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+====== Paroles ======
+===== Conflict =====
+==== The Right To Reply ====
+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 preach and teach examinational tests,
+So the political privileged 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 britain they pledge to invest,
+In skills and communities with renewed interest.
+To build schools of education, not colleges of crime
+A manifesto so perfectly timed.
+Providing help for the helpless, their new commissions strive,
+For a stable re-educated society by nineteen-ninety-five.
+Meanwhile, we fight on in desperation trying to break through.
+Their barriers of insanity and even now they know it's true,
+That to eradicate 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 that 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 made by 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, then dismiss in your stride.
+I'm still hoping for the hopeless,
+And making excuses for the lawless.
+==== Someday Soon ====
+Someday soon we'll take vacations on the moon.
+Someday soon we'll build great cities under water.
+And someday soon we'll create the ultimate human being.
+And someday soon you won't believe just 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 A.I.D.S. develops in it's victims,
+Science counts the cost 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 policemen's ball again,
+We sing our songs of disgust, but they don't hear 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.
+A world with any hope is all they can expect.
+Someday soon we'll take vacations on the moon.
+And someday soon we'll build great cities under water, yeah!
+Someday soon we'll create the ultimate human being.
+And someday soon.
+==== No More Excuses ====
+Safe as sound (x13)
+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 just have to make it known.
+This is not too serious, to have to make it known.
+Sick
+After
+Choosing
+Carelessly
+Health
+Aids
+Replacement
+Instead of
+Nothing
+Children's
+Addictions
+Understand
+Sensless
+Exit
+Selling
+Cheap
+Affordable
+Nonsense
+Climate
+Effect
+Reversed
+Wanting a distance.
+Wanting existence.
+I want my distance,
+I want to exist
+As safe as sound (x5)
+==== A Declaration Of Independence ====
+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.
+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 tired 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? 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 when we weep over what their
+society aborts
+President Reagan and the pope face assassinations' 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 Prince 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
+Argentina invades Falklands
+And Spielberg captures our imaginations
+Unemployment rises above three million
+And 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 Israel invades Lebanon
+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
+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 to save his country after the assassination of his mother
+Millions face starvation in Ethiopia
+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
+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
+Beirut gun man attack U.N.,
+Argentinean 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
+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
+Berlin wall is torn down freedom sweeps the East
+In China a light of hope in Tiannamen square is extinguished
+In Romania the people fight against the dictator Ceaucescu and with his death
+they win
+For once it seems a hope and good can prevail
+Saddam Hussein invades Kuwait
+U.N. troops leave to face the unknown horrors of modern warfare
+Mandela is freed
+The Soviet pulls out of Czechoslovakia
+And Maggie Thatcher resigns
+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 only just beginning
+Yellow ribbons are everywhere
+With the release of John McCarthy, it seems at last the world is changing for
+the better.
+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 eyes 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 Institution Of Dreams ====
+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, angelic 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 something'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 acceptance 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,
+He holds sweet truth, she 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 is it wrong
+To hold love and feelings for more than one, and well that's another song.
+==== Climbimg The Stairs ====
+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 a visions of insane men
+Unaware on the stairs, caught by the same gang
+Pure hatred on young and aged faces
+One, two, three, they ain't leaving traces
+As someone pushes past, I'm track 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're all over the place
+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 they're creeping down the backstairs
+I shout, "Hey, what am I getting this for?
+I weren't even there, I didn't go past the door".
+But the baton rains down, the boots pile in
+Why don't they leave it, look at the state that I'm in
+The choppers chops hard, the blade cuts deep
+Flesh hangs off in slices and I start to weep
+The baton rains down, the boots pile in
+I feel a strange peacefulness building up within
+The choppers chops 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 misery
+Climbing the stairs
+For the unaware?
+To see
+==== A Question Of Priorities  ====
+The winds of change are now blowing again, I can sense it, I can feel it, like a
+breath of fresh air.
+Thousands upon thousands of words, is our right to reply.
+A question of priorities, in a universal role.
+Memories surround of bitter times, so don't expect too much, as all seems lost,
+when the world finally says give up.
+From the dark wind wept streets, I see a glimmer of light, of hope, a presence
+of defiance.
+I wonder, and I realise, that while some wait for miracles, others may help
+create them.
+From a room that has no view, I gaze from the window; I consider our purpose,
+the cold stars look down, and there's a feeling that someone, or something, is
+always looking, strange, cos it's, it's like, it's like careful observation, the
+sweetest manipulation, those smiling images of love, a confused pattern of
+trust, a feeble structure fleeing, responsibility and feelings, and I wonder
+who, what, why where and when and if in fact I'm still believing?
+In all those moments we've shared.
+Of all the things that we have been through.
+I feel happiness, sadness, remember the places that we have been to push our
+views and ideas home.
+Of meeting people who feel alone.
+Of seeing anguished faces smile again,
+An achievement? Well I hope.
+As we swim from the shore, I can feel the undercurrent.
+I hear songs of hope and glory, but how deep is their ocean?
+We turn and face obsession, a painful reminder from tomorrow.
+The seas a funny shade of blue now, do we drown in mistakes sorrow?
+A nation remains silent, burnt out skulls, blank expressions.
+An image of convenience, in reality's succession.
+Blind in the one-eyed kingdom, following those who followed last,
+Who follow those, who followed before them. Is there a future in the past?
+==== Is Never To Die  ====
+I have slept so long, for so long.
+There lies my regret, sighing and grieving.
+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 grieving.
+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 the 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.
+To live on in hearts, is never to die.
+==== These Colours Don't Run ====
+The factories still churning out
+Of that there's not a single doubt
+There's more snide shit from their flea pits
+They could couldn't give a fucking shit.
+It's true, overdue, and plain to see,
+The plight of those in misery
+A dead necked vision, product of subsidence
+Fucked up, and held in screaming silence
+Another police force investigation
+Blatant lies, false fucked suggestions
+Is it all down to communications?
+Or does the grass need cutting?
+Has it change 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 fucking fuck?
+But the lefties scream outside the courts
+Looking to lay the blame, it's no ones fault
+They show sincerity, Oh! how much they care
+Yeah! In their sick, twisted cause, in their affairs
+A black coy has just missed his bus
+A racist attack? Or blood thirsty lust?
+Again the left jump on the back of the weeks attack
+And force feed, socialist shit militant crap.
+They blatantly try and whip up violence
+Keep their arseholes shut? Keep it silent.
+Another black person has died, that is true
+But are you suprised? I ain't, because I already knew
+By promoting political deaths, they could not give a fucking toss
+The sexism reign in green mans world
+The A.L.F. proves yet again that they won't be told
+That what they do (or don't) is totally wrong
+So fuck off you insane cunts, it still remains... our song!
+Detention centres for the relentless
+Approved schools for the fools
+Abolish the jury, punish the fury
+But it's our power that you fuel
+So it is basically blatantly obvious
+And in fact fucking 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 right back into your eyes,
+So don't you ever, never ever,
+Think that I mignt trip or slip
+Right down your stairs
+Into your cells, where unaware,
+You can beat and fuck 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 about our causes instead?
+What made the maddened go to extreme lenghts
+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 into the bin
+Of those that won't beg for their pittance
+And that still remains our fucking difference
+Who will not beg to their Jesus, God
+Christ I've had enough of that!
+Christ I've had enough of this!
+==== Increase The Pressure ====
+Never mind the bullshit, here's the facts
+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
+Power ain't been tested, so now's the time to fuck them up again
+Fuck them up again (x2)
+==== Law And Order ====
+Punks! -- The system maintains -- Law and order
+No more law and order. Those words they say it all
+Its 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 interrogate, discriminate, smash demos and assault
+They sort out all the queers and keep the wogs locked in a vault
+And they're here for protection but protection for who?
+They all wear the 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 the 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 privilege no matter what the cost
+Now you're the piggy in the middle and they couldn’t give a toss
+They sit back and laugh, yes they laugh at you too
+Cos they also wear a badge that says "we use you"
+It’s just the same old story of a state going wrong
+Where possessions matter and people don’t
+Don’t be surprised that we've turned against you
+Because if you side with them, it’s fuck you too
+==== From Protest To Resistance ====
+No!
+No, there's no fucking way
+That anything’s going to change
+It depends on you and you know
+We can protest until death, they won’t listen
+Don’t sit back and think it will happen
+They won’t give up what they have robbed
+Stand up and resist
+But while the leaders have caught on, we see that they’ve prepared for civil war
+While on our side we squabble about who does what and who sells more
+There's women with just one reason, to fight for their equality
+Forgetting the system holds superiority
+First, we've got to come together, so fuck the differences
+It doesn’t matter if its noise or music, to them we all talk piss
+To them we’re the sick farce, now lets not prove them right
+If we're to stand the slightest chance, we must unite and fight
+We must never give up, make sure our message ain't forgotten
+That’s if they won't fucking stop, then we’re gonna fucking stop them!
+==== Though Shit Mickey ====
+Mother Nature smiles and cracks a new days dawn
+Most people on the earth are sleeping comfortably and warm
+Out in the fields and pastures, it’s another new day too
+One without the 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 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 go to riding school, mother washes up the crap
+One son plays with soldiers; the other aggravates the cat
+Back out in the fields a different story’s taking place
+Foxes cower with their cubs to escape the human race
+Rabbits run for life, deer take cover in the trees
+The mother sighs with disbelief, then prepares the meat
+Liberate, liberate
+Liberate, liberate -- Think what you’re doing -- Liberate, liberate
+Liberate, liberate -- The systems set to ruin -- Liberate, liberate
+Liberate, liberate -- The life, not the profit -- Liberate, liberate
+Liberate, liberate-- We’ve got to fucking stop it
+Because before too long there will nothing left alive
+Not a creature on the land or sea, a bird in the sky
+They’ll be shot, harpooned, eaten and hunted too much
+Vivisected by the clever men who prove that there’s no such
+Thing as a fair world with live and let live
+The royal family go hunting what an example to give
+To the people they lead and that 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 will fucking whip them back
+Because I have had enough of this madness in those theatres of hell
+Enough of them hounding the fox to the kill
+Of baby seals being clubbed, their mothers cut up
+They satisfy their greed, their wealth’s built on blood
+Of their slaughterhouse haunting the back of the mind
+The gas chamber of the farm life, the end of the line
+It’s a shame about that mouse!
+==== Punk Inn'It ====
+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
+I can’t move unless you fucking do (x2)
+I can’t move unless you don't do
+You can’t move unless I choose to (x3)
+How much longer are we gonna wait?
+I never said it could
+I said it would
+It can
+It will (x7)
+It is... Happening
+==== As Others See Us ====
+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
+O.K. 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!
+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 don’t know shit... you make me sick
+==== Cruise... ====
+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
+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
+What are we going to be doing now it’s 1984? (x8)

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