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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 WHAT THE FUCK? Crass (chorus) What now? Now you would destroy the earth Dry, the river beds What now? 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 shame HURRY UP GARRY (the parsons farted) Crass the bastards, what are they playing at? DEADHEAD Crass 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 a revolution could deal with anything so MOTHER-EARTH Crass let her rot in hell, is what you said let her rot, let her starve, you'd see her dead let her out but don't forget to tell you where she is the chance to screw her is a chance you wouldn't miss let her TIRED Crass what do you want? what do you want? MAJOR GENERAL DESPAIR Crass we're looking for a better world, but what do we see? RIVAL TRIBAL REBEL REVELS (PART 2) Crass can't help doing what i do i'll do anybody who ain't like me so forget your what, why or who i ain't got no purpose and i don't give a fuck i never asked for this life if you're looking for reasons you're YOU CAN BE WHO? Crass chorus: don't want a life of lies and pretence don't want to play at attack and defense just want my own life, i want to be free so you can be you, and i can be me respectable businessman smart and secure 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 DO THEY OWE US A LIVING? Crass school they give you shit drop you in the pit you try and try and try to get out but you can't because they've fucked you about then you're a prime example of how they must not be this is just a sample of what SYSTEMATIC DEATH Crass system, system - create another victim for their greasy pricks poor little girly, poor little wench another little object to prod and pinch poor little sweety, poor little filly they'll fuck her mind so 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 REALITY WHITEWASH Crass wheel looks around to see if there's some skirt he can steal he doesn't really want to, he's just acting out a game in their own fucked up way, most people do the same she cleans the bathroom mirror so CRUTCH OF SOCIETY Crass can see you staring at me with your seizured brain trying to put me down the drain again well you're too smart, right from the start i learned it well that the truth will tell and you're done for, it's what HEARD TOO MUCH ABOUT Crass million people in factory 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 REJECT Crass not for me the factory floor sweeping up from nine to four not for me the silly rat race don't see the point in anycase people ask me why i say what i do i say to them "well wouldn't you?" BEG YOUR PARDON Crass bail out the basement while there's holes in the roof in the beginning they said there was light there ain't much left of it now we're lost in the darkness, searching sound and sight of an answer to the what 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 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 GENERAL BACARDI Crass they stamped on our head so that they could be free they formed little groups, like rich mens ghettoes tending their goats and organic tomatoes while the world was fucked by fascist regimes talked of windmills MOTHER LOVE Crass 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 everybody else, forget about the rest they tell you to be grateful for what END RESULT Crass the fool you try to scare when you say "we know all about you, of that you can be sure" i don't want your crazy system i don't want to be on your files your temptations i try to resist them cos i know what 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 BUMHOOLER Crass they'll let you try your luck pass it on to others, ship it down the line leave the world in ruins, you know we've got the time chorus cop-outs look for motives....freudian analyst come on, mr horror, what POISON IN A PRETTY PILL Crass natures will that flower perfecting by the barbed wire fence must be insulted by your scented poor pretence just as i, who finds it hard to touch you now you traumatise my love with needle doubts i want so PUNK IS DEAD Crass tired of staring through shit stained glass tired of staring up a superstars arse i've got an arse and crap and a name i'm just waiting for my fifteen minutes fame steven jones, you're napalm if you're so SYSTEM Crass ASYLUM Crass