FUN GOING ON Crass

maybe you think it's the new new wave well all it is is just another rave maybe it looks like the writing's on the wall but you've seen it before, it's another death pall so somebody's coming with the

DEADHEAD Crass

tired bored sad people, tired bored sad lives endless cars on endless roadways endless shopfronts with endless lies even the winners, even the punters, tight lipped packages, think it's bad can't imagine

BANNED FROM THE ROXY Crass

fuck 'em, chosen to make my stand against what i feel is wrong with this land just sit there on their overfed arses feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes keep their fucking power cos their finger's

RIVAL TRIBAL REBEL REVELS (PART 2) Crass

cor blimey guvnor i'm the big 'un, cop an eyeful of this muscular arm being tough 'n' rough is my kind of fun but, of course i never do no harm ain't my fault i like cracking bones, gives me a funny

BEG YOUR PARDON Crass

now we're lost in the darkness, searching sound and sight of an answer to the what, where or how we're talking 'bout freedom while we're locked in a cell dreaming of a world without war forced to live on

NINETEEN EIGHTY BORE Crass

switch on the set, light up the screen fantasise and dream about what you might have been who needs controlling when they've got the cathode ray they've got your fucking soul, now they'll fuse your brains

MOTHER LOVE Crass

need to be the perfect man and wife chorus like a fucking dustbin they fill you up with trash tell you all that life is, is working for some cash life's a competition and you've got to be the best tread on

REJECT Crass

hated they tell me i'm not what they'd like me to be it's their fault, you can't blame me they fucking tricked me half the time now they've got to stand in line they don't like it when they see me have fun

DO THEY OWE US A LIVING? Crass

they don't want me anymore threw it on the floor used to call me sweet thing i'm nobody's plaything now that i am different you'd love to bust my head you'd love to see me cop-out love to see me dead chorus

HURRY UP GARRY (the parsons farted) Crass

fools your sit behind your typewriters shovelling shit rotting in the decadence of your crap lined pit waiting for the action, so you can grab a part but it stinks so bad [where you come from] who's going

YOU CAN BE WHO? Crass

abusing each other as your work off your fears go climb a mountain, go fuck a scout avoidance of self is what it's about pretence and illusion to avoid who you are don't work on yourself, just polish the

REALITY WHITEWASH Crass

the best she can doesn't do it for herself, she does it for her man and meanwhile he's out hunting, this master of the hunt cruising down the high street in his endless search for cunt and the posters on

SO WHAT Crass

they ask me why i'm hateful, why i'm bad they tell me i got things they never had they tell me go to church and see the light cos the good lord's always right so what, so what so what if jesus died on

ANGELS Crass

the angels are on t.v. tonight grey puke, celluloid shit the army have sent a mission to ireland just to see to it kojack is on the streets again grey puke, fucking shit the army say the seek peace in

WHITE PUNKS ON HOPE Crass

they said that we were trash well the name is crass not clash they can stuff their punk credentials cause it's them that take the cash they won't change nothing with their fashionable talk their rar

GENERAL BACARDI Crass

music hall stages look for change in colour supplement pages they think that by talking from some distant tower they something might change in the structure of power they dream, they dream, never walk on

BUMHOOLER Crass

chorus: if they drop a bomb on us, we fucking deserve it we know we got it coming, we fucking deserve it they got a comfy set up, they'll try and preserve it we had the early warning, we can sit and

END RESULT Crass

i am product, i am a symbol of endless, hopeless, fruitless, aimless games i'm a glossy package on the supermarket shelf my contents aren't fit for human consumption i could tragically injure your perfect

DRY WEATHER Crass

you ride on me suck my energy you take what you want when you want it you reject any change that i make you ask me for more when i've spent it when i've given it all, you still take is there anyone prepared

SYSTEM Crass

you can swear by who the fuck you like but you're still on the roof i'm not gonna change the system they're not gonna change the system we're not gonna change the system where does that leave you?

POISON IN A PRETTY PILL Crass

your tactile eyes running over glossy paper printed on with tactile lies of glaze and gauze they say "forget yourself, adorn with this disguise" this womanhood of smooth and tampered whores let me warn

HEARD TOO MUCH ABOUT Crass

and office aware there's something missing, but living with their losses there's no fight to get where they'd rather be only the accepting of dependency wait in the shop, for what you ain't got lying on

MOTHER-EARTH Crass

it's myra hindley on the cover your very own sweet anti-mother there she is, on the pages of the star ain't that just the place you wish you were?

MAJOR GENERAL DESPAIR Crass

just hatred, poverty, aggression, misery so much money spent on war when three quarters of the world is so helplessly poor major general despair sits at his desk, planning a new mode of attack he's quite

WOMEN Crass

war is mens money, they pay with their bodies there is no purity in that game only blood, death and bribery it's all the fucking same but we've got the power don't just stand there and take submission on

TIRED Crass

i don't want it, you can take it back i don't want to face another attack shits all running round looking for a crack wannanother corpse to put on the stack? what do you want? what do you want?

PUNK IS DEAD Crass

yes that's right, punk is dead it's just another cheap product for the consumers head bubblegum rock on plastic transistors schoolboy sedition backed by big time promoters cbs promote the clash ain't

WHAT A SHAME Crass

doesn't take much to bring you down there are plenty of people standing round wait till you slacken off just a bit then they fill you up with passive bullshit it's too good. it can't last. what a ...

ASYLUM Crass

i am no feeble christ, not me he hangs in glib delight upon his cross above my body christ forgive. forgive? i vomit for you jesu shit forgive down now from your cross down now from your papal hei...

YOU PAY Crass

you're paying for prisons, you're paying for war paying for lobotomies, you're paying for law paying for their order, paying for their murder paying for your ticket to watch the farce knowing you'...

WHAT THE FUCK? Crass

(chorus) What now? Now you would destroy the earth Dry, the river beds What now? Now in your control, birth and death Dry, the bodies, incandescent in the heat Your fire is melting both soil and s...

SUCKS Crass

do you really believe in buddha? buddha sucks do you really believe in jesus? jesus fucks chorus: is it alright really? it is alright really? is it working? do you really believe in marx? marx fuc...

SYSTEMATIC DEATH Crass

system, system, system - death in life system, system, system - the surgeons knife system, system, system - hacking at the cord system, system, system - a child is born poor little fucker, poor li...

CRUTCH OF SOCIETY Crass

don't want to bury my head in the crutch of society perverted parent that takes my energy sucking me dry with your morals, your threats christ, your queen, your politics fucking hypersensitive, su...

FIGHT WAR, NOT WARS Crass

fight war, not wars (x 8)

SECURICOR Crass

i'm a private in a private army etc.. i am a working for securicor take the money and come back for more i want to do it cause i know i should for the customer and the common good i walk around wi...

DARLING Crass

they sell us love as divinity when it's only a social obscenity underneath they're all lovable chorus: hello hero, hero hello. hello hero, hello hello. hello hero, hero hello. hello hero, hero hel...

Bleak Soulfly

Maggots crawling, posers falling Suffocating in garbage So much trash in excess Feed your ego up your ass On your knees, blood sucking pigs Die of your own disease Worms and ashes, feed the masses Up your

Ho, Ho, Ho, and a Bottle of Rhum Jimmy Buffett

Santa's stressed out as the holiday season draws near He's been doing the same job now going on two thousand years He's got pains in his brain and chimney scars cover his buns He hates to admit it

Fun 보아 (BoA)

데미라이 소 코코카라와 키미토 you you baby 코이스루노 have fun come on come on 아타라시이세카이 츠나이다테와하나사나이데 you\'re the one come on come on 다레모쟈마데키나이 히미츠츠쿠루노 now we\'re gonna gonna have some fun fun fun fun fun fun

Going Down Slow b.b. king

<< Going Down Slow >> --- B.B.

Yes I Wanna Go Ratcat

I am flying high with two feet on the floor Six six city flight path like a never before I am going crazy crazy with delight Fun fun fun on every night Yes i wanna go you can make me do anything that you

Joy The Cult

state of mind so I could fly Traveled beyond my pedestrian ties, my innocence and their sweet lies I rode in that car as far as it would take me I don't need no gun Walk into the sun Find what's going

F.M. 게이트 플라워즈(Gate Flowers)

Give up on and give it up, (\'Cos) I am myself Did it to the middle way Live my life and enjoying it (\'Cos) I hate myself Get it to the open door Turn it on and Turn it off (\'Cos) I am myself

Fun Fun Fun 적우

no no no~ 난 누가 뭐래도 내 느낌이 난 가장 중요해 잘생겼든 못났든 상관안해 왜 그런 걸 따져 어짜피 오래가지 않아 또 자기만 행복하길 원해 만나면 즐겁고 없으면 아쉽고 그러면 다시 또 만나면 돼 세상을 이리저리 둘러보고 뜯어봐도 사랑은 없는 것 같아 복잡해 이런저런 생각없이 이순간만 즐겁고 싶을 뿐야 no no no come on

Fun Fun Fun 레드 레인

no no no~ 난 누가 뭐래도 내 느낌이 난 가장 중요해 잘생겼든 못났든 상관안해 왜 그런 걸 따져 어짜피 오래가지 않아 또 자기만 행복하길 원해 만나면 즐겁고 없으면 아쉽고 그러면 다시 또 만나면 돼 세상을 이리저리 둘러보고 뜯어봐도 사랑은 없는 것 같아 복잡해 이런저런 생각없이 이순간만 즐겁고 싶을 뿐야 no no no come on

Fun Fun Fun 적우(Red Sun)

no 난 누가 뭐래도 내 느낌이 난 가장 중요해 잘생겼든 못났든 상관 안 해 왜 그런 걸 따져 어차피 오래가지 않아 또 자기만 행복하길 원해 만나면 즐겁고 없으면 아쉽고 그러면 다시 또 만나면 돼 세상을 이리저리 둘러보고 뜯어봐도 사랑은 없는 것 같아 복잡해 이런저런 생각 없이 이 순간만 즐겁고 싶을 뿐야 no no no come on

Holy Snappers Beastie Boys

Holy snappers Holy this, holy that Holy funky big fat rat Holy piss, holy crappers Jill Kuniff, holy snappers I like Batman, I like Crass Robin's got a new bus pass Holy piss, holy crappers Jill Kuniff

Party Going On DG F

Going on 켜도 어두운 조명은 새 파란색으로 여길 밝혀줘 좀 더 Party 빛은 밝은 척해 내 눈이 읽어줬네 소리쳐 벽에 아무도 없네 춤추는 너넨 몰라 절대 술로 마취해 머리는 알기에 마음이 바뀌기까지 시간이 걸려 울려 Siren 저 봐 저 무리에서 떨어져 괜히 분기탱천 다 놓고 왔어 의지 뭘 해도 괜찮잖아 그치?

Believe In Me Fun.

Thanks to the reindeer that pull me on my sleigh Thanks for the moonlight that guides me on my way And I won't be greedy, I don't ask for much these days I just need one thing, please believe in me Well