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Anti-System
No Laughing Matter
CND's a farce, they'll never get anything done
Pathetic annual marches, is that where we belong?
Law abiding marches, everyone shouts "Peace",
"Love, Not War", "Ban The Bomb", but the weapons still increase
Together we could stop the bomb but it needs more than CND
A peaceful world could be had, but not through organised processions
There must be an alternative way to voice your aspirations
Kept in line, in rank and file, been through it all before,
But such useless forms of protest would never prevent a war
Together we could stop the bomb but it needs more than CND
CND's a farce, they'll never get anything done
Pathetic annual marches, is that where you belong?
Law abiding marches, everyone shouts "Peace",
"Love, Not War", "Ban The Bomb", but the weapons still increase
Together we could stop the bomb but it needs more than CND
"The captain gets a special key to control the final launch. On the deck below the 16 missiles in their cubes, with war-heads ten times as powerful as the Hiroshima bomb, are made ready. Always handy is a wooden club to beat off any unauthorize person trying to interfere. Their's another one in the missile control center below."
Bombs tumble from the sky
Millions suffer, millions die
Millions cry, millions bleed
Where were you God in this moment of need
Aeroplanes rumble overhead
Your home, your town left for dead
Loved ones perish, scorch & burn
The end was inevitable but still you didn't learn
The air is blue on which you breath
The food you eat is the food you need
The water's poison which you drink
The facts were there but no you didn't think
A terrifying end, a wasted life
Cry your guilt for your charred wife
Your mind is numb, your eyes they bleed
The end was inevitable but still you didn't see, see, see, see
No you didn't see
Since the age of understanding I've been told that God will forgive my sins if I go to church
And if I was a good little boy I could have an extra helping of beef on my sunday meal
And at school they brainwashed me to believe that God is everywhere ready to serve me in times of hardship
But if this was true there wouldn't be such things as starving children in the Third World
And there wouldn't be wars beeing fought in foreign countries at this moment
And there wouldn't be such things as class, hate, disease, malnutrition, rape, violence and murder
Is this the world that God made
With poverty, strife & greed
This so called world that God made
With so many people in need
This is pain world leaders gave
Death & pain & fear
As a child crawls another yard
Death hangs just so near
Mummy, help me mummy
Mummy, help me mummy
Is this the pain world leaders gave
Death, disease, starvation
Buying bombs to fuel the arms race
When they could have feed the nation
Also the world that God made
So violent, disturbed & corrupted
And this was the world that God made
Until it all erupted
Mummy, help me mummy
Mummy, help me mummy
"When the snare is set, it will cut whatever comes along; it is utterly indiscriminant. It may've been set for rabbits or foxs, but actually catchs badges, deers, cats and dogs. Sheeps, cattles and pigs are also of fallen victims. It is all a matter of look, a very cruel look."
A fox caught in the steel leg hole trap
A method really sick
The fox chews through its own limbs
In a pitful attempt to escape
You take the coats of beautiful animals
So you can look attractive
No you never stop to think of the animal suffering
It's a sad reflection of humanity
The demand for fur coats will cause thousands of death
Deaths the needn't be
But their high price tags won't match
The cost is agony
The badgers caught in the steel leg hole trap
A method really sick
The badger chews through its own limbs
In a pitful attempt to escape
You take the coats of beautiful animals
So that you can look attractive
You never think of the animal suffering
It's a sad reflection of humanity
The demand for fur coats will cause thousands of death
Deaths the needn't be
But their high price tags won't match
The cost is agony
But their high price tags won't match
The cost is agony
But their high price tags won't match
The cost is agony
But their high price tags won't match
The cost is agony
"As the threat of nuclear war hangs over your heads, we will all live in a state of fear for the future. Some kids are growing up believing that a nuclear war is inevitable. Is this the kind of future you want?"
Four minute warning that's all we get
Before the bomb falls, a holocaust of death
Full blooded cities raised to the ground
Hear the sound of silence, the most deadly sound
Mutilated bodies no skin to see
It's all that's left after a radium spree
Hiroshima heroes they started it all
We've got to stop the next big fall
No more life to protest about
Now we've suffered the big fall out
No more life to protest about
Now we've suffered the big fall out
Mutilated bodies no skin to see
It's all that's left after a radium spree
Hiroshima heroes they started it all
We've got to stop the next big fall
No more life to protest about
Now we've suffered the big fall out
No more life to protest about
Now we've suffered the big fall out, out, out, out, out, out, out
Who's telling you not to get worried? Those who aren't going to die
Nuclear Detterrence, just another Government lie
Over 50 000 nuclear bombs
When 400 will do the job
Nuclear bombs, well we all know what they're for
They tell us they want Peace, when already armed for War
Over 50 000 nuclear bombs
When 400 will do the job
Over 50 000 nuclear bombs
When 400 will do the job
Piss to this bloody farce, we're already dead and gone
And when it's finally over who will have won?
Over 50 000 nuclear bombs
When 400 will do the job
Nuclear bombs, well we all know what they're for
They tell us they want Peace, when already armed for War
Over 50 000 nuclear bombs
When 400 will do the job
"Tyra, who was 21 months old, died yesterday after beeing admitted with bruses, bites and severe head injuries.
Tyra, who was 21 months old, died yesterday after beeing admitted with bruses, bites and severe head injuries.
Tyra, who was 21 months old, died yesterday after beeing admitted with bruses, bites and severe head injuries."
Why does this wonderous God above
Create on earth this perverted love
As this child enters the world the trouble begins
Cos "Mr Hardman's" gonna make it pay for his sins
Why does this child live in fear
The night when "Mr Hardman's" drink too much beer
Strange love living in fear
Rejected, abused by his parents dear
Rejected & abused, strange loves, fear
Well the kid needs putting in it's place
So it's left with a scar upon it's face
The kid obstructs the couples plans
It's an unwanted child they have on their hands
So between them they think they have the right
To destroy something that can't put up a fight
Strange love living in fear
Rejected, abused by his parents dear
Rejected & abused, strange loves, fear
Something of beauty, mechanically perfect
They have no feelings, so tears have no effect
Look at a baby, it represents something clean and pure
??? forced to a cure
How can people be so sick, how can people be so blind
Tormented, perverted, twisted mind
Strange love living in fear
Rejected, abused by his parents dear
Rejected & abused, strange loves, fear
How could they put a life to waste
I'd love a minute with a beast, I'd give him a taste
This child needs love & affection
It shouldn't need so much protection
From fools who indulge in thoughtless sex not love
We need help from this so called God above
Strange love living in fear
Rejected, abused by his parents dear
Rejected & abused, strange loves, fear
Wot Not Meat (To live! Life)
The death toll rises, 32 billion in 83
Are you so ignorant, you cannot see
The agony and pain that goes on
But you're the murderer you can't see no wrong
Ramming down the flesh without a thought
Wot No Meat! So you bought
How can you live with this murder on your mind?
Well, maybe you're deaf or maybe you're blind
Animals aren't ours to eat but they're living creatures
They're not some butchers sunday features
Now who eats three whole cows, 17 pigs, 25 lambs, 420 chickens and numerous other animals?
You in your average lifespan!
Now think about it!
There's no easy solution to the problems in the world today
We've got an answers but then we've got no say
A simple end to the food shortage, give A to B
But it's "unpractical" to save the dying, they can't give food away for free
We should be telling the government where to go
Don't say it won't work, you haven't tried... so how do you know?
Anarchy isn't the mindless violence associated with Punk Rock
Real Punk chaos & the spirit of 77 is no longer such a big shock
Young minds already numbed by the droning of Boy George or Wham
Oblivious to the oncoming nightmare, it's all a sham
Fight for jobs, "Crisis in Britain" the daily Express reads
Speaking for the rich from who it feeds
Why should there be a division between rich & poor
There's enough wealth to share around and even more
The rich have far more than they will ever need
But through their priviledged upbringing they've only been taugh greed
Sickly fucking experiments on some poor cat
So they can't take alchohol, why should they die for that?
There's no easy answers to the problems in the world today
But ignoring them won't send them away
We're being messed up more and more
We have nobody but ourselves for our protection, they have the law
The law isn't for us, so remember that
It only protects them, and that's a fact
If you really do listen and care you'll know it's time for me & you
To stop laughing about it all and find something to do
So long as you and your family have more than enough to eat
So long as you're nice and comfy on your brand new 3 piece suit
So long as everybody's alright in "Coronation Street"
So long as the television's not showing another repeat
Don't care about the Third World struggling to survive
Cos you've got lots of money, new coat for the wife
Don't care about the Third World struggling to survive
Cos you've got lots of money, new coat for the wife
So long as there's plenty tits, page three of "The Sun"
So long as you and your wife are having lots and lots of fun
So long as you've got your holiday each and every year
So long as you've got your big fat gut filled with fucking beer
Don't care about the Third World struggling to survive
Cos you've got lots of money, new coat for the wife
Don't care about the Third World struggling to survive
Cos you've got lots of money, new coat for the wife
You don't really care what's happening elsewhere in the world
You never stop to think of children starving and dying because they can't afford food nor medicine
Do you realise that there's people that haven't seen such luxuries as cars, television and video
So just stop thinking of your fuckin' self for a change
And give a thought for the people a lot less fortunate than yourselves
And stop moaning about pretty little things like "Does my hair look alright?",
"Wonder if I can drink more beer than Bill?", "Can't wait to get my new car"
As long as there's people like you in the world there will always be people starving
You really make me sick, you really make me sick, fucking sick
Brains in bits - Electrodes attached
Crowded in pens - For eggs to hatch
Rabbits don't cry - Mice don't fight
Join the animals - In their plight
The answer is simple
No we're not cripples
You should care
If you fucking dare
The liberators - Got good intentions
But not through violence - Just break their sentence
Peaceful means - Should be used
To show disgust - At animals abused
Free the creatures
God's so called preachers
Let them live
Is that much to give?
Fux fur coats - And seal skin jackets
Look better on animals - Than hanged old faggots
And guts - Death & pain
Needless killing - Cos they're so vain
Stop the culls
More smashed skulls
Just let them live
Or is that much to give
Animal Welfare - Animal Welfare
We hear your resolutions
We hear your resolutions
We hear your resolutions...
We hear your resolutions - Empty Threats
We hear your resolutions - Empty Threats
We hear your resolutions - Empty Threats...
EMPTY THREATS
Anti-System.
Mick -- vocals.
Kev -- vocals.
Varik -- guitar.
Keany -- bass.
Phil -- drums.
Recorded at the Woodlands Studio, October 84.
Engineer by Neil Feryuson.