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Barbed Wire Psychosis
03:40
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There’s no end of funds for bullets and bombs
And ways to convince you of needs
To send your poor sons with bayonets and guns
To far foreign deserts to bleed
There’s no limit on time for promoting the crime
Of mass murder and despicable acts
All under the guise of Christian lies
And a ministry disposing of facts
We don’t want ‘em, take ‘em all away
We don’t need ‘em, take ‘em all away
Once crowds chanted
For what we take for granted
Take our rights, just take ‘em all away
There’s no cap on crap designed to entrap
And stop you averting your gaze
There’s never an end to what they’ll defend
To ensure that the wallet obeys
Column miles in inches to see that it clinches
Vox pop of desired effect
Advancing hypnosis, barbed wire psychosis
The subject becomes the suspect
There’s no ceiling on ways they’ll be setting ablaze
Conversations about us and them
There’s always some stranger, perception of danger
Or a worker you need to condemn
From immigrant labour to suspecting your neighbour
They’ll get you however they can
There’s no end in sight to what they will write
To destroy faith in the common man
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There’s an old man in an overcoat
Too scared to use the heat
Cuz the best thing for free markets
Is let the dominant compete
The woman walks and ponders
Gang grafitti on the walls
While the addict on the overpass
Weighs his odds to end it all
Third party, fire and theft
Survey the damage, see what’s left
Lives of quiet desperation
Third party, fire and theft
Third party
The young girl switches channels
She can’t bear to watch the news
Cuz it tells her that her future
Is menial jobs, unemployment queues
The rain beats on the rooftops
But it doesn’t shift the grime
While hooded youth in doorways
Discuss fictitious petty crime
The politician tells them
Their society’s in disrepair
And the breakdown in their morals
Is unconnected to his affair
Then he quickly shifts attention
To the theatre of foreign wars
With a hand-picked crowd behind him
Awaiting cues for staged applause
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(Billy Bragg)
Up in the morning and out to school
Mother says there’ll be no work next year
Qualifications, once the Golden Rule
Are now just pieces of paper
Just because you’re better than me
Doesn’t mean I’m lazy
Just because you’re going forwards
Doesn’t mean I’m going backwards
If you look the part you’ll get the job
In last year’s trousers and your old school shoes
The truth is son, it’s a buyer’s market
They can afford to pick and choose
Just because you’re better than me
Doesn’t mean I’m lazy
Just because I dress like this
Doesn’t mean I’m a communist
The factories are closing and the army’s full
I don’t know what I’m going to do
But I’ve come to see in the land of the free
There’s only a future for the chosen few
At twenty one you’re on to of the scrapheap
At sixteen you were top of the class
All they taught you at school
Was how to be a good worker
The system has failed you, don’t fail yourself
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Putsch Comes To Shove
03:19
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Prior to announcements with baited breath
We circulate the statements to the waiting press
Selected cuts of fodder to the beying pack
They tear off what suits them and throw the rest back
Putsch comes to shove - Death from above
With public property but private prosperity
We’ll keep ‘em in the throes of wartime austerity
Racking up the debts to keep ‘em all kneeling
Craning their necks at the looking-glass ceiling
Putsch comes to shove - Death from above
With barons in our pockets to orchestrate coups
The masses hand us mandates but haven’t got a clue
They’re tightening their belts while ex-pat tax exiles
Manipulate the future of power in these isles
Putsch comes to shove - Death from above
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Four Letter Word Cardiff, UK
Punk rock band formed in 1991 in Cardiff, U.K. Released debut EP in 1995, debut album in 1998 on BYO Records. Toured U.S./Canada in 1998. Released second album on BYO in 1999 before Trade Mark issues with the first of many name claimers. FLW fought and won and soldiered on releasing two further albums and a handful of EPs, toured the U.S. again, before in 2011 they called it a day after 20 years. ... more
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