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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
The backlash has started, but we ain't fucking laughing Take a look at how much has changed, there ain't much to smile about We've done four years of
The system maintains law and order throughout the land On which our futures already planned To serve the leaders quest for power To remember our position
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
scientists 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
