CPR011​-​The Underdogs "The Punk Demos Collection" LP

by Common People Records

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When I was small, I learned lots of things, pissed it all back by the wall Memories of school, kicking cobbled stones, smoking and breaking the... Prima donna of power still calls Tells me how I made a mess of it all But I ain't finished yet So let's go... I'm never gonna give up on myself! I'm still in spring, getting older everyday, but learning how to live Bring myself up, to do things my way, disregard the... Prima donna of power's still there, And they still stop and stare But I ain't finished yet... So let's go... I'm never gonna give up on myself! When I was small, I learned lots of things, pissed it all back by the wall Memories of school, kicking cobbled stones, smoking and breaking the... I'm never gonna give up on myself!
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A light ignites a dormant city A light so bright, a deadly glow The roads are blocked right to the border The rats are rising from below It's like a vision of hell We need air to breathe And the devil may get The breeding ground that he needs Love in a hate bomb! Don't need angels or a preacher What's wrong with using common sense No ego trips from madmen No time for a no heart president It's like a vision of hell We need air to breathe And the devil may get The breeding ground that he needs Love in a hate bomb! Watch out for that so-called leader I don't know when or how or where Cause when that brain of his heats up So will people everywhere It's like a vision of hell We need air to breathe And the devil may get The breeding ground that he needs Love in a hate bomb!
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Private Wars 03:00
It's 6 o’clock in the morning As I lay back to think I ignite 5 more minutes of cancer Then empty my guts in a bathroom sink There must be more to this life we're living Than getting pissed to drown our sorrows Cause alcohol brings on riots It's gonna mean no life tomorrow There's a kid waiting on your street corner with such antipathy to disrupt this world And if they'd curved him when he was younger Would he have done as he was told? His mum, she works the type right down London While his dad's on the dole up North Yet this kid ain't gonna hold out much longer Cause this persecution thing is turning to force So when papers are sold to public By transmission in your living room Kids of the ‘80s are just violent people With no special reason for burning down Rome Each war has a purpose What about feelings, these kids aren't just clones And I'll take a bet when they are grown up That they will make sure they have no broken homes Black and white kids they both got their problems In this world that's so insecure Some people don't believe in contraception And some people somewhere are fighting a war Last night a country was burned down to ashes And the guv said what was it for But if those kids lived to tell the story Instead of letting them fight their own private wars
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Make it Last 03:14
The city lights are burning bright Another night on the road again It’s getting cold down the motorway And it’s still, still only 5 am Make it last! My brain is crying that my body’s dying And I’ve still half a can to drink And I don’t know where to put myself Cause I’m too pissed to think Make it last! The city lights are burning bright Another night on the road again It’s getting cold down the motorway And it’s still, still only 5 am
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Rebel 04:15
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A paper flew in from the west on pollution bound that way And a little girl longed to run when she read it, that day But freedom's such a misused word over the border stretches Because the Steppes hold no compassion for freedom searching wretches Are there Russians in Russia? Are they really red? Ein Volk, Ein Reich, Ein Führer Black square instead of red (Freedom is dead!) Maybe life is bad in the western world with all this '1st World strife!' Just look at the leaders enjoying themselves while the people have no life East of Dachau there's a vacuum state, the walls are three mile high And for the people there's no escape until all the power runs dry Are there Russians in Russia? Are they really red? Ein Volk, Ein Reich, Ein Führer Black square instead of red (Guitar!) A paper flew in from the west on pollution bound that way And a little girl longed to run when she read it, that day But freedom's such a misused word over the border stretches Because the Steppes hold no compassion for freedom searching wretches Are there Russians in Russia? Are they really red? Ein Volk, Ein Reich, Ein Führer Black square instead of red
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The trains now arriving at this platform are filled with childhood dreams Teenage, a race obsessed by money who like to be on the scene? The man with the smooth-talk you better watch out for, you know he's smartly dressed He's gonna sell your arse for all it is worth kid, you're gonna get in a mess Johnny Go Home! (x4) Underneath the bridges, tied up in small ridges, they try to get some sleep While others shoot their load over pictures in Soho, and the rest they just weep Your arms are looking dirty, your nose gone red, and you're up in the clouds You better watch out for that bubble in your head or yergonna be flat out Johnny Go Home! (x4) You think your life is over and you wanna move cause you've lost a war of words But it’s better than being taken for a ride by these junkies of the world To think the war is over but its just another chapter in this English Civil War All the kids are leaving hometown, had another showdown, disappear for evermore Johnny Go Home! (x4)
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Vietnam 03:22
I could be so happy, fighting on the frontline Watching all blood spill over masses of barbed wire But I ain't seen no martyrs, only idiots for a cause With their American dream, salute a merry gun tragedy I could be so happy, fighting on the frontline Watching all blood spill over masses of barbed wire But I ain't seen no martyrs, only idiots for a cause With their American dream, salute a merry gun tragedy I could be so happy... With their Soviet dream, salute a so-VIET tragedy
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Late Starter 01:41
Alarm clock’s puntual again 6 o’clock and you feel so drained Had one too many last night And you didn’t get to bed while late It’s 9 o’clock on the factory floor You wish for the klaxon at half past four Scraping the deck for some hard-earned bread You wish Littlewoods knock at your door All this life just seems the same Have a pint, piss it back down the drain All these words come back to you It’s always been the same It’s 9 o’clock on the factory floor You wish for the klaxon at half past four Scraping the deck for some hard-earned bread You wish Littlewoods knock at your door
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Big Brother 02:28
Can you feel those eyes burning holes in the back of your head From that man in a mac smoking a long cigarette You never realised when you waved her from that train That your hands were so dirty in the government mind Big Brother’s gonna be watching you in 1984! The rebel states around the world are gonna be no more! Programmed in their black coats where cameras are their eyes To veto all the people means that robots shall survive Don’t fuck with government, they’ll bring you to your knees You can buy seclusion here, but you can’t buy peace Big Brother’s gonna be watching you in 1984! The rebel states around the world are gonna be no more! Big Brother’s gonna be watching you! Can you feel those eyes burning holes in the back of your head From that man in a mac smoking a long cigarette You never realised when you waved her from that train That your hands were so dirty in the government mind Big Brother’s gonna be watching you in 1984! The rebel states around the world are gonna be no more! No more!
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Dead Soldier 01:26
A soldier stands in the station rifle in his hand He’s fighting for his nation But no one understands If it’s not the IRA or other dogsbody from a rebel organisation But who is to say A soldier died that day A soldier died in the station Young and jobless join the army They say it’s good pay But when you die for so-called country Who’s gonna take the blame If it’s not some commie or other dogsbody from a rebel organisation But who is to say A soldier died that day A soldier died in the station So you fuck some other state Another murder on your slate But who’ gonna be crying When they impale you to a stake? If it’s not El Salvador or a Fascist at your door from a rebel organisation But who is to say A soldier died that day A soldier died in the station…
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Paint the sky red, and create an ideal full of praise A melting pot for militant boys Paint the sky red, and watch the hammer fall on peace No Moscow mecca for you boys You paint it red then run away You don’t invite but they invade You say you’d rather be red than dead But the Supreme Soviet’s gonna make you see red Paint the world red and become Another number for the count A pawn for the red machine Paint the world red and watch The way your leaders live You pave the way for hypocrite glory You paint it red then run away You don’t invite but they invade You say you’d rather be red than dead But the Supreme Soviet’s gonna make you see red You talk of hate, and the system and everything that’s wrong Then the shop floor fills up with lies Don’t rely on Big Brother, just be socially aware Don’t be fooled that this is paradise! You paint it red then run away You don’t invite but they invade You say you’d rather be red than dead But the Supreme Soviet’s gonna make you see red Paint it Red! Paint the sky red!
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Good Bye* 02:23

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Remastered at "Rana Studios" during summer 2015!

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released October 1, 2015

This compilation © Common People Records 2015. Issued under license from The Underdogs band. All tracks taken from their first demo “Riot in Rothwell” that was recorded in 1982, except tracks with * symbol, that have been taken from their second demo “East of Dachau”, recorded in 1983. All tracks have been remastered for their better sound quality at the ‘Rana Studios’ during summer 2015. Limited edition to 520 copies. Special thanks to: Pablo Monteagud, Aitor Roselló ‘Rana’, Tom Pomkin (UG) & Colin Lawson for scan all pics that we includes in this release.

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