PUNK IS DEAD Crass

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 ain't

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

MOTHER-EARTH Crass

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

HURRY UP GARRY (the parsons farted) Crass

so many parasites living off our sweat so many fuckers in for what they can get punk ain't about your standards and your rules it ain't another product for the suckers and the fools your sit behind your

END RESULT Crass

wouldn't you love to see me dead?

MAJOR GENERAL DESPAIR Crass

just hatred, poverty, aggression, misery so much money spent on war when three quarters of the world is so helplessly poor major general despair sits at his desk, planning a new mode of attack he's quite

DO THEY OWE US A LIVING? Crass

treats us today at school they give you shit drop you in the pit you try and try and try to get out but you can't because they've fucked you about then you're a prime example of how they must not be this is

SO WHAT Crass

if the master walked on the water don't see him trying to stop the slaughter say i wouldn't have to live from bins if i would go along, confess my sins say i shouldn't commit no crime cos jesus christ is

SYSTEMATIC DEATH Crass

system, system, system - death in life system, system, system - the surgeons knife system, system, system - hacking at the cord system, system, system - a child is born poor little fucker, poor little

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

WHAT THE FUCK? Crass

Now in your control, birth and death Dry, the bodies, incandescent in the heat Your fire is melting both soil and soul In plan maybe, is that not enough?

SUCKS Crass

jesus fucks chorus: is it alright really? it is alright really? is it working? do you really believe in marx? marx fucks do you really believe in thatcher?

DRY WEATHER Crass

is there anyone prepared to tell me why? tell me why i'm being sucked dry?

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

BANNED FROM THE ROXY Crass

fuck 'em, chosen to make my stand against what i feel is wrong with this land just sit there on their overfed arses feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes keep their fucking power cos their finger's

ASYLUM Crass

guilt, sin he would nail my body upon his cross suicide visionary, death reveller rake, rapist, lifefucker, jesu earthmover, christus, gravedigger you dug the pits of auschwitz the soil of treblinka is

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 peace in

WHAT A SHAME Crass

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 watch out for the quiet ones at the back all they want is

REALITY WHITEWASH Crass

acting out a game in their own fucked up way, most people do the same she cleans the bathroom mirror so she can line her eyes an expert in delusion, an artist in disguise she's not content with what she is

YOU CAN BE WHO? Crass

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 eat the fat of the land that they robbed from the poor the butcher is

MOTHER LOVE Crass

are you're just a status symbol that they need to have in life just the proof they need to be the perfect man and wife chorus like a fucking dustbin they fill you up with trash tell you all that life is

REJECT Crass

if you were fucked up just like me a reject of society they say i dig a hole and jump right in well i don't give a shit about anything i don't comply to their silly rules all they are is hypocritical fools

RIVAL TRIBAL REBEL REVELS (PART 2) Crass

cor blimey guvnor i'm the big 'un, cop an eyeful of this muscular arm being tough 'n' rough is my kind of fun but, of course i never do no harm ain't my fault i like cracking bones, gives me a funny

POISON IN A PRETTY PILL Crass

glaze and gauze they say "forget yourself, adorn with this disguise" this womanhood of smooth and tampered whores let me warn you of their cold sensitivity they'll have you gathered in a trap of glass is

NINETEEN EIGHTY BORE Crass

harm and wasn't the holocaust terrible, good thing it wasn't for real of course i've heard of h-block, it's the baccy with man appeal deeper and deeper and deeper, layer upon layer illusion, confusion, is

Punk Is Dead Jeffrey Lewis

Punk is dead Yes that's right, punk is dead It's just another cheap product for the consumer's head Bubblegum rock on plastic transistors Schoolboy sedition backed by big time promoters CBS promoted the

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 mi...

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?...

BEG YOUR PARDON Crass

chorus: beg the question, bend the truth bail out the basement while there's holes in the roof in the beginning they said there was light there ain't much left of it now we're lost in the darkness...

TIRED Crass

what do you want? what do you want? i'm tired of adrenalin soaked fools tired of idiots playing with the rules know it's not a thing that a man would do but you get the same rush by jumping a bus ...

YOU PAY Crass

you're paying for prisons, you're paying for war paying for lobotomies, you're paying for law paying for their order, paying for their murder paying for your ticket to watch the farce knowing you'...

DEADHEAD Crass

tired bored sad people, tired bored sad lives endless cars on endless roadways endless shopfronts with endless lies even the winners, even the punters, tight lipped packages, think it's bad can't ...

GENERAL BACARDI Crass

chorus: seen it all before, revolution at my back door who's to say it won't happen all again cos the generals sip bacardi, while the privates feel the pain they talk from the screen and t.v. tube...

CRUTCH OF SOCIETY Crass

don't want to bury my head in the crutch of society perverted parent that takes my energy sucking me dry with your morals, your threats christ, your queen, your politics fucking hypersensitive, su...

FIGHT WAR, NOT WARS Crass

fight war, not wars (x 8)

BUMHOOLER Crass

chorus: if they drop a bomb on us, we fucking deserve it we know we got it coming, we fucking deserve it they got a comfy set up, they'll try and preserve it we had the early warning, we can sit a...

SECURICOR Crass

i'm a private in a private army 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 wi...

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...

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

Bleak Soulfly

posers falling Suffocating in garbage So much trash in excess Feed your ego up your ass On your knees, blood sucking pigs Die of your own disease Worms and ashes, feed the masses Up your ass, blood cloth dead

Punk Rock Girl Dead Milkmen

One Saturday I took a walk to Zipperhead I met a girl there And she almost knocked me dead Punk rock girl please look at me Punk rock girl what do you see?

Punk Hari Ini Superman Is Dead

Kubenci semua yang tak pasti Rambut spikey dibilang funky Mall dipenuhi lambang anarki Yang akhirnya hilang tak berarti Cheerleader ingin jadi punk rock star MTV hari ini, Rock'N Roll telah mati Nyanyikan

Good Night Punk Switchfoot

Everything I ever need to know I learned at the Punk Rock show The Punks should know How to through an elbow or a fist A spinning world of hit and miss Of violent bliss But hold on hold on I'll never

Five Years Dead Motley Crue

Five Years Dead Uptown downtown Haven't seen your face around Paper said you shot a man Trigger happy punk down in Chinatown You're five years dead Sexy Sue from Hong Kong Asked around right

Punk ELLEGARDEN

When I am someone you have never seen That is just too bad for your eyes When I am someone you have never felt I'm too bad for your touch I'm standing here looking for chicks Looking for chicks

Punk Rock Song bad religion

Punk Rock Song have you been to the desert? have you walked with the dead?

펑펑펑 (Punk Punk Punk) 러브 락 패밀리(Love Rock Family)

올해 크리스마스 에는 하얀 펑크눈이 내릴까요 <간주중> 하늘에 눈이 펑 펑펑 내 맘 속에 펑크뮤직 내 눈물도 펑펑 펑 펑크뮤직 흐르네 흐르네 언제부턴가 재미없는 크리스 마스 하얀 눈들은 아 리가토 고자이마 스 함께 놀던 친구 들아 어딜 간거야 98년 청춘들아 어딜 간거니 목청 높여 외쳐 부른 그 청춘의 소리 아직도 내 귓가 에 맴도네 맴 맴 맴도네 하...

펑펑펑 (Punk Punk Punk) 기명신

올해 크리스마스에는하얀 펑크눈이 내릴까요하늘에 눈이 펑펑펑내 맘속에 펑크뮤직내 눈물도 펑펑펑펑크뮤직 흐르네흐르네언제부턴가 재미없는 크리스마스하얀 눈들은 아리가토 고자이마스함께 놀던 친구들아 어딜 간거야98년 청춘들아 어딜 간거니목청 높여 외쳐 부른 그 청춘의 소리아직도 내 귓가에 맴 도네맴 맴 맴도네하늘에 눈이 펑펑펑내 맘속에 펑크뮤직내 눈물도 펑펑펑...

High-Fiving MF Local H

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 our band You're haircut is

Punk Rock Song. Bad Religion

have you been to the desert have you walked with the dead there's a hundred thousand children being killed for their bread and the figures don't lie they speak of human disease but we do what we