1. Tearing Everyone Down
2. Captain Anarchy
3. A New Kind Of Army
4. That's Youth
5. No Apology
6. Got The Numbers
7. No Difference
8. I Don't Believe
9. Right On
10. What You Don't Know
11. Free Nation?
12. Outbreak
13. Police Story
14. The Consumer's Song
15. This Is Not A Crass Song
Tearing Everyone Down
i thought i'd begun to see a change but the more
things change, the more they stay the same back stabbing and name calling,
the trade marks of your act you talk and talk of unity, but divide with
your attacks (you say), "i'd like to see a change, i'd like to see a change,
i'd like to see a change, but i'm too busy... tearing everyone down..."
all us kids, we try to make a change some kids start a band, others start
a zine you, no matter what your path you throw a curve in what could be
achieved, then give up and move onto some other thing (you say), "i'd like
to see a change, i'd like to see a change, i'd like to see a change, but
i'm too busy... tearing everyone down..." take a break from your fights,
try to open up your mind tonight when you feel that's complete then we
can tackle this society! you may not like everything in life i do... but
that doesn't mean, i'm not trying to change the same problems as you (you
say), "i'd like to see a change, i'd like to see a change, i'd like to
see a change, but i'm too busy... tearing everyone down..."
Captain Anarchy
a-n-a-r-c-h-y... he says that for the punk rock
scene he'd give his fucking life but he's only ever paid to see a show
once maybe twice instead he stands outside the halls and pan handles for
beer then sneaks into the hall to deface the bathroom mirror a-n-a-r-c-h-y...
his name is "captain anarchy," but only in his mind a-n-a-r-c-h-y... so
punk that he's a poser and he'll be one till he dies you never saw an anarchist
with such perfect hair or so many ten dollar spikes, or so much punk rock
gear he said he used his welfare checks to buy his boots and plaids in
reality it was all paid for by his mom and by his dad a-n-a-r-c-h-y...
his name is "captain anarchy," but only in his mind a-n-a-r-c-h-y... he's
anarchy incarnate but only in his (mind) you know he just can't see oi!
oi! oi! it's up to you and me i don't want to be fighting, let's stride
for... some unity!
A New Kind Of Army
look back... on history, nothing much has changed
thousands... of soldiers of all countries, all marching the same every
nation's leader says that our side is right every nation's leader says
the time has come to fight but they use the common people, to settle their
scores it's time that we refuse to fight in any of their wars! we're looking
to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too smart to
die we're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight,
too smart to kill... for you! join now... the ranks of all nations who
refuse to go to war refuse... to pull the trigger of a gun for leaders
'round the world i'd rather fight to spread some tolerance and unity than
buy into their nationalistic brainwashing killing mothers, fathers, sisters,
brothers, common human beings not savages but people, like you, like me!
we're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight,
too smart to die we're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too
smart to fight, too smart to kill... for you! we're looking for a few good
men we're looking for a few good women who are not afraid to fight against
tyranny but refuse to fight... with tyranny refuse! we're looking to start
a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too smart to die we're
looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too smart
to kill... for you! note: the spelling of the word "women" as "women" is
not a mis-spelling, but a result of feminist conscience
That's Youth
go! we were just hanging on the corner, after skating
for a few we were just killing time looking for something new then someone
came 'long with a guitar, and we just started to play and we sang clash
songs and the songs of our lives until late into the night that's youth...
that's all... that's all! that's all... that's all! that's youth... that's
all... that's all! that's all... that's all! we'd only been friends for
a short time, but in just an hour or two it was like we'd been friends
our entire lives though and i was so in love with you, but not sure if
i should say it but then i thought, "yeah, i'm scared and i don't know
if i should, but i'll do it anyway!" that's youth... that's all... that's
all! that's all... that's all! that's youth... that's all... that's all!
that's all... that's all! when all you hear is that, "you can't," or "give
up," or "you're a fool" and you're so sick of all the in crowd and trying
to be cool and still you don't, still you don't know what to do... but
in the end you do your own thing, and you tell 'em to get screwed! that's
youth... that's all... that's all! that's all... that's all! that's youth...
that's all... that's all! that's all... that's all!
No Apology
slaughtered by the hands of a butcher the hands
of the butcher were the hands of a "doctor" and these are the golden days
that you want to bring back? making it illegal won't make it go away the
rich will fly to far off lands, the poor will stay and pray that their
back alley abortion is clean and safe you can't make it go away, so why
endanger women's lives? because the issue here for you isn't life... it's
control! control of what we do and say but you'll never gain control, control,
control is to value life, to move a factory to, the place that you can
most easily fuck those laboring for you? that isn't what i call a high
value on life and yet that is the policy of those on the right who back
the brainwashed jesus jumpers with the cash flow for the fight but we won't
let you control our lives we're not gonna be, herded like your flock of
sheep i value life more than anything... and your false morals, can't do
a thing to brainwash me i'll never be your's, your's, your's and there's
no justice, in a system, that's run by greedy old men, who want to control
our lives there's no justice in a system, that's run by greedy old men,
who want to control our lives you're not gonna control our lives anymore...
Got The Numbers
you push and push a people, what are they to do?
soon this corporate run government will be through you see, it doesn't
represent the people anymore big business are the pimps and governments'
their whores we don't need more time to talk over a solution we know what
we need, we need a fucking revolution we don't need your war machine, or
your filthy blood stained dollars we've got one thing you don't have, we've
got, we've got, we've got... got the numbers! to you the masses are not
even human beings we're dogs that will be grateful for any scraps you leave
but even dogs will only put up with so much abuse keep stealing from us
like you are we're gonna let loose we don't need more time to talk over
a solution we know what we need, we need a fucking revolution we don't
need your war machine, or your filthy blood stained dollars we've got one
thing you don't have, we've got, we've got, we've got... got the numbers!
we've got... we have... we've got the numbers! we don't need more time
to talk over a solution we know what we need, we need a fucking revolution!!!
we don't need your war machine, or your filthy blood stained dollars we've
got one thing you don't have, we've got, we've got, we've got... got the
numbers!
No Difference
as i look from this stage at the hundreds of kids
in this room with me the truth is so plain and so obvious, i just can't
help to see... that all of us we are one and the same only different in
our ages and our names... how many times have you heard that you're a bore,
or you're no good? i know that all of us have been there, that's why we're
all here joined as one... we don't need that shit! this ain't no punk rock
clique! we're as one at the show, and one after the show! we don't need
that shit! this ain't no punk rock clique! acceptance at the show! and
then after the show! society says that we're crazy with utopian unreal
goals but we're fighting for something we truly believe and all i can say
is i'm glad we do... we do... and they can say what they want... because
our hearts... are true! what we've had through these years has been so
unforgettable and what we've had through these years has been so unbelievable
what we've had through these years has been so unforgettable and what we've
had through these years has been so unbelievable we don't need that shit!
this ain't no punk rock clique! we're as one at the show, and one after
the show! we don't need that shit! this ain't no punk rock clique! we're
equal at the show, and then after the show! it's what we want to do!
I Don't Believe
i learned about america from my first day in school
land of opportunity, land of the free they told us we were blessed and
fortunate but they turned away my questions on homelessness i don't believe...
i don't believe born into a national identity a citizenship that defines
the word "free" but if we're so fucking free why don't we even get a choice?
i never choose to be a citizen, there was no choice given to make i don't
believe... i don't believe i don't believe in america or the "american
dream" i don't believe in nationalism we're all the same until the rich
old men who control the world find something they can't have and they send
us out there to kill each other, let the rich fight their wars themselves
i don't believe... you've got nothing to gain, by fighting for them!
Right On
pocatello, idaho: "punk rock?! isn't that the type
of music where kids cut each other with razor blades and knives?" new york,
ny: "you guys were so awesome tonight. well actually, i'm too drunk to
remember your set, but you're my favorite band... hehe" "right on", that's
the phrase, to the fucked up stupid things you say, we say: "right on!
right on! right on! right on...!" newark, nj: "if you guys think america's
so bad, why don't you move to russia?" los angeles, ca: "what do you mean
you don't drink? drinking's my entire life. you gotta start drinking!"
"right on", that's the phrase, to the fucked up stupid things you say,
we say: "right on! right on! right on! right on...!" pittsburgh, pa: "anti-flag?
that doesn't mean anti the american flag, does it...?" right on!
What You Don't Know
it's gonna take some action and some reaction from...
from me and you cause you gotta stand up and you gotta make demands to...
obtain the truth time after time there are so many secret... decisions
made where we have no choice and no representation... and have to say it's
in front of your face (it's in front of your eyes) but you must open your
eyes, if you're to see the truth they try to tell us as a free we... run
this country but nobody wants to talk about the cia files... files we can't
see "national security" concerns a whole country but... we have no say
our "security" blamed for our restricted freedom a game... the government
plays it's in front of your face (it's in front of your eyes) but you must
open your eyes, if you're to see the truth when there are secrets that
we don't know then the ideal they pass as freedom in this country is a
fake when we are left with no right or no voice to choose then we're not
living in a free and democratic state it's in front of your face (it's
in front of your eyes) but you must open your eyes, if you're to see the
truth it's what you don't know
Free Nation?
state officials talk of freedom they talk in this
country that we live in they talk free to be harassed and be beaten by
the pigs your rights... no rights till your fucking broken, crippled, or
until you're fucking dead they pass laws unfair to gays their work and
separatist laws to keep the non whites in their place their work family
values as a smoke screen blowing in your face their truth... no truth family
values isn't something that shouldn't be based on hate justice presides
over them, late into the night a blind fold covering their eyes but something
isn't right... under their arms there are shackles on her legs and the
hands that once held up her scales are bound, are bound in chains and behind
their closed doors they conspire through the night more work... sick work
and they won't stop until this nation is all straight and all white they
call it a free nation, but all it is, is a nazi nation
Outbreak
the president got caught getting head so soon some
people will be dead iraqi bodies scattered around by the cluster bombs
that land in their barracks and their homes they (i.e. u.s. representatives)
get on t.v. and openly state that saddam hussein should be removed from
his place if anybody said that about the u.s. president the u.s. military
would rip them a new ass so where is the real terrorist? in the middle
east or the u.s.? so who is the real terrorist? is it saddam hussein or
the u.s. president?
Police Story
a black man driving down the street one day pulled
over by racist boys in blue in brentwood, pa there's no real reason, they
don't have any right it's just that in their eyes he's not the correct
shade of white... driving in a neighborhood that's reigned by whites ain't
healthy for a black man trying to live a lengthy life all those cops they
walked off free, but him he's in a grave his name is johnny gammage, on
of thousands they have slain we've got no rights... when cops can kill
it's not right... we live in fear patrol man cruising in his car at night
just looking for some homies he can rough up in a fight pulled over 3 kids
in a total rage next thing you know there's bodies all over the place his
back up came & they're all acting tough 3 kids vs. 6 or 7 cops all
armed with billy clubs the cops they did it just cause those kids color
and their age they say that's not the truth, but this happens every fucking
day! we've got no rights... when cops can kill it's not right... we live
in fear fear of what you're gonna do, when a cop's talking shit to you
fear of what you're gonna say, when the cops come gunning your way fear
of what you shouldn't do, when the cops try to provoke you fear that on
any given day, the cops should take your life away... they say they're
here to keep the peace... what a bunch of fuckin' shit! we've got no rights...
when cops can kill it's not right... we live in fear take back your rights!
The Consumer's Song
don't trust them as far as you can throw them cause
as strong as you may be you won't be able to move them an inch but you
don't have to believe me go ahead and be the corporate stooge that they
trained you to be and... then you'll see what you get for your loyalty!
they call it "down sizing" but that's just a backhanded saying for the
phrase: "we're gonna screw you, till you're down on your knees... and you
better not try to complain cause there's another hundred stiffs like you,
all who'd plead... i'd kiss your ass just for a chance to be a whore to
your company!" you see it every day, everywhere, on the t.v. screen each
time a different face or family, but it's always the same "we worked here
all our lives, gave them everything we had and now they say they're gonna
move the factory, to a third world country where the labor is cheap." but
the fact my friend that you don't see is the money you spend on the goods
they make supports their methods of abuse on the third world scene and
in your very own backyard, yes your country so i won't be the consumer
that they want me to be because the goods i own, aren't going to set me
free so i won't buy that crap, they want to sell me because the goods i
own, won't set anyone free
This Is Not A Crass Song
you're walking down the street in the middle of
the day the sun is shinning brightly everything is quite ok but then you
hear this song, it makes you stop and yell out, "hey!" you might think
that it is... but this is not a crass song you might think that it is but
i'm telling you it ain't! although i will admit it sounds like something
they might write it's a happy little ditty makes you stop and move you're
feet you might think that this is... but this is not a crass song! masterpieces
don't usually get written in a minute but this one took just seconds or
even less time to pen it but don't be too amazed, cause it's just got one
verse and chantin' your might think that this is... (read this line in
your best cockney accent) ahh... right... it's not a crass song is it?
the guitar riff is real savage and it ain't on all that on time the vocals
are so cockney that they may just blow your mind and it's got made up words
like "icklee", "zicklee", "vin", and "plime" you might think that this
is... no! no! this is not a crass song! we like to play it in the morning
like to play it in the night do yourself a favor matey, sing it instead
of starting fights after only just one verse i'm telling you you'll feel
all right you might think that this is... but this is not a crass song!
play it when you're walking, walking down the street play it when you're
riding on your bike or on your feet doesn't really matter cause it's really
really neat you might think that this is... ahhh... sing it to your mommy,
sing it to your dad sing it to your new girl friend or the one you just
had...