out of work
They don't care about what you get
Rise and Fight
We're told to shut up, sit down and obey
To them it is the only way
We're nothing at all, that's what they think
A revolution is on the brink
Our time will come and soon they'll see
In the papers and on TV
The kids of today just won't allow
What's going on, so change things now
And rise...and fight! for what...is right!
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Discography
SPECIAL DUTIES "BULLSHIT CRASS" 7" EP
SPECIAL DUTIES "PUNK ROCKER (77 IN 83)" 7" EP
SPECIAL DUTIES "77 IN 82" LP
SPECIAL DUTIES "VIOLENT SOCIETY" 7" EP (ORIGINAL)
SPECIAL DUTIES "VIOLENT SOCIETY" 7" EP (RONDOLET)
V/A "THE ONLY ALTERNATIVE" LP
They Don't Care About Me
Five days a week in a factory
I can't take anymore, it just ain't me
They say I'm lucky 'cos I got a job
But I'm no better off than the dole queue mob
And still they don't care about me
Yet I'm not earning no free money
And I don't get no press sympathy
But I won't take no charity
I go to bed late every night
I have to get up early, it just ain't right
I've gotta be at work by 8 AM
For another eight hours of us and them
Rondolet Control
Getting left behind but they can't see
All they want is money
They don't tell us what's going on
We know we're making them a fucking bomb
Rondolet control!
Pick up 'Sounds', what do I see?
Badges and shirts of Special Duties
Do you think we had a say?
No no no no no no way.
Violent Youth
You go to town on a Saturday night
You just ain't happy 'til you been in a fight
You have too many, get out of your head
You don't know why, but you wanna see red
Vi-i-i-iolent Youth!
Who you looking at? That's my bird.
How many times has that been heard?
Excuse for trouble, excuse for a fight
Happens all the time, every night
Government Policies
Cheap labor in disguise
Youth opportunities, government lies
Keeps young kids off the dole
Future sealed, or so they're told
Government policies cause of recession
Government policies too much aggression
Government policies working class enemy
Government policies a change there's gotta be
Time was when work was there
For old and young alike to share
Now Maggie's in and things are bad
Three million tells a story, sad.
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