YOU PAY Crass

their game, don't take their blame use your own head, your turn instead it's not apologise, it's not economise it's not make do, it's not pull through it's not take it, it's not make it it's not just you

WOMEN Crass

fuck is womens money we pay with our bodies there is no purity in our love, no beauty just bribery, it's all the fucking same we make soldiers with our submission wars with our isolation fuck is womens

PUNK IS DEAD Crass

ain't got a thing to do with your or me movements are systems and systems kill movements are expressions of the public will punk became a movement cos we all felt lost leaders sold out and now we all pay

SO WHAT Crass

if he's always over my shoulder i realise the truth as i get older get to see what a con he is because it's my life, mine not his well, they say they're going to send me away say they're gonna make me pay

RIVAL TRIBAL REBEL REVELS (PART 2) Crass

bones, gives me a funny kind of thrill i can't help smiling at the pathetic moans, when i go in for the kill tribal wars are raging, it's a battlefield on the street there's games to play and hell to pay

SYSTEMATIC DEATH Crass

he's already spent (x2) he'll selling his life, she's his loyal wife timid as a mouse, she's got her little house he's got his little car and they share the cocktail bar she likes to cook his meals, you

High-Fiving MF Local H

You High-Fiving Motherfucker You High-Fiving Motherfucker You High-Fiving Motherfucker You're just a walking billboard for all the latest brands You've got no taste in music and you really love

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

MOTHER-EARTH Crass

chorus: she's the anti-mother, mother is that you? she's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you?

TIRED Crass

what do you want? what do you want?

WHAT THE FUCK? Crass

What terrible pain you need to hide In your hatred you'd seek to destroy the earth What is it that you have been denied? Your mind and its rantings are so barren What the fuck are you thinking?

MOTHER LOVE Crass

if you come out without an angel face if you haven't got the looks that prove how nice you are you'll have failed your duty and that's all you fucking are you're just a status symbol that they need to

SECURICOR Crass

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 with a big alsation he'll re-arrange you

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?

DO THEY OWE US A LIVING? Crass

fuck the politically minded here's something i want to say about the state of the nation the way it treats us today at school they give you shit drop you in the pit you try and try and try to get out

END RESULT Crass

file away portfolio you stick in the drawer i'm 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

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?"

HURRY UP GARRY (the parsons farted) Crass

don't like the music, don't like the words don't like the sentiments well keep it for the birds and bees, boys, bastards yes that's right, i stepped out of line what do you want? what do you want?

BUMHOOLER Crass

we can sit and observe it sliding down guidelines, cradle to the grave all the willing saviours see that we behave everybody knows they're there, see them all around lots of little people who'll put you

BEG YOUR PARDON Crass

while we're locked in a cell dreaming of a world without war forced to live on the boundaries of hell like no-one's ever thought of peace before what's the point of preaching peace if it's something you

HEARD TOO MUCH ABOUT Crass

i've heard too much about the people in the ghetto heard too much about the working class motto how you don't know life if you ain't seen the street racialist poor against the racialist elite a million

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 you

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

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

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?

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

ASYLUM Crass

i vomit for you jesu shit forgive down now from your cross down now from your papal heights from the churlish suicide, petulant child down from those pious heights royal flag bearer, goat, billy i vomit

DEADHEAD Crass

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 sad it's all set up so you

CRUTCH OF SOCIETY Crass

politics fucking hypersensitive, super realist humanity i'm one of your super hybred community commutes the arsehole of the economy watch out, watch out, it's all about reversion's setting in, and i can see you

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

BANNED FROM THE ROXY Crass

i'll tell you one thing, it ain't me and you and their systems, christ, they're everywhere school, army, church, the corporation deal fucked up reality based on fear fucking conspiracy to stop you feeling

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

street they dream, they dream, never stand on their feet chorus alternative values were a fucking con they never really meant it when they said "get it on" they really meant "mine, that's mine" don't you

REALITY WHITEWASH Crass

bed alone content that when he's finished work he'll go straight home meanwhile he has another scotch, the lady has a coke if he's asked about the wife he treats it as a joke "hear the one about the you-know-what

MAJOR GENERAL DESPAIR Crass

designs a cruise missile, tactically sound, operationally ok while the starving crawl onto the deathpile they can't avoid their fate another day attack on the mind, but he calls it defence but i ask you

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 peac...

FIGHT WAR, NOT WARS Crass

fight war, not wars (x 8)

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, two-face falling Suffocate on your vomit Just like sheeps to the slaughter Follow suit, follow orders On your knees, blood sucking pigs Drowning on your own shit Parasites, full of lies You

Living The Laws Choking Victim

on but no one's home Your history, laws and policies Y'know they never meant that much to me I know it isn't much, I know it's all we had And now it's all spoiled and bad In everyday, there's hell to pay

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

Noose The Zade

Yeah here we are Cause longing for somebodies make us new Sometimes you brought me up from the dark And sometimes painted blue whole my body Blinded all my windows My body turns to evil If i have a chance

Religion Instigates (Bonus Track) Discharge

Well you ass killing bastard suck my arse Religions just as crass It`s all a fuckin` farce A stray bullet kills an innocent child Nothing`s gained and nothing`s solved Religion instigates this hate

The Wicker Man Kill II This

The Wicker Man Swallow my fear, this land Godforsaken Follow the cross, to this crass christless haven On bended knee, you worship the carnal To pleasure your gods, your sad graven idols Burn

Pay Esham

ain't nothing but spaghetti sauce Cross me you pay all costs Heres one your ass just lost All y'all must pay Every dog has his day Thats the reason they made the AK Who just made the 10 o clock

Pay Cross Canadian Ragweed

did, it came out wrong No matter how hard he tried He never cheated, he never lied Had a shotgun in his hand when he died Chorus Everybody's got their own way, tomorrow's another day Make of it what you

트위스트킹(Twist King) 터보

Come on a people on your big Come on a people in the air You know you gotta be your ware You gotta mope You gotta group U no Dost Crass Quai Quai 바바바 Everybody Dance 춤을춰봐 모든걸 잊고 세상속에 답답했던 일

Xavier Says The Magnetic Fields

Xavier says, "Ha, ha, ha We have nothing in common See you round ta-ta Slink back to your abominable lover Zsa-Zsa, before I blow your cover Tra-lala" Zsa-Zsa's scene, tacky queen You think there's no

HOLY HARDCORE Screeching Weasel

Holy harcore jesus christ Knocking our religious life Live by Crass, die by the sword We're punk rock servants of the lord You say that all you want is peace The Bible preaches anarchy You say

Under The Ice The Nazz

"Ice, it forms in sheets from your eyes Your tears are down and so crass Because all you wanted was a touch from the face Try to find a feeling nothing and wondering why And the snow queen turned into