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Dead Kennedys -Nazi Punks Fuck Off (lyrics)
Add to EJ Playlist Punk ain't no religious cult
Punk means thinking for yourself
You ain't hardcore cos you spike your hair
When a jock still lives inside your head
Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks-Fuck Off!
Nazi punks
Nazi punks
Nazi punks-Fuck Off!
If you've come to fight, get outa here
You ain't no better than the bouncers
We ain't trying to be police
When you ape the cops it ain't anarchy
[Repeat chorus]
Ten guys jump one, what a man
You fight each other, the police state wins
Stab your backs when you trash our halls
Trash a bank if you've got real balls
You still think swastikas look cool
The real nazis run your schools
They're coaches, businessmen and cops
In a real fourth reich you'll be the first to go
[Repeat chorus]
You'll be the first to go
You'll be the first to go
You'll be the first to go
Unless you think
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G.B.H - Sick Boy
Add to EJ Playlist Lyrics:
I'm strapped into my bed, electrodes in my head.
My nerves are really bad, it's the best time I ever had.
I'm a sick boy and there's no cure.
I'm a sick boy, there should be more.
But I'm happy the way I am, like a sardine in a can.
People taking notes, people in white coats.
I see school girls everywhere, short skirts and pigtailed hair.
But why must I suffer, for being a gymslip lover ?
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Crass - Punk Is Dead
Add to EJ Playlist Yes that's right punk is dead..... all about the old days.
Punk Is Dead.
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,
But it ain't for revolution, it's just for cash.
Punk became a fashion just like hippy used to be
And it ain't got a thing to do with you or me.
Movements are systems and systems kill.
Movements are expressions of the public will.
Punk became a movement cos we all felt lost,
But the leaders sold out and now we all pay the cost.
Punk narcissism was social napalm,
Steve Jones started doing real harm.
Preaching revolution, anarchy and change
As he sucked from the system that had given him his name.
Well I'm 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.
Steve Jones you're napalm,
If you're so pretty (vacant) why do you swarm?
Patti Smith you're napalm,
You write with your hand but it's Rimbaud's arm.
And me, yes I, do I want to burn?
Is there something I can learn?
Do I need a business man to promote my angle?
Can I resist the carrots that fame and fortune dangle?
I see the velvet zippies in their bondage gear,
The social elite with safety-pins in their ear,
I watch and understand that it don't mean a thing,
The scorpions might attack, but the systems stole the sting.
PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD.
PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD.
PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD. PUNK IS DEAD.
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Agnostic Front - "Gotta Go" Epitaph Records
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AFI - Total Immortal
Add to EJ Playlist AFI's video for total immortal...
Lyrics.
Hope unknown
Sometimes just waking is surreal
I pass right through the nameless ones
I know that hope's unknown
Sometimes the water feels so real
As I walk through it fills my lungs
My god I'm drowning
This day never seems to end
(this pain never)
This pain never seems to
This rage I can not let go
I hear them calling
I feel them gnawing out holes,
Holes through flawless souls.
I hear them calling
I feel them gnawing out holes,
Holes through flawless, flawless souls.
So alone
Sometimes I swear that I can hear
The taunting of the voiceless ones
I fear that I alone
Fear those who finally ceased to feel
That they're alone inside this place
I am the misplaced
This day never seems to end
(this pain never)
This day never seems to end
This rage I can not let go
I hear them calling
I feel them gnawing out holes through all our flawless souls
Now every face, it looks familiar
Then every face would melt away until
Now everyone, do you know I know your deception?
I hear them calling
I feel them gnawing out holes through all our flawless souls
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