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+ | ====== Paroles ====== | ||
+ | ===== Attentat Sonore ===== | ||
+ | ==== Better than Zero ==== | ||
+ | Back when you | ||
+ | started | ||
+ | Things were kinda easier | ||
+ | You had something to build | ||
+ | Something you could stand for | ||
+ | But now - But now ? | ||
+ | Do we have a future ? | ||
+ | When every friend of mine should be a social worker | ||
+ | Cos everything you've built has since been deleted | ||
+ | |||
+ | But you keep on sayin' | ||
+ | It's better than nothing | ||
+ | It's better than zero | ||
+ | |||
+ | Yeah we're frustrated | ||
+ | When money rules the world | ||
+ | We won't work for nothing | ||
+ | We want to keep our pride | ||
+ | |||
+ | But you - But you ? | ||
+ | You want a better price | ||
+ | You want to rip us off | ||
+ | The benefits you have | ||
+ | Cos everything you've built | ||
+ | Has since been restricted | ||
+ | |||
+ | You say | ||
+ | It's better than nothing | ||
+ | It's better than zero | ||
+ | |||
+ | You'd like to divide us | ||
+ | To make us feel weak | ||
+ | You point minorities | ||
+ | But we blame the bosses | ||
+ | (1999) | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== (More than) Boots & Braces ==== | ||
+ | Two fists don' | ||
+ | make a mind | ||
+ | So you'd better think before startin' | ||
+ | Tough guys, tough guys, in the place | ||
+ | Showin' | ||
+ | |||
+ | You can pogo up & down | ||
+ | Not havin' fun of others' | ||
+ | Everybody' | ||
+ | Why makin' the pit a fuckin' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Tryin' to - To have a say - Without a word | ||
+ | D'you understand ? | ||
+ | Hard to - Open your minds - You'd rather kill | ||
+ | What you don't want | ||
+ | |||
+ | Two fists don't make a right | ||
+ | So you'd better learn before bashin' | ||
+ | Everybody' | ||
+ | If your's shit, you can keep the waste | ||
+ | |||
+ | Macho Macho Macho man | ||
+ | Try to be yourself & show respect | ||
+ | Who cares if you're so harder | ||
+ | It's only fools we can't tolerate | ||
+ | |||
+ | Boots & Braces - Boots & Braces | ||
+ | Skins & Punks, People unite ! | ||
+ | Boots & Braces - Boots & Braces | ||
+ | Your swastikas, shove it up your arse ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Two fists don't make a man | ||
+ | So you'd better leave all your fuckin' | ||
+ | Shake hands, shake hands, have a smile | ||
+ | When war is over, system watch out ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Tryin' to - To have a say - Without a word | ||
+ | D'you understand ? | ||
+ | Hard to - Open your minds - You'd rather kill | ||
+ | What you don't want | ||
+ | |||
+ | Boots & Braces - Boots & Braces | ||
+ | Skins & Punks, People unite ! | ||
+ | Boots & Braces - Boots & Braces | ||
+ | Your swastikas, shove it up your arse ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Broken Bones ==== | ||
+ | Hey! Rude Boy | ||
+ | awake! | ||
+ | You've been told so much bullshit | ||
+ | Hey! Rude Girl awake! | ||
+ | Do you know what the nazis did? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Seventy seven' | ||
+ | Angry youth lost its self control | ||
+ | Skrewdriver came starting to spread their lies | ||
+ | And you sang along and you sold your soul! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hey! Skinhead awake! | ||
+ | Let's take a listen to the sounds of the street | ||
+ | Hey! Skinhead awake! | ||
+ | Time has come to change this beat! | ||
+ | |||
+ | A racist Rude Boy ? It's a non-sense | ||
+ | A fascist Skinhead ? Go fuck yourself | ||
+ | A nazi punker ? It's a non-sense | ||
+ | Bloody non-sense ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hey! Rude Boy awake! | ||
+ | You've been told so much bullshit | ||
+ | Hey! Rude Girl awake! | ||
+ | Do you know what the nazis did ? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hey! Rudy, tell me what are you waiting for ? | ||
+ | Isn't it better when we're all equal ? | ||
+ | Hey! Rudy, tell me, what are you living for ? | ||
+ | Will you ever dare to quit this role ? | ||
+ | |||
+ | A racist Rude Boy ? It's a non-sense | ||
+ | A fascist Skinhead ? Go fuck yourself | ||
+ | A nazi punker ? It's a non-sense | ||
+ | Bloody non-sense ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hey! Skinhead awake! | ||
+ | Let's take a listen to the sounds of the street | ||
+ | Hey! Skinhead awake! | ||
+ | Time has come to change this beat! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sixty nine's spirit ? Take a look at yourself | ||
+ | You guinea pigs for the National Front! | ||
+ | That's ignorance & cowardice at their best | ||
+ | You've been warned for your broken bones ! | ||
+ | NB: Please take note that Skrewdriver WERE NOT a nazi band in 1977. | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Punx with Brains ==== | ||
+ | No money to pay | ||
+ | For the lower door-price | ||
+ | But a beer in the hand | ||
+ | And a twelve-pack in their bag | ||
+ | |||
+ | They don't have the slightest idea | ||
+ | Of what it is to set up a gig | ||
+ | They can't even imagine | ||
+ | We share responsibilities | ||
+ | |||
+ | Punx, punx, punx with brains | ||
+ | Yes we matter when nobody cares ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | You wanna leave school | ||
+ | So you think you'll be free | ||
+ | What happens in the end ? | ||
+ | You're fodder for their factories | ||
+ | |||
+ | You're victimized, you're innocent, | ||
+ | You lose control over your sense | ||
+ | You waste your life, you're a non-sense | ||
+ | Build up your mind for resistance ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Punx, punx, punx with brains | ||
+ | Yes we matter when nobody cares ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Social Headache ==== | ||
+ | My mind's in a | ||
+ | mess & my body's tired | ||
+ | I just can't bear to waste my time | ||
+ | I just can't stop to wonder why | ||
+ | I have to do this all my life | ||
+ | |||
+ | We've got to do the dirty jobs | ||
+ | Then they' | ||
+ | I really can't wait anymore | ||
+ | They' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hate the State | ||
+ | Bite the hand | ||
+ | That feeds you | ||
+ | Hang your boss | ||
+ | He's the one | ||
+ | that makes you... | ||
+ | Work to pay the food you need to work | ||
+ | |||
+ | They perfectly know what's our fate | ||
+ | They just want us to pay their rent | ||
+ | Urging us to work our ass off | ||
+ | We'd better cut their fuckin' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hate the State | ||
+ | Bite the hand | ||
+ | That feeds you | ||
+ | Hang your boss | ||
+ | He's the one | ||
+ | that makes you... | ||
+ | Work to pay the food you need to work | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Salt Lake Nazis ==== | ||
+ | When I see this | ||
+ | bunch of bastards | ||
+ | Drivin', | ||
+ | I just want to step on the gas | ||
+ | Til I hit them with my car | ||
+ | |||
+ | Aryan clones don't make me smile | ||
+ | Go away you fuckin' | ||
+ | Salt Lake City's big enough | ||
+ | Lock it up & kill your kind | ||
+ | |||
+ | Bicycle' | ||
+ | Praise your god I lose your track | ||
+ | Religion means death means boredom | ||
+ | Make your day..Smash a mormon ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mormons...Motherf*ckers since day one ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Strange Fruits ==== | ||
+ | Southern trees | ||
+ | bear a strange fruit, | ||
+ | Blood on the leaves and blood at the root, | ||
+ | Black body swinging in the Southern breeze, | ||
+ | Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees | ||
+ | |||
+ | Pastoral scene of the gallant South, | ||
+ | The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth, | ||
+ | Scent of magnolia sweet and fresh, | ||
+ | Then the sudden smell of the burning flesh | ||
+ | |||
+ | Aux arbres du Sud pendent d' | ||
+ | Des corps noirs qui se balancent | ||
+ | La douce odeur des magnolias | ||
+ | Chassée par la chair brûlée | ||
+ | |||
+ | Here's a fruit for the crows to pluck | ||
+ | For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck | ||
+ | For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop | ||
+ | Here is a strange and bitter crop | ||
+ | |||
+ | Aux arbres du Sud pendent d' | ||
+ | Des corps noirs qui se balancent | ||
+ | La douce odeur des magnolias | ||
+ | Chassée par la chair brûlée | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Mobile Assholes ==== | ||
+ | F*ckin wankers | ||
+ | disturbing the peace | ||
+ | Ringin' | ||
+ | No education, no respect at all | ||
+ | Posin' machines playin' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Guess who's calling, where am I calling from ? | ||
+ | Who do you think you are, pretentious assholes ? | ||
+ | Who needs to know you're not at home | ||
+ | Who needs to know, we're not your mom !! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mobile assholes, mobile assholes | ||
+ | Tryin' to play a social role | ||
+ | Mobile assholes, mobile assholes | ||
+ | Wherever you go you see these jocks | ||
+ | |||
+ | You'd like to be a businessman | ||
+ | You'd like to be the leader of the gang | ||
+ | Next month you'll have to pay the bill | ||
+ | Moaning cos all your money' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Who needs to know you're not at home | ||
+ | Who needs to know, we're not your mom !! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mobile assholes, mobile assholes | ||
+ | Tryin' to play a social role | ||
+ | Mobile assholes, mobile assholes | ||
+ | Wherever you go you see these jocks | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Here & Now ==== | ||
+ | You said you'd do | ||
+ | it - Here & now | ||
+ | A question of time - Here & now | ||
+ | A question of days - Here & now | ||
+ | The rich will pay - Here & now | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mobile assholes, mobile assholes | ||
+ | Tryin' to play a social role | ||
+ | Mobile assholes, mobile assholes | ||
+ | Wherever you go you see these jocks | ||
+ | (x2) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Using people as a steppin' | ||
+ | Double standards were easy to learn | ||
+ | Your victory now has a bitter taste | ||
+ | To fuck people over... | ||
+ | You became the best ! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Bords de Vienne ==== | ||
+ | La vieille clique | ||
+ | de bonnes familles | ||
+ | Qui se partage les richesses | ||
+ | S' | ||
+ | Qu' | ||
+ | Elle oublie un peu trop vite | ||
+ | Que la ville appartient | ||
+ | A tous ceux qui la font vivre | ||
+ | Quelle que soit leur couleur | ||
+ | |||
+ | Limoges - Limoges - N'est pas pour eux | ||
+ | Limoges - Limoges - Reste à ceux | ||
+ | Reste à ceux qui l'ont comprise | ||
+ | Reste à ceux...qui l'ont construite | ||
+ | |||
+ | Les grosses fortunes des collabos | ||
+ | Font regretter à certains | ||
+ | La période du IIIème Reich | ||
+ | La milice et Pétain | ||
+ | A 30 bornes d' | ||
+ | Ils ont la mémoire courte | ||
+ | Ils voudraient rallumer les fours | ||
+ | Et nous y brûler sans doute | ||
+ | |||
+ | Limoges - Limoges - N'est pas pour eux | ||
+ | Limoges - Limoges - Reste à ceux | ||
+ | Reste à ceux qui ont compris | ||
+ | Pourquoi ils...étaient ici | ||
+ | |||
+ | J'en vois qui ont du temps à perdre | ||
+ | Et préfèrent s'en prendre aux leurs | ||
+ | Que pourrait-il arriver | ||
+ | En cas de vrai malheur | ||
+ | & | ||
+ | Devise des dirigeants | ||
+ | Est-on censé l' | ||
+ | dans notre propre camp ? | ||
+ | |||
+ | Limoges - Limoges - N'est pas pour eux | ||
+ | Limoges - Limoges - Reste à ceux | ||
+ | Reste à ceux qui ont compris | ||
+ | Où sont vraiment...les ennemis | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Enchaîné ==== | ||
+ | L’école, tu | ||
+ | n’aimais pas ça | ||
+ | L’éducation ? Non, pas pour toi | ||
+ | Ton milieu, c’était la rue | ||
+ | La vie, la vraie, rien de plus | ||
+ | Tu vivais avec tes potes | ||
+ | Non, la galère, c’est pas la honte | ||
+ | Mais un jour t’en as eu marre | ||
+ | Tu voulais pas finir comme ça | ||
+ | |||
+ | Quitte à connaître la crasse | ||
+ | T’as voulu voir la working class | ||
+ | Lueur d’espoir sur ta grise mine | ||
+ | T’as embauché à l’usine | ||
+ | Vêtu de bleu, t’es ouvrier | ||
+ | La tête pleine de préjugés | ||
+ | T’as réussi et tu es fier | ||
+ | Bienvenue sur la chaîne | ||
+ | |||
+ | Ta culture, ils connaissent pas | ||
+ | Pourquoi en parler, pourquoi s’énerver | ||
+ | Les syndicats, tu n’y crois pas | ||
+ | Pourquoi adhérer, pourquoi s’enchaîner ? | ||
+ | Le patronat se fout de toi | ||
+ | Pourquoi le respecter, pourquoi s’abaisser ? | ||
+ | Tu vas transpirer, tu vas payer | ||
+ | Pourquoi continuer, pourquoi continuer | ||
+ | |||
+ | T’as voulu voir, t’es rassuré | ||
+ | Tu n’es là que pour trimer | ||
+ | Rapporter et produire plus | ||
+ | La fatigue pour tout bonus | ||
+ | Courbé du matin au soir | ||
+ | Non, pas de lueur d’espoir | ||
+ | Courbé du matin au soir | ||
+ | Non, pas de lueur d’espoir |