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Escaped the net in '45 Hiding out in South America Protected by money and powerful friends Hoping the world has forgotten by now All the things that you did in the Nazi Death camps The thousands you tortured and killed You can live you life in expectant fear Until the day when you're made to pay Ch: I believe in justice I believe in vengeance I believe in getting the bastard Getting the bastard, getting the bastard Man walks over dressed in flashy clothes With an empty heart and a head full of money Puts his arm around the lad of fifteen years Talks sort of close like a long-lost brother "It's really cool, all the pop stars do If you don't try a little you'd really be a fool Tell you what I'll do, I'll make the first one free And when you want some more just come back to me" Red Sky Coven version of second verse: A girl walks home through a quiet street Just got of the train, her mum waits at home The man in the shadow, he sees his chance Grabs her by the hand and bops her lip She heads away, screaming, paralyzed with fear Another court case later, while the lawyers drone He shouts "Just look at her in that mini skirt Man, she asked for it, she wanted it You can't blame me" Live version of second verse: Loading off the barrels at the ware house gate Men in overalls on double rate Put the stuff in the river and away for a beer Don't worry too much, they don't live around here And the poison seeps into every pore Every child's eyes, every innocent's sore Everybody knows behind the closed doors Kick down the doors, kick down the doors Ch Top-dog fascist gets the boys in the corner Plants poison where there was just confusion Walks away scot-free and laughing Rides on the tide as the cancer grows And the business man on corruption charges With millions of dollars in dirty money Gets a thousand pound fine after months in court While the lawyers get fat and the law gets bought Ch |
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Young, gifted and skint - That's where it int . . Look how easily it happened Look how easily I fell Now I'm up to here in debt There's a noose around my neck There's a price upon my head My past was all in borrowed time Stupid stupid borrowed time Now that the deed is done I'm waiting for the axe to fall Fantasies grow in my brain Run away and start again Disappear and change my name Money makes the world go round Fear makes it turn much faster Can't pay the rentman a single thing Don't let the man from the Gas Board in Maybe this is all a dream Maybe i'll wake up again Maybe this could all be clean |
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Take away our history Take away our heroes Take away our values And leave us here with nothing We were in the garden of Eden Just as children mess around We only leant against the tree And the apple came tumbling down You gave us what we asked for But never what we wanted We were only children How could you have been so stupid We went up to the steel walls That guard the sacred town We only whispered to ourselves And the walls came tumbling down We didn't want a victory We just wanted to fight But you wouldn't fight You just gave in You went and spoiled every game You broke an everlasting chain And nobody respects you for your weakness Take away our idols Take away our faith Take away our hatred And put us in this vacuum Then say be yourself, please yourself Express yourself some more It's your right to do what you like 'Cos we can't really be bothered with you at all We didn't want a victory We just wanted to fight But you wouldn't fight You said it isn't nice to fight You went and spoiled every game You broke an everlasting chain And nobody respects you for your weakness |
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Ch: 4 o'clock in the morning And still we cannot sleep Turning over turning round Twisting in our sweat They say there is no rest for the wicked ones Dear God what have we done There is no rest for the wicked ones Dear God what is this evil that we've done Is it that we wanted more than you gave Why did you put us then in this smalltown grave Humility - is that what you want Why did you make us then the way you did Yes we have pride - is this our sin? Is it the times that we've been out fighting Well I'll tell you all those times - we never really hurt anybody Or is it that we were eating While other people were starving Is this our crime? Is it the times we laughed about it all Through all those whisky nights so far away Yes we betrayed you - is this our crime? |
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You say that you'd rather be really poor
Than scratching, saving, scrimping all the pennies Looking in the windows at what you can't afford Always hungry, never starving In no man's land the days are long You say that you'd rather be really ill Than just having headaches, never have no energy All the little allergies and all the little pains Never getting better, never getting worse In no man's land the days are long You say that you'd rather have no love at all Than pathetic little words, half-hearted kisses Never feeling anything, anything at all Never no fire, never no passion In no man's land the days are long Do you believe you can come out, fighting from you shell-hole Or do you run for cover every time you hear a shot fired in anger? |
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Tell all the people who believe what they read in the press Tell all the folk who stare from behind suburban walls The enemy is not some nation far across the sea The enemy is with us every single breathing day Ch: So yes, I will fight for my country The land that I love so well Yes - for justice A land fit for all our futures Yes, I will fight for my country The land that I love so well Hear the voices Of our history echo all around Fight all the ones who divide us rich against poor Fight all the ones who divide us white against black Fight all the ones who want their missiles in our earth Fight all the powers who would lead us into war No rights were ever given to us by the grace of God No rights were ever given by some United Nations clause No rights were ever given by some nice guy at the top Our rights they were bought by all the blood And all the tears of all our Grandmothers, grandfathers before For all the folk who gave their lives for us For all the folk who spit out - never say die For all the fires burning on our highest hills For all the people spinning tales tonight Fight all the powers who would abuse our Common Laws Fight all the powers who think they only owe themselves . |
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There's a sentry in a uniform To watch the VIPs along the hall Strategical discussions taking place Behind the steel plated wall The agents issue the statements To the waiting press who circulate the words Justification propaganda Western foreign policy across the world Ch: In the name of the people All of this is done in the name of the people They read their books and study hard Cigarettes lit in the claustrophobic gloom West of the University Road The world outside is ghost-like in the room Frustrated and impatient and Intelligence sharp and twisted like a child Death is an aphrodisiac now The fuses on the table slowly wired Ch Hold me tight, hold me fast Standing here on the wrong side Of this bullet-proof glass There are no questions left for us to ask It's soldiers night at the discotheque Pick up a girl and drink to home afar Spending money like water On the watered drinks available at the bar The ones who never were given much Never asked much of anything in recall But there's a black bag in the corner And it doesn't belong to anyone here at all Ch |
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There's absolutely nothing on my mind The television flickers in my eyes Waiting, always waiting Down in the bus station doing time We watch the world go passing by Waiting, always waiting It's all on tomorrow Don't worry today Another year over But it's all okay They told us of the second coming so we look to the sky It's not a saviour we want, just someone to crucify Waiting, always waiting But nothing happens, nothing ever happens |
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Look out of your windows, watch the skies
Read all the instructions with bright blue eyes We're W.A.S.Ps, proud American sons We know how to clean our teeth and how to strip down a gun We're the 51st state of America Our star-spangled Union Jack flutters so proud Over the dancing heads of the merry patriotic crowd Tip your hat to the Yankee conqueror We've got no reds under the bed with guns under our pillows We're the 51st state of America Here in the land of opportunity, watch us revel in our liberty You can say what you like but it doesn't change anything Because the corridors of power are an ocean away We're the 51st state of America |
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We went into town on the Tuesday night Searching all the places that you hang about We're looking for you In the back street cellar dive drinking clubs In the discotheques and the gaming pubs We're looking for you You will pay the price for my own sweet brother And what he has become And a hundred other boys and girls And all that you have done . . . We picked up the trail at the Seven Crowns One of your cronies - he was doing your rounds We followed him Just a silhouette figure up Market Pass Where the headlamps shine on the broken glass We followed him Over the bridge by the old canal Where the shadows dance on the lighted wall He stopped to light up a cigarette And we dived into a doorway Ch: No police, no summons, no courts of law No proper procedure, no rules of war No mitigating circumstance No layers fees, no second chance There are lasses getting trouble on their own home beat There are old folk battered in the open street In this city of hours There are eyes that see but say nothing at all There are ears that hear but they don't recall In this city of hours So we followed your man back to your front door And we're waiting for you outside 'Cos not everybody here is scared of you Not everybody passes on the other side Ch And we could spend our whole lives waiting For some thunderbolt to come And we could spend our whole lives waiting For some justice to be done Unless we make our own Ch |
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I'm heading north I'm heading home Doing 125 I close my eyes and count to ten Ha ha yeah I'm still alive Perfect perfect tunnel vision Razor sharp and racing racing These moments, immortal No one touches this Ch: These things they flow as blood must flow Dust to dust and wind must blow Nothing that I need to know Or ever understand These things they flow as blood must flow Dust to dust and wind must blow You can die before you get old But me, I'm going to live forever The music plays, the party swings The gaiety walls come closing in I catch your eye, you take my hand Out into the night we run Dancing down those deadend streets Howling at the moon like little kids Out on the grass at the top of the hill Your breath tastes sw . . . Ch And if I say I hate this place Don't take it as personal And just cos I want to kill somebody Doesn't mean to say that I will And I don't think that that makes me crazy And anyway I'm way past caring There's a ride leaves out of here at 9.00 What do you say, what do you say Ch: Tonight we'll flow . . . |
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She stares at the screen
At the little words of green Tries to remember what to do next There's a trace of frustration That across her face Searching for the key she should press And I would help her If I only know how But these things are a mystery to me too And it seems that the corporate Eyes they are watching She fears for her job And the moments are passing I stare at her nametag And think to myself Both you and I, we never asked For any of this So let's take a walk Up past the chemical works Where the sky turns green at night And we'll talk about Getting away from here Some difference kind of life But even in the freshest mountain air The jet fighters practise overhead And they're drilling these hills For uranium deposits And they'll bury the waste For our children to inherit And though this is all done For our town benefit, I swear We never asked for any of this This golden age of communication Means everyone talks at the same time And liberty just means Some freedom to exploit Any weakness that you can find Well turn off the TV just for a while Let us whisper to eachother instead And we'll hope that the Corporate ears Do not listen Lest we find ourselves committing Some kind of treason And filed in the tapes Without rhyme, without reason While they tell us that it's all For our own protection, I swear We never asked for any of this |
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Stepping out onto the stage The smalltown star tonight Flexes out for fame and fortune Into the lights The way she tears into the heart Makes me realise That I never understood hatred Until I looked into those eyes - she cries No one's going to talk down to me again No one's ever going to patronise me again I'm going to get out of this town Steal myself a crown I'm going to get myself some power If it's the last thing that I do Heading out of Bradford With a ticket on the train And a faith as hard as steel Sharp as any pain Gets pictures in the papers Smiling oh so good While she lies in bed with racing dreams Hot as blood Cos love will make you happy And love will keep you warm And love will build a cushion To keep you safe from harm But hate will drive you onwards Hate will drive you upwards Till you can get back all the bastards Who ever tried to put you down And when she's gone forever Please don't lay her down to rest In a quiet little churchyard Along with all the rest Throw a great big party To remember that she lived Give her headlines on the TV To remember who she is Cos no one's ever going to talk Down to her again No one's ever going to patronise her again She's going to get out of this town Steal herself a crown She's going to get herself some power If it's the last thing that she does If it's the one thing that she does If it's the only thing that she ever does |
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We know we can hurt each other real bad You know my weak spots, I know yours How come we egg each other on and on Like battered boxers staying the course How come we never ever come to blows When we want to break each other's necks How come we stab each other with these words When all we really want is sex Why can't we talk it out Why can't we fight it out Why can't we kiss and and go to bed The seething angers burns around the room The carefully poisoned arrows fly And in the morning dirty tired hearts And the scars of battle in our eyes |
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