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+ | ====== Paroles ====== | ||
+ | ===== The Business ===== | ||
+ | ==== Drinking & driving ==== | ||
+ | Half past 5 I'm in | ||
+ | the pub | ||
+ | Six O' | ||
+ | Eight O' | ||
+ | Sod the walk I'll take the car | ||
+ | |||
+ | Knock it back | ||
+ | Have another one | ||
+ | Drinking and driving is so much fun | ||
+ | |||
+ | In the motor off you go | ||
+ | Not too fast and not too slow | ||
+ | Keep your head and keep your cool | ||
+ | Must avoid that rightful pull | ||
+ | |||
+ | As you meander down the road | ||
+ | Don't forget your highway code | ||
+ | See the spot and take your pick | ||
+ | Out of the car to be sick! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Spirit Of The Street ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm coming at you | ||
+ | with the spirit of the street | ||
+ | From the ghettos with a hardcore beat | ||
+ | It don't matter if you're black or white | ||
+ | It's not your colour that makes it right | ||
+ | IF YOU MAKE A STAND | ||
+ | I'LL STAND WITH YOU | ||
+ | IF YOU TAKE MY HAND | ||
+ | WE'LL SEE IT THROUGH | ||
+ | Oi you punk what's wrong with you | ||
+ | Hardcore kids are coming through | ||
+ | Oi you skin how about you | ||
+ | You must unite or we'll be through | ||
+ | We've done our best to get by | ||
+ | Problems with this issue won't subside | ||
+ | One by one you can make a choice | ||
+ | One beating heart and inner voice | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Blood Ties ==== | ||
+ | In the dark and | ||
+ | sunless hours | ||
+ | On the streets of London town | ||
+ | There stood you and the boys | ||
+ | And you were always messing around | ||
+ | When the streets are out ot get you | ||
+ | And the sun refuses to shine | ||
+ | What's s kid supposed to do | ||
+ | But turn his life into crime | ||
+ | SOME SAY YOU WERE CRAZY | ||
+ | IT AIN'T TRUE (IF THEY ONLY KNEW) | ||
+ | HALF THE KIDS IN LONDON | ||
+ | ARE LIKE YOU | ||
+ | There was talk you killed your rival | ||
+ | But talking is no proof | ||
+ | You'll be off the manor for a while now | ||
+ | They don't believe the truth | ||
+ | Your brother is still alive though | ||
+ | He pulled through after all | ||
+ | The damage was superficial | ||
+ | When you pushed him for that fall | ||
+ | Night held you back | ||
+ | As you went through the door | ||
+ | You left a man lying | ||
+ | With a bullet on the floor | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== The Truth, The Whole Truth, And Nothing But The Truth ==== | ||
+ | How dare you sit | ||
+ | in judgment | ||
+ | Of working girls on the game | ||
+ | You're just as guilty your honour | ||
+ | Hiding facts behind your fame | ||
+ | DISHING OUT A PRISON TERM | ||
+ | FOR WHAT SHOULD BE THEIR RIGHT | ||
+ | WE WANT THE TRUTH | ||
+ | THE WHOLE TRUTH, AND NOTHING | ||
+ | BUT THE TRUTH | ||
+ | Pass the buck with a sentence | ||
+ | Learned upholder of decency | ||
+ | Dishonored your bench and all who sit on it | ||
+ | Paid young girls frequently | ||
+ | With your friends in high places | ||
+ | Hypocrite son of a bitch | ||
+ | The only reason you're still here | ||
+ | Is coz you're filthy rich | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== One Common Voice ==== | ||
+ | Stole the name | ||
+ | from the working class | ||
+ | Turned us into working brass | ||
+ | Sweating till my back breaks everyday | ||
+ | Take the long walk through the factory gates | ||
+ | As a nation is born a city is laid | ||
+ | A power generates for political gain | ||
+ | The rich man makes his way to capital goal | ||
+ | As a working man tries to make his way in the world | ||
+ | WE'RE ONE COMMON VOICE (x3) | ||
+ | IN THE WORLD | ||
+ | Some say your cards are all dealt in advance | ||
+ | Some say you're never ever given a chance | ||
+ | Till the day you die hope purities help | ||
+ | When the morning bell rings you're on the way to hell | ||
+ | Borders are the same between our kind and theirs | ||
+ | Been the fucking same for hundreds of years | ||
+ | As the working class struggles to get ahead | ||
+ | Someone brings the power down and knocks it on the head | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== What's The Story ==== | ||
+ | Was born and bred | ||
+ | Lived here all my life | ||
+ | Don't know why | ||
+ | But it just seemed right | ||
+ | Can't change me local | ||
+ | Can't change the firm | ||
+ | This is my story | ||
+ | Just listen and learn | ||
+ | NOW I'M A LOT WISER | ||
+ | I'M A FATHER OF A SON | ||
+ | TIMES HAVE CHANGED | ||
+ | I THOUGHT IT'S NEVER COME | ||
+ | Starting in a band | ||
+ | So young and nice | ||
+ | I didn't believe | ||
+ | Went over to football | ||
+ | Drank in the pubs | ||
+ | Couldn' | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Justice Not Politics ==== | ||
+ | Newspapers, | ||
+ | Magazines, Jobs galore | ||
+ | Middle class students, oh what a bore | ||
+ | Designer labels trendy post codes | ||
+ | Putting Charlie up your nose | ||
+ | Brand new cars take a look | ||
+ | Paid by daddy' | ||
+ | Your rebellion stands at the back of the club | ||
+ | Inking down notes with the bands blood | ||
+ | WE WANT JUSTICE NOT POLITICS (x4) | ||
+ | LITTLE BIT OF TROUBLE YOU TURN TAIL AND RUN | ||
+ | WHAT YOU ONCE BELIEVED IN NOW YOU TAKE THE PISS | ||
+ | BY WORD OF MOUTH AND NEGATIVE PRESS | ||
+ | What goes through your mind is a mystery | ||
+ | You watch street bands kickin in history | ||
+ | We're having a say your having a go | ||
+ | You're the first to spot a row at a punk show | ||
+ | Dancing and music' | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== One Thing Left To Say ==== | ||
+ | Caught up in | ||
+ | something | ||
+ | You didn't wanna do | ||
+ | It's not your fault so I'll leave it up to you | ||
+ | I'm trying, You're buying | ||
+ | One thing left to say | ||
+ | That there must be a better way | ||
+ | Thought you were big and brave | ||
+ | Now it's the only thing you crave | ||
+ | You've blacked out your memory | ||
+ | Is there anything out there you can see | ||
+ | I'm trying, You're buying | ||
+ | One thing left to say | ||
+ | That there must be a better way | ||
+ | Know you need help but you won't admit it | ||
+ | Going to them might put in it | ||
+ | Trying to handle your addiction | ||
+ | It's in your blood it's an affliction | ||
+ | I'm trying, You're buying | ||
+ | One thing left to say | ||
+ | That there must be a better way | ||
+ | I'm trying, Your buying | ||
+ | One thing left to say | ||
+ | That there must be a better way | ||
+ | Cry to the world you wanna break out | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Death To Dance ==== | ||
+ | It drives me mad, | ||
+ | it makes me sick | ||
+ | There' | ||
+ | Just ecstasy and laser lights | ||
+ | They' | ||
+ | DEATH TO DANCE, DEATH TO DANCE | ||
+ | GOTTA KILL IT OFF WHILE WE GOT A CHANCE | ||
+ | Anonymous faces senseless noise | ||
+ | Music by numbers electric toys | ||
+ | Kids ain't brainless know what you nicked | ||
+ | Money from mugs another bands hit | ||
+ | It's disco music with another name | ||
+ | We smashed 'em up now we're back again | ||
+ | Dealers in the warehouse being brave | ||
+ | Now the time to rave to the grave | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== No Time 4 U ==== | ||
+ | We grew up | ||
+ | together when we were only kids | ||
+ | Fighting against a world that didn't really exist | ||
+ | Don't know where it went wrong | ||
+ | And I don't know who to blame | ||
+ | |||
+ | NO TIME FOR YOU NOW | ||
+ | STILL WE CARRY ON | ||
+ | (x3) | ||
+ | Nestling on your pedestal low as low can be | ||
+ | The streets where we came from is where I wanna be | ||
+ | A rumour here a rumour there this time you're gonna fall | ||
+ | Time has passed the youth has gone you didn't get the call | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== SE12 ==== | ||
+ | I went to school | ||
+ | with Joey James said he's gonna make it anyway | ||
+ | Football, crime, rock n' roll Nothing else could save his soul | ||
+ | Headed out on his motorbike We were sixteen and loved a fight | ||
+ | Weekend gangsters old school mob the passion of youth and being a yob | ||
+ | WE WERE THE BOYS OF SE12 | ||
+ | A villain is a fighter and keeps on his toes carries a reputation wherever he | ||
+ | goes | ||
+ | Me and Joey were angels to the crew like villains we wanted to die for you | ||
+ | The children had gone inside for the day while back in bar the mob streams away | ||
+ | Something' | ||
+ | gun | ||
+ | Something' | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Crime Of The Century ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | It all started way | ||
+ | back then | ||
+ | A lifetime of robbery down in the East End | ||
+ | The jailbird' | ||
+ | I got no money | ||
+ | It's easy to see what time has done to me | ||
+ | A broken man without any stability | ||
+ | IT'S THE CRIME OF THE CENTURY (x2) | ||
+ | PROFESSION OF VIOLENCE DON'T MEAN MUCH TO ME | ||
+ | Whispers of a job | ||
+ | Some things never change down in the Southside | ||
+ | This is my action I want a piece of it | ||
+ | Safety deposit box | ||
+ | The place I'm gonna nick it is up in Knightsbridge | ||
+ | This is my chance to get on my feet again | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Informer ==== | ||
+ | Why'd you give him | ||
+ | 18 years | ||
+ | Leave a family drowning in tears | ||
+ | Baby boy baby girl | ||
+ | Now their lives a living hell | ||
+ | Some say it shouldn' | ||
+ | But life on the dole ain't no fun | ||
+ | SHOULDN' | ||
+ | YOU'RE AN INFORMER | ||
+ | You didn't have to name him to the law | ||
+ | Just trying to stop from being poor | ||
+ | Hopes the kids will pull through | ||
+ | Without a dad coz of you | ||
+ | Some say it shouldn' | ||
+ | But life on the dole ain't no fun | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Southgate (Euro '96) ==== | ||
+ | Gareth Southgate | ||
+ | stood on the spot | ||
+ | Couldn' | ||
+ | He'd be a hero with one toe punt | ||
+ | But sent it at the keeper oh what a cunt | ||
+ | SOUTHGATE' | ||
+ | SOUTHGATE' | ||
+ | Should he hit to the left | ||
+ | Should he hit to the right | ||
+ | Don't really matter coz he was shite | ||
+ | That's the way our luck goes | ||
+ | Couldn' | ||
+ | If I score this it'll be a killer | ||
+ | Coz they won't let me at Aston Villa | ||
+ | Didn't take a run up for the kick | ||
+ | Even me mum thinks I'm a prick | ||
+ | DANCE NOW WHATEVER YOU WILL BE | ||
+ | BUT HE MISSED THE FUCKING PENALTY | ||
+ | SO WE SMASHED UP THE TOWN | ||
+ | WHEREVER WE MAY BE | ||
+ | COZ HE MISSED THE FUCKING PENALTY | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Hardcore Hooligan ==== | ||
+ | YOU'RE JUST A | ||
+ | HOOLIGAN | ||
+ | A HARDCORE HOOLIGAN | ||
+ | (x2) | ||
+ | They' | ||
+ | They' | ||
+ | Cost of the tickets has gone through the roof | ||
+ | Hard to afford we're the living proof | ||
+ | Football clubs taking the piss | ||
+ | Boys like you don't put up with this | ||
+ | All seater grounds the rucking' | ||
+ | But up at the station we'll still have a war | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Get Out While You Can ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | You never question you never ask why | ||
+ | You never listen you never try | ||
+ | Never want to make a stand | ||
+ | With people like you, humanity' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Get out while you can (x3) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Get Out | ||
+ | Bomb could drop but you don't care | ||
+ | The cupboard' | ||
+ | People repressed but you don't see | ||
+ | The normal attitude sickens me | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Blind Justice ==== | ||
+ | Burn Burn Burn the papers scream out loud | ||
+ | Die die die sang the voices in the crowd | ||
+ | Lock him up and throw him in a cell | ||
+ | He didn't do it and you know full well | ||
+ | So burn burn burn the papers scream out loud | ||
+ | Die die die sang the voices in the crowd | ||
+ | |||
+ | And when it was over where did you go | ||
+ | |||
+ | To look at the photos of a dead hero | ||
+ | He was a victim of inhuman revenge | ||
+ | He was a scapegoat for political ends | ||
+ | And no one knows if he did it or not | ||
+ | They never thought that when they tightened the knot | ||
+ | Burn burn burn the papers screamed out loud | ||
+ | Die die die sang the people in the crowd | ||
+ | Lock him up and throw him in a cell | ||
+ | He didn't do it and you know full well | ||
+ | He wasn't there but you don't really care | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Work Or Riot ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | The winter of discontent' | ||
+ | Thatchers got trouble with her hearing | ||
+ | The voices of many are going unheard | ||
+ | I'd try to laugh if it wasn't absurd | ||
+ | |||
+ | This generation won't keep quiet | ||
+ | |||
+ | Work work work or riot | ||
+ | The time is now, to Unite | ||
+ | Work Work Work or riot | ||
+ | The old generation sit cold and die | ||
+ | Feed their facts and live the lie | ||
+ | In the papers every day | ||
+ | So many rebebls being put away | ||
+ | Have you ever heard punk on the radio? | ||
+ | Have you ever been to a skinhead show | ||
+ | No escape for people like you | ||
+ | Did that happen in your time too? | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== The Employers Blacklist ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Job chances seem very thin | ||
+ | Its a losing battle we all must win | ||
+ | The CBI are winning, keep down the pay | ||
+ | Mysterious people calling early in the day | ||
+ | The ' | ||
+ | No tears are shed for the children and the wife | ||
+ | The daly's ignore it or trat it with tact | ||
+ | Still when they have been known to report the fact | ||
+ | |||
+ | In our country so fair and free | ||
+ | |||
+ | Say the holders of our economy | ||
+ | There is a monster said no to exist | ||
+ | They call it the emloyers blacklist | ||
+ | Nobody really knows whats going on | ||
+ | Be a rebel and you'll always be wrong | ||
+ | Sam old faces are always seen | ||
+ | One side of the story told to the screen | ||
+ | The government is too wise to be tricked | ||
+ | Anyone too clever has to be nicked | ||
+ | You listen to this and you'll think i'm sick | ||
+ | Well if you think that mug, you've got to be sick | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Nobody Listened ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Didn't want the dole money in his hand | ||
+ | So he formed a chaos band | ||
+ | He didn't depend on anyone | ||
+ | He wanted to have some fun | ||
+ | |||
+ | Johnny took a chance thats what he said | ||
+ | |||
+ | Nobody listened and now he's dead | ||
+ | He didn't want no boring job | ||
+ | Or to become part of the mob | ||
+ | He didn't rely on anyone | ||
+ | And so became a kid on the run | ||
+ | He was the one who led the crowd | ||
+ | The law said his voice was too loud | ||
+ | They' | ||
+ | And later that night he passed away | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Suburban Rebels ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | They' | ||
+ | Tom Robinson' | ||
+ | Flared blue jeans and anoraks | ||
+ | With yellow streaks all down their backs | ||
+ | Who act so tough when their on TV | ||
+ | But trendy wankers don't scare me | ||
+ | Oi! Oi! Oi!-The chosen few | ||
+ | This is what we think of you | ||
+ | |||
+ | Suburban Rebels playing at reds | ||
+ | You would be urban terrorists | ||
+ | You don't scare us with your badges and banners | ||
+ | You know fuck all about heavy manners | ||
+ | Youre middle class kiddies from public school | ||
+ | Who writes your slogans on toilet walls | ||
+ | Like Tony Benns clones in plastic Macs | ||
+ | You wave hammer and sickle never Union Jacks | ||
+ | Got lots of mouth when you're in a crowd | ||
+ | But when you're alone-You don't speak loud | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Mortgage Mentality ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | I run a shop upon the hill | ||
+ | I give out orders at my will | ||
+ | People do as they' | ||
+ | Till the day that they' | ||
+ | Apart from work, life's a toss | ||
+ | 'Cos at home my wife's the boss | ||
+ | Ive got mortgage n all the loans | ||
+ | And a wife, 3 kids, and moans | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mortgage mentality, Mortgage mentality (x2) | ||
+ | |||
+ | I'm not really the one in charge | ||
+ | For this shop is much too large | ||
+ | I just wouldn' | ||
+ | I'm just another fool | ||
+ | For the guvnor its plain to see | ||
+ | That it's just got to be me | ||
+ | I'm the one with all the debts | ||
+ | So i've got to be the best bet | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Guttersnipe ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | You preach anarchy but you make the rules | ||
+ | Setting up heroes like celluloid fools | ||
+ | In 20 lines you put the world tonight | ||
+ | You're anti-war, but you wanna fight | ||
+ | |||
+ | Guttersnipe, | ||
+ | |||
+ | You ain't worth woth a light | ||
+ | You spread lies to hide the truth | ||
+ | Leaders of the misled youth | ||
+ | Promote the myth to hide the vice | ||
+ | Intelects who don't think twice | ||
+ | You've got your badges, you've got your causes | ||
+ | Label under civilian forces | ||
+ | In black and whit upon your face | ||
+ | There' | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Real Enemy ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Reality punk is all together | ||
+ | Fighting each other, it just aint clever | ||
+ | You've got the wrong enemy picking on a friend | ||
+ | If we don't stand together then this is the end | ||
+ | Todays youth stand together | ||
+ | In your combat or your leather | ||
+ | There is a cause, a cause to fight | ||
+ | Not each other, we must unite | ||
+ | |||
+ | Fight the real enemy (x4) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Banned from the clubs every night | ||
+ | Same old story, will you ever see the light? | ||
+ | Everyone together now listen to me | ||
+ | Don't fight each other fight the real enemy | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Another Rebel Dead ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | They found him in the lane | ||
+ | With cocaine in his brain | ||
+ | They found him on his own | ||
+ | But he didn't die alone | ||
+ | |||
+ | I heard what they said, Another Rebel dead | ||
+ | |||
+ | They say he killed himself, but it was someone else | ||
+ | His name was on their list | ||
+ | But now he don't exist | ||
+ | He didn't stand a chance | ||
+ | Upon his grave they dance | ||
+ | They were determined to blow him out | ||
+ | And so the papers read | ||
+ | That Johnny Smith was dead | ||
+ | A little girl asked why | ||
+ | And made her brother cry | ||
+ | Why did they make him go away? | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Sabotage the Hunt ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Lying in wait, here they come | ||
+ | Dressed in red, of course having fun | ||
+ | Trumpet blow height of their day | ||
+ | The fox will die if they have their way | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sabotage sabotage sabotage the hunt today | ||
+ | Sabotage sabotage sabotage it anyway | ||
+ | |||
+ | Here they come with horse and hounds | ||
+ | Fox it runs in leaps and bounds | ||
+ | Middle class murderers must be blocked | ||
+ | Destruction of wildlife must be stopped | ||
+ | Go near their horses and your kicked | ||
+ | Try to stop 'em and you'll be nicked | ||
+ | They' | ||
+ | All we can do is watch in awe | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Harry May ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Harry runs his business | ||
+ | From above the dodgy lop | ||
+ | His brother runs a chemist | ||
+ | Its a front for anadin | ||
+ | |||
+ | Whats his name-Harry May! (x2) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Harry Harry Harry May (x2) | ||
+ | |||
+ | Harry' | ||
+ | A shooter in the boot | ||
+ | Killing is his living | ||
+ | It's where he makes his loot | ||
+ | Now he's turned 60 | ||
+ | He's giving it a miss | ||
+ | He's given up his shooter | ||
+ | And he's always on the piss |