HURRY UP GARRY (the parsons farted) Crass

the bastards, what are they playing at?

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?

DEADHEAD Crass

a revolution could deal with anything so sad it's all set up so you can't do it not let up so you don't make it all arranged so you can't have it all enclosed so you won't take it set in little pockets

WHAT A SHAME Crass

doesn't take much to bring you down there are plenty of 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

DO THEY OWE US A LIVING? Crass

fuck the politically minded here's something i want to say about the state of the nation the way it treats us today at school they give you shit drop you in the pit you try and try and try to get out

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

END RESULT Crass

health my ingredients will seize up your bodys function i am the dirt that everyone walks on i am the orphan nobody wants i am the staircarpet everyone uses i am the leper nobody wants to touch....much

DRY WEATHER Crass

oh yes, that is yours and this is mine as long as the balance is out, that's fine i don't define the terms of the oppression do you awake to that dull and grey depression?

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 and

NINETEEN EIGHTY BORE Crass

switch on the set, light up the screen fantasise and dream about what you might have been who needs controlling when they've got the cathode ray they've got your fucking soul, now they'll fuse your brains

REJECT Crass

not for me the factory floor sweeping up from nine to four not for me the silly rat race don't see the point in anycase people ask me why i say what i do i say to them "well wouldn't you?"

REALITY WHITEWASH Crass

the grey man at the wheel looks around to see if there's some skirt he can steal he doesn't really want to, he's just acting out a game in their own fucked up way, most people do the same she cleans

BANNED FROM THE ROXY Crass

on the button got control and won't let it be forgotten truth of their reality is at the wrong end of a gun proof of that is belfast and that's no fucking fun seeing the squaddy lying in the front yard

MOTHER LOVE Crass

chorus: mummy and daddy owned me till i could understand at the end of my arm was my own fucking hand in my head i had a brain that they filled up with lies i didn't fucking need them with their love

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, searching

YOU CAN BE WHO? Crass

don't want a life of lies and pretence don't want to play at 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

RIVAL TRIBAL REBEL REVELS (PART 2) Crass

kind of thrill i can't help smiling at the pathetic moans, when i go in for the kill tribal wars are raging, it's a battlefield on the street there's games to play and hell to pay when the rival tribal

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 with

POISON IN A PRETTY PILL Crass

"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 your reflection all the

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

SO WHAT Crass

they ask me why i'm hateful, why i'm bad they tell me i got things they never had they tell me go to church and see the light cos the good lord's always right so what, so what so what if jesus died on

MAJOR GENERAL DESPAIR Crass

unconcerned about chance or risk the major general's a hard nut to crack oh yes, he designs a cruise missile, tactically sound, operationally ok while the starving crawl onto the deathpile they can't

WHAT THE FUCK? Crass

Now you would destroy the earth Dry, the river beds What now?

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 million

MOTHER-EARTH Crass

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

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

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, super

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

ASYLUM Crass

i vomit for you jesu shit forgive down now from your cross down now from your papal heights from the churlish suicide, petulant child down from those pious heights royal flag bearer, goat, billy i vomit

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 talk

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

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

TIRED Crass

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 queue tired of bully boys looking for a fight

SUCKS Crass

maggie sucks chorus do you really believe in the system? well o.k. i believe in anarchy in the uk chorus

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've

FIGHT WAR, NOT WARS Crass

fight war, not wars (x 8)

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...

Possibly Parsons Green Fairport Convention

Don't say you caught me, if you don't need me Then I'll walk away, come on make up your mind Don't try to use me or cry to confuse me cause I know your games and they're the same games as mine Feels

What Goes Up Alan Parsons

What goes up, must come down What must rise, must fall And what goes on in your life Is writing on the wall If all things must fall Why build a miracle at all If all things must pass Even a miracle

What Goes Up... Alan Parsons

What goes up, must come down What must rise, must fall And what goes on in your life Is writing on the wall If all things must fall Why build a miracle at all If all things must pass Even a miracle

Bleak Soulfly

Maggots crawling, 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

Winding Me Up Alan Parsons

Well it was only a game she was mine for the asking And I'd figured the whole thing out When she told me her name it was more than a feeling There wasn't any doubt Well it felt so good

HURRY HURRY HURRY NTB (엔티비)

Out for Single~ Comming Now 진짜가 나타났어 이런 기분이 또 드는 건 어쩌면 거짓말 (워~워워~) 기다린 밤 우린 Top인 걸 보여줄게 all ma crazy gotta turn it up ma God You feel ma lady 내 맘에 빠져 봐봐 hey 내 심장이 떨려 네 가슴을 흔드는 엔돌핀 봐 You

Brass Buttons Gram Parsons

Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes Warm evenings, pale mornings, bottle of blues And the tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes My mind was young

The Turn Of A Friendly Card Alan Parsons

Artist: Alan Parsons Album: The Turn Of A Friendly Card Year: 1980 Title: The Turn Of A Friendly Card There are unsmiling faces and bright plastic chains And a wheel in perpetual motion And they

The Voice Alan Parsons

It's almost a feeling you can touch in the air You look all around you but nobody's there It's been a long time now since you've been aware That someone is watching you (he's gonna get you) Sooner

Games People Play Alan Parsons

Games People Play (Lead vocal - Lenny Zakatek) Where do we go from here now that all other children are growin' up And how do we spend our lives if there's noone to lend us a hand I don't wanna live

Still Feeling Blue Gram Parsons

Time can pass and time can heal But it don't ever pass the way I feel You went away a long time ago And why you left I never knew The lonely days and lonely nights Guess the world knows I ain't feelin'

She Gram Parsons

She she came from the land of the cotton Land that was nearly forgotten by everyone And She worked and she slaved so hard A big old field was her back yard in the delta sun Oh, but she sure could sing

You Lie Down With Dogs Alan Parsons

You're such a cool woman but I love you Such a cruel woman but I love you Open up your eyes and realise You're such a fool woman but I love you But you give me all that you've got to