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Obvious solution
04:51
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Somewhere in the city tonight, a maniac’s on the prowl,
lurking in the shadows, as he stalks his prey
He’s waiting for the chance, to grab another victim by surprise,
to violate their bodies in the darkness of the night.
Why do we let this happen why does this still carry on,
Let’s bring back the rope for the vermin
Let’s bring back the rope for the scum!
No thought is given to the stress that is caused to the victims,
or their families after thee ordeal,
the only thought that may be given is that for himself
and he satisfies his desires in the darkness of the night.
Why do we let this happen why does this still carry on,
Let’s bring back the rope for the vermin
Let’s bring back the rope for the scum!
He may be foiled that is, if he’s ever caught,
then he’ll be back on the streets again, only after a few years,
because the judge of this land of ours, is so out of touch,
with the punishment required of the crime of such.
Why do we let this happen why does this still carry on,
Let’s bring back the rope for the vermin
Let’s bring back the rope for the scum!
If a public referendum was held we’d see the truth prevail,
we’d see that justice is demanded by the vast majority
because they sit in their cell all day on role 43,
which is no real deterrent like the rope would be.
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2. |
Grip on reality
04:17
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Far of thoughts come flowing to my mind, like some idealistic dream,
memories from my distant past, and how things might of been,
opportunity’s I could of taken but alas i let them slip by,
sadness starts to overwhelm me as I stare towards the sky.
But then I get a grip on reality and the sadness starts to fade,
as I realise that fate decides the future that we lead,
ain’t no point in dwelling on what might of been,
gotta strive to do your best, and destiny will take the lead!
As the years go by every day, I wonder if things will change,
will I be in the same situation or is it all in vain,
all the trials and tribulations that seem to come my way,
like some sort of test upon me, to see if I’ve got what it takes.
But then I get a grip on reality and the sadness starts to fade,
as I realise that fate decides the future that we lead,
ain’t no point in dwelling on what might of been,
gotta strive to do your best, and destiny will take the lead!
Been so much pain in my life, enough to last me a lifetime,
like the day my father walked out, and my mother had to continue,
struggled hard scrimped and saved, so as to clothe and feed me,
brings back such painful memories, I guess some things never change.
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3. |
Shattered minds
03:41
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In the years that get taken out of your life, you spend most of the time looking forward to the day,
the sentence is over the chains are unlocked, the chains are finally taken away.
The dreams of your life and all your fears run through your mind from previous years,
and just when you think your on top, the nightmare begins and sends you over the top.
So many changes that you have to adopt, but thats no problem if you can handle that,
you know what you want so do it your way, home will be alright at the end of the day.
The nightmare begins and makes you wanna cry, cos all those dreams you have to say goodbye,
The nightmare begins and makes you wanna cry, cos all those dreams you have to say goodbye!
Your mind is shattered your heart is destroyed, the things you love you have to avoid
all those all those plans now seem down the drain, it hurts so much, it drives you insane.
I know it seems rough when you first get out, but stick to the path and you'll work it all out,
you gotta keep faith you gotta have hope or you'll end up on that slippery slope,
do what you want cos it could lead to more pain, you'll only suffer for your mental strain,
so next time think before you act the problem could be yours its a matter of fact.
Your mind is shattered your heart is destroyed, the things you love you have to avoid,
all those all those plans now seem down the drain, it hurts so much, it drives you insane.
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4. |
What do you know?
04:46
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The time has come now and I have decided not to listen to your bullshit it's so one sided,
you moan and you preach about my way of life never buckle under cos I know I'm right,
I speak my mind as I choose to do, got no time for your opinion or your points of view,
Don't come to me with your rights of way, you can stick your leaflets up your own rear entry!
You went to public school, had it easy all your life, never known trouble hardship or strife,
little rich kid who got everything he wanted financed by daddy who put you through college,
Straight from university with a degree it doesn't count for nothing or impress me,
stop your moralising on how to lead my life when you know fuck all about what things are really like.
What do you know,
What do you know about life?
What do you know, What do you really know about life?
You pretend to come from a council estate, but these are the places you really hate!
There's to disguising the disgust that you feel, when faced with reality of urban decay,
you took to dressing like a tramp, its all a disguise to appear working classy know exactly
Where your coming from, middle class wanker who's values are all wrong yeah!
What do you know,
What do you know about life?
What do you know, What do you really know about life?
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5. |
Sick of life
02:05
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I sit around the house but there's nothing to do,
I feel like killing someone, I feel like killing you,
Your just a stupid bitch and you get on me nerves,
get out of my life you fucking flirt.
Cos I'm sick of life and I'm sick of love, sick of life and I'm sick of love!
I go to bed at 9 when Im feeling fine,
I hate you, I hate you, you know that I do,
you come round my house but I don't want you back,
you know I don't, you know I don't, I don't want you back.
Cos I'm sick of life and I'm sick of love!
Sick of life and I've had enough!
Sick of life and I'm sick of love, sick of life and I'm sick of love!
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6. |
This is our music
03:08
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You try to put us all down, or bands just like us,
but we don’t give a shit, about you and what you think of us,
cos we will always be here, we will always play our music,
for the working class, cos that’s our class, stuff your politics up your arse.
This is our music, don’t you tell us what to say,
This is our music, cos we will always play,
This is our music, don’t you tell us what to say,
This is our music, cos we will always play, for the people that’s here today!
You put the blame on us with your politics and your lies,
just we’re working class it comes as no surprise,
and now we’re up here playing just for you,
well it’s up to you yeah, cos we’ve got our own views.
This is our music, don’t you tell us what to say,
This is our music, cos we will always play,
This is our music, don’t you tell us what to say,
This is our music, cos we will always play, for the people that’s here today!
So now you’ve heard just what we’ve got to say,
I doubt our honesty will change your ignorant ways,
because we’ll always keep the same views,
all we’ve got to say is a big Fuck Off to you.
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7. |
Reflection of the times
03:11
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These times are changing on reflections of the times,
and the public have become outraged at the upsurge in crime
can someone tell me what has gone so badly wrong
I know times are hard but all morals seem to have gone.
Old woman are not safe at night lying in their beds,
and women can not walk the streets without keep turning their heads,
whats happening to our cities, whats happening to our towns,
it seems that the law has broken right down.
Innocents of childhood that has been taken away,
theres drugs on sale in schools even as we speak today.
Respect for authority that no longer exists,
with a generation of delinquents that would usually co exist.
What has brought about this decline, that has taken place,
the whole systems in chaos or is that just a phase,
whats caused this breakdown, must soon be put back right,
we're facing Increasing torment by day and by night.
I hear you ask "whats the answer" well frankly I don't know,
if something ain't done soon revolution here we go!
The majority of the people will only take so much more,
leaving some to look for utopia, that their searching for.
We’ll here here we go again politics has raised its head,
and some out there would say, better dead than to be red.
What is the answer I hope it gets found soon, before some manic talks,
about sending them to the moon.
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8. |
Mr. Politician
03:52
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Hey now Mr. Politician, don't you dare talk to me,
cos I can see right through your smile and all your hypocrisy,
bullshit speeches promises broken is what your really about,
so don't you come looking for my vote cos your word well it carries no clout.
We won't change our mind Mr. Politician,
nothing you say or do will make us listen!
I've seen you going door to door canvasing for more votes,
holding babies in your arms and coming out with the usual quotes,
pretending you know what life's about, but really you ain't got a clue,
well all your lies won't change my mind no matter what you do.
We won't change our mind Mr. Politician,
nothing you say or do will make us listen!
You've been lying for so long, you've started to believe what you say,
well don't you know Mr. Politician, Revolution's on its way!
you tax us take away our rights make up laws we've never had before,
stop your lying admit the truth, you don't really know the score.
We won't change our mind Mr. Politician,
nothing you say or do will make us listen!
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9. |
Memories of Saturday
05:21
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A Saturday would arrive and all the firms would meet,
down in the bar or the corner of the street,
ready to wage war on a Saturday afternoon,
a riot on the terraces was all part of the norm.
We’d be all tooled up, and ready to start fighting,
alongside ya mates was a good old feeling,
waiting all week for a Saturday,
waiting for the moment when someone would say.
Oi! Oi! lads Saturday’s here, let’s go and fight for our colours,
Oi! Oi! lads Saturday’s here, steam into them and take no prisoners,
Oi! Oi! lads Saturday’s here, we’ll never be beaten cos we’re the business,
Oi! Oi! lads Saturday’s here, it’s gonna end up with a war on the terraces.
Blood would flow,and a few skulls would be cracked,
the unfortunate victim would face a savage attack,
the only thing to save him would be a charge from the his firm,
or the sound of police sirens racing to the ground.
We’d be all tooled up, and ready to start fighting,
alongside ya mates was a good old feeling,
waiting all week for a Saturday,
waiting for the moment when someone would say.
The headlines in the papers next day would say the same old story,
the national games been brought to shame by this violent orgy,
carnt they realise we have to let off steam,
with a riot on the terraces while supporting your local team.
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10. |
Fight Back
04:25
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We're doing nothing wrong, we're only hanging about
we're thrown into to a cell and kicked about.
Just for hanging around is that such a crime, the next thing you know,
you're doing time for these BASTARDS.
There's just no justice any more!
We've got to stand and fight them all!
We gotta fight em back!
Now im stuck in a cell, but I don't give a fuck,
they should take us for what we are and take a better look.
They make us speak about, things we haven't done,
it’s all in their minds, their like a loaded gun.
There's just no justice any more!
We've got to stand and fight them all!
We gotta fight em back!
When will you realise, just what you're doing wrong,
there's kids getting killed every day you just don't want to know.
Society's slipping down, its all going down hill,
the government don't give a fuck, I guess they never will.
There's just no justice any more!
We've got to stand and fight them all!
We gotta fight em back!
BASTARDS!
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Common People Records Barcelona, Spain
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