Mind Fuckers Fucking Minds

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The Fucking Pricks Treat Us Like Cunts
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Record # 1
1. Punk
2. Mind Fuckers Fucking Minds
3. Hard Sell
4. Love Song
5. Mickey Tuneoil
6. Desire
7. Blood Lust Rite
8. The Falklands War

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1.Punk
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Punk...............Sucks.

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2.Mind Fuckers Fucking Minds (1:40)
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The fucking cunts treat us like pricks
Feeding us shit, fucking our minds, until we think like tits.

Mind fuckers fucking minds

She slowly folds back the wrapper [foreskin] on, her cranburys flake
Gripping the chocolates firm body in her hand, slowly
And deliberately moves it toward her mouth [suck]
Her tounge flicks along her lips eager anticipation
Her mouth moistens as her lips pout to take the [cock].

Mind fuckers fucking minds. x2

Page three tits have become more important than the news
Bodies are something else natural and beautiful, they've been abused
Just like love, another product to sell and wrap
Distorting natural relationships with more of their crap
Creating needs and desires to ensure that you'll be back
People become another possesion and you acquire to use
With all this shit they distort peoples views
Everythings so fucking sexual
The mind fuckers have won

Mind fuckers fucking minds. x3

Breast, loin, rump, sweet meat
Let the foreplay begin
Shove the stuffling up its arse
Massage the oil into its skin
Another erotic sensual farce
Chew on the meat, revel in the pain
Pleasures of the flesh, meat, war
Death, voyeurism again and again and again

Mind fuckers fucking minds. x4

Can't escape from their shit
Like fish lured to the bait
End up thinking like I've been taught
Crumpet, fuck her, I realize too late
Both raped, mind and body onslaught
Everything's so fucking sensual
Unless fuckings involved it can't be fun
Everything's so fucking sensual
The mind fuckers have won.

Page three tits have become more important than the news
Bodies are something else natural and beautiful, they've been abused
Just like love, another product to sell and wrap
Distorting natural relationships with more of their crap
Creating needs and desires to ensure that you'll be back
People become another possesion and you acquire to use
With all this shit they distort peoples views
Everythings so fucking sexual
The mind fuckers have won

Mind fuckers fucking minds. x3

Breast, loin, rump, sweet meat
Let the foreplay begin
Shove the stuffling up its arse
Massage the oil into its skin
Another erotic sensual farce
Chew on the meat, revel in the pain
Pleasures of the flesh, meat, war
Death, voyeurism again and again and again

Mind fuckers fucking minds. x4

Can't escape from their shit
Like fish lured to the bait
End up thinking like I've been taught
Crumpet, fuck her, I realize too late
Both raped, mind and body onslaught
Everything's so fucking sensual
Unless fuckings involved it can't be fun
Everything's so fucking sensual
The mind fuckers have won.

The women lined the shore to send their loved ones off the war
Flashing knickers and breasts persuaded their men to do their best
Fuck the argie cunts after all it was them who started the war
And rush home afterwards, we've cunts you can fuck some more
Maggie was a woman, yet she showed the men how it was done
You don't need to be a man to fight, another battle he has won
Everything's so fucking sensual
Unless fuckings involved it can't be fun
Everything's so fucking sexual
The mind fuckers have won

The mind fuckers fucking minds. x5

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3.Hard Sell (8:40)
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Masturbator manipulator
Why do you want me to look at a woman as a fuck on two legs
So you can earn a living
Is it necessary for me to be
Thick, stupid, sexist
For your product to sell?

Prick shaped deodorants
Thighs fill the tubes
The medias full of tits
My intelligence, emotions
Bruised, used, abused
So your product can sell

This kind of exploitation produces attitude
That leaps to rape
Rape with the eyes
Rape with the penis

Men are progressive now
They left women earn a wage
But then both get home from work
It's usually her who does the dinner and chores
Which leads to frustration and rows
Thousands of battered people

It is up to us to reject these fantasies
These perversions of love
From the top shelf at the newsagents
Filled with stories of violation
To the "gloss over your best features" posters
Stillettoes, acceptable bondage?

I'm no fucking prick on two legs either

Strumpet, hussy, jade, piece, whore
Whoremaster, gigolo, don juan, wolf
The unfairness of our languge
Reflects the mind of our oppressors
Filthy, obscene, scabby brains
Rule our world
Don't be taken in

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4.Love Song (11:00)
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She was raped and butchered on the cold earth
Stained with terror, shat on and crushed
Forced to submut to a throbbing penetration
Raped to remember the scene by the police at the station
She was raped and interrogated standing in court
Lookin sick upon the aggresson who labelled her 'whore

Sating sheets, waterbeds
Sun tanned bodies, cheap red wine
Tunnel of love, knotted leather whips
Rotting roses, tits tits tits
Grease, birds, booze
Bodies and bums

He switched on the illusion of masculine power
Beautiful girls and a big flashy car
And converted the fallacy into reality
Raping his wife as a part of the fantasy
Frightened and weary she hides from the dark
Her sanity has broken and fear leaves its mark.

Cheap thrills, naughty peep shows
Rubber dolis, cheap stickly perfume
Rubber love, tug of love
Battery vibrators, pricks dicks licks
Gel, johnnies, dildoes
Crutchless panties

Hard-on brutality frayed at her wrists
She feared the macho force throb of his prick
Forced orfered rape of her mind and her body
The days she took for granted were his sickly folly
Hating his weapon like a gun at her head
She realized too late that her life had been bled.

Rape, porn, pain
Page three Susie next to rape victim
Dissatisfied with sex and lust
Forceful heaving throbbing dick
Manhood, sex, prick, desire
Smother, lover, desire, fuck, rape

We all have a responsibility to put an end to sexual abuse
As much as male aggression appears to be the cause
We as women must understand that our history of passivity
Is also to blame
Only together can we affect real change.

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5.Mickey on Tuneoil (13:25)
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If I wanted to live in America
I'd get off my arse and go and live over there
But I've denied the choice, Reagen decided
That Britains to be his 53rd state, and that's no hysterical scare
Can you see, cruise was forced upon us as part of
An American business deal, or don't you fucking care.

Now Reagans got Britain held so firmly in his fist
We can't fire or veto a decisiion to fire cruise
In reality we're so powerless we may as well not exist
We've become just another of the missle pads he plans to use

Tatchers just a puppet in his fucked up game
It's fucking obvious that world domination is his aim
While he uses Tatcher he can't see someone's using him just the same
It isn't governments
But big business rulers this fucked up world
Profit is their only vision, they have no concept of suffering or pain
Now we've spotted the enemy, isn't the answer fucking plain?

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6.Desire(14:10)
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I'm disgusted with the social attitudes
That thing that rape is a desire held within
Everyone just waiting to become used
Is a took, an excuse for the confused
It's not something dreamt up overnight
They've pushed down your throat this shit filth sight
Till you no longer use your sight as something straight
They've fed you shit on every single plate
As we become numbed by what we have seen
We felt comfortable amongst things obscene
Well I tell you I've simply had enough
I want life with freedom, equality and love
Three things that you don't want to give
Because you neber wanted us to ever live
You've kept people hyptnotized by your lies
With obscenities, abuse, they'll never realize
That in life there can be so much more
Not the constant grovelling on the floor
For more tricks, more shit, more tits
The fucking cunts/pricks are treating you like pricks/cunts.

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7.Blood Lust Rite(15:40)
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A total of 777 Brittish servicemen and civilians were
injured in the Falklands conflict. This is in addition
to the 255 dead. Ministry of Defence figures give:
Loss of arm, 4; Loss of leg, 16; Loss of foor, 9; Loss of
hand, 1; Loss of toes, 1; Eye injuries, 15; Ear injuries,
12; Burns, 120; Head injuries, 59; Fractures, 58;
Gunshot wounds, 72; Other wounds, including
shrapnel, 195; Trench foot and other injuries cause
by cold, 109; Shock, 17; Smoke inhilation, 13;
Dislocations and sprains, 39; Minor and unknown,
39. Of the 120 with burns, 17 have burns of more
than 20 per cent. Two of the 13 with eye injuries
had been blinded, one in both eyes, and one in one
eye only; An eye for an eye, an eye for an eye, an
eye for an eye, an eye for an eye...

And the nation lined the streets to welcome them back and beg for more
Great Britain was great again at last
And all the shit at home became memories of the past
The riots, Northern Ireland, unemployment just ceased to exist
Now that our boys, overseas, had slaughtered and killed
To sho, despite all, Great Britain was still the greatest
The papers understood, they made it seem so simple
The showed us that was is black and white
You want peace and freedom you've got to be prepared to fight
But while they dished out their shallo propagana shit
They kept the real horror of war right out of sigh
No one reported about the thousands killed or maimed
In their pointless blood lust rite.

Well they didn't ask me if I agreed with their bloody fight
It wasn't for my sake that they flexed their military might
It wasn't for my sake that innocent men fell into their rifle sight
It's fucking shit that those young men died for me
They were just expendable fodder consumed by their army
Well fuck off, I've swallowed enough of your shit
Stuff your self-righteous moral violence
I've seen and expirienced enough of it.

You can't fight for freedom or liberty
Remove all oppression that exists
Then people really will be free
Face the truth, you couldn't give a toss
These young men died for nothing
Like Jesus died on his cross
While people continue to accept your shit
You're happy to keep dishing it out
Pushing objectors to the bottom of your put
You're so fucking deaf you can't hear their desperate shout
Oppressed starving people pleading to be let out
They don't ask for much, just to be given a chance
But you're too busy to listen with your power game struggle
Afraid a show of compassion would flaw your iron lady stance
You fuck up our world then leave us to sort out the muddle
It's time we learnt from the mistakes of the past
Peace achieved through violence or force will never last.

Chorus:
Your was was stupid
Dead men
Your war proved nothing
Maimed men
Your war was pointless
Lamed men
Your war was avoidable
Pained men
Your was was deliberate
Betrayed men
Your war was your was
Slayed men
Another war, well what for
Forgotten men
Innocent men
Dead men
Why?

You must be fucking joking, I'll never forget
I can't forget those slaughtered innocent men
The burning at the bak of my mind is still the fucking same
The hurt in my conscience, the perpetual nagging blame
The war may be over but I'll never be the same
I'm soiled with the bloody filth that they created for personal gain
Thses soldiers supposedly died for me, just like Jesus died on his cross
I never asked them to throw away their lives
Yet I am still expected to share the burden of their guilt
They can fuck off, I'll not play a part in their shit creation
This sort of dirt cannot be swept under the carpet
To their graves the stench of burning flesh will fill their nostrils
They cannot wash the blood from their hands
It remains as a constant reminder of the suffering they have created
The mangled flesh will catch in their throats
They created war heros to try and make the pointless slaughter palatable
But even the most bigoted shitheads continue to choke on the truth
Thanks very much mate BUT
We don't want cripples on our victory parade
We don't want widows visiting their loved ones' graves
We don't want to have to face the truth
We don't want
We don't want
WE DON'T WANT YOUR FUCKING WAR

Chorus:
Your was was stupid
Dead men
Your war proved nothing
Maimed men
Your war was pointless
Lamed men
Your war was avoidable
Pained men
Your was was deliberate
Betrayed men
Your war was your was
Slayed men
Another war, well what for
Forgotten men
Innocent men
Dead men
Why?

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8.The Falkland War (20:25)
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The Falkland war was Tatcher's war
And the Great Brittish press towed the line
Conning the good Brittish public
That it was for them that soldiers were dying

The years of sweat and hard work put in by
The countless number of caring people in this country
Working as individuals or groups protesting against
Atrocities we are conditioned into believing are normal

Was destroyed by one callous cold blooded murderer
CND and the peace movement in this country and perhaps the world
Has been knocked back 25 years
So their nationalistic ideal was once again unfurled

Chorus:
It's not just animals
It's not just war
It's not just Tatcher
It's all the same cause
It's not just poverty
It's not just pain
It's not just exploitation
Can't you see they're all the same

It's now obvious that we are going to have to work harder
Together and as individuals to create a change that will last
The shits maintained the pretence of reasoning with us
Can't you see they ignore us and lead us to their holocaust

Refuse to allow the extremists to distort our vision
An effective movement should represent the ideas of all involved not just part
For too long we have allowed them to use our protest as a platform for their politics
CND and animal rights are something else they have used and abused

How much longer are we prepared to accept their shit
How much longer are we prepared to allow macho meat-heads
To use our protest as a payground to legitimise their violence
A chic cause to keep their fascistic desires fed

Each protest! march is becoming more and more like the last
Easier and easier for them to ignore
You can march against vivisection but what will that do
The real change will only come from you

Refuse to support their slaughter
Leather and taking society's pills are all supporting their games
Withdraw support and they'll collapse
It's us as individuals that will effect a change

Look to yourself and ask what can I do
Rather than subscribing to a mass conscience
And expecting it to come up with the answer
The only real solution can come from you

Protest can no longer afford to be self-indulgent
Mass protest does little but inspire those involved
As long as we realise this and use them as such
Rather than a token protest, I've done my bit is no longer enough

Fighting down the pub, fighting for anti-vivisection
Fighting on the terracesm fighting for RAR
Fighting in the Falklands, it's all the fucking same
We need to create a change, not enforce it

**(23:00)-(23:41)**

Perhaps it's time to open up Greenham to everyone
And dispel the government's fascist crap

We have the right to express our views
And campaign for what we believe
We have no right to enforce anything upon others
The anti-abortionists have the right to express their feelings
But no right to deny others the right to choose

Chorus:
It's not just animals
It's not just war
It's not just Tatcher
It's all the same cause
It's not just poverty
It's not just pain
It's not just exploitation
Can't you see they're all the same

Direct action was effective in the past
But is it now?
All laboratory animals freed are replaced by another lot
The same suffering doubled for what?

We can no longer afford to deal in isolated issues
The starving child is just one of the million starving
The time has come for us to learn to comprehend the magnitude of injustice in this world
And confront it with the whole fucking thing

From the meat on our plate
To the starving child, to the pornography in the newsagents
Are all part and parcel of our
Blinkered, uncaring, selfish attitude

Chorus:
It's not just animals
It's not just war
It's not just Tatcher
It's all the same cause
It's not just poverty
It's not just pain
It's not just exploitation
Can't you see they're all the same

We are the only country in Europe without an anti-war movement
CND wants to rid us of nuclear weapons
But we want to take it even further
Peace, not a conventional arms force

Anger is more easily dismissed than compassion
If you wouldn't like to be eaten don't support butchers
If you wouldn't like to be killed don't support the murderers
If you wouldn't like to be oppressed don't support the oppressors

It's so fucking simple, it's no good working for one thing at a time
Because by the time you've created your own little bit of heaven
They'll drop their bomb on it

Chorus:
It's not just animals
It's not just war
It's not just Tatcher
It's all the same cause
It's not just poverty
It's not just pain
It's not just exploitation
Can't you see they're all the same

[[Record #2 begins at (27:25)]]

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The Fucking Pricks Treat Us Like Cunts
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(27:25)

Record #2
9. Punk
10. Life we Make
11. Trouble at the Heart
12. The Sun
13. Shadow of Abuse
14. Very Funny
15. Cure for the Coprlite

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9. Punk
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Punk...................................Sucks

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10. Life we Make (28:55)
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I look around at the lives we've made
All the fun and pain we have all created
All those lives lived through hate
All the natural things we have all degreded
We take and we steal all we cannot own
Because this is life that we have all been shown.

Too much emphasis on greed
It makes so many bleed
No matter how much you plead
No one's ever listening

Does it make you glad, does it make you sad?
It makes me bloody mad, they're fucking up our lives
It's no longer just control, no longer just their rule
Now they want your life, to suck up to theirs
People in power that think that life's just great
Because they've never spent a day without
Our blood to fill their plates

They appear to be deaf, they appear to be unreal
No matter what you think they ignore how we feel
They grant us free speech, but they never listen
It's them that stay in power and us that go missing

They control your money
They control your smiles
They know exactly what you're doing
It's all in their files

We all want to be free, how ever will we
When their guns point to our heads, until our livesare bled
We can try and make a stand, but they won't understand
And it's them that hold the guns, and us who has to run
Born from our frustration, being tired of degradation
Of their brain washing trap, when their brains are full of crap

Passed onto us through life, their ways to keep us down
They train our minds to stink, our heads faced to the ground
They put us in a truck, feed us all on muck
We smile at the driver, as the cliff edge gets nearer

Never worried for a moment
'Cos the driver is confident
With a parachute on his back
He tells us to get in the sacks...

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11. Trouble at the Heart (32:20)
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Another fucking peace record
What good can it do?
Well we posed the question
The answer's up to you

You can philosophise until you're blue in the face
But it will have no effect on the nuclear arms race
As soon as your protest looks like getting through
The finger on the button will come down on you
Try to explain that we're repeating errors of the past
And they'll keep you reasoning into their holocaust
The authorities are prepared to keep you in your place
With more and more armed police, and just in case
You decide that you have had enough
The police are prepared to play it rough
Death on the streets, daily reality in Northern Ireland today
Don't kid yourself, it could happen here in the same way

We are integral cogs in their murder machine

If you don't agree with the power games they play
Why don't you stand up and fucking say
And if they ignore you or tell you to go away
Will you stand up and work for what you believe?
Or give up and just obey?
How many more innocent victims are you
Prepared to sit back and let them slay
Before you face up to yourself and stand up
For what you believe and call it a day
It's so fucking easy to say you believe in anarchy and peace
To shout your mouth off to the system
We don't need your rules or your police
But it's so much harder to really believe and to think it through
To try and live your life like you know you ought to do
Don't do to other what you don't want done to you
There's so much shit about it's difficult to know where to start
But we should put our own homes in order before tearing others apart

It's no good working on the body when there's trouble at the heart

You can't force other to do what you say
Show them a workable alternative, it's the only way
Stop putting it off, face yourself today
It's your life so fucking live it
Stop using protest like hippies used dope
Action, not escapism, is our only hope
The noose is rapidly tightening around our necks
And slowly but surely we're running out of rope
Act now or choke
If we want to change the system our only hope
Is to get off our arses
And give the bastards a poke.

Chorus:
If you don't agree with the games they play
Why don't you stand up and say
Withdrawl support, tell them to fuck their ways
How many times does it have to be said
You have your life, you don't need to be led
You have your life, you don't need to be led
You have every right to fight for your freedom
But it doesn't have to be like their games
We don't need violence to forward our aims
Refuse to be part of their torturing games

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12. The Sun (35:05)
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Do you support the Sun?
The paper that cums
The paper that supports our boys
And rapes our girls
The paper that licks Thatcher's arse
The paper that lies to class
The paper with the ten inch prick
The paper that feeds you shit
Fucks your mind, leaves you blind
Kids you you're having a good time
Reading about others lives
Fucked up moulded die cast ways
Fucked by the Sun's constant lies
To keep you at the bottom of the pit
Do you smile as they feed yu shit
Girls raped her, people fucked there
The Sun loves it all
Don't kid yourself they care
They create the pain
They do it time and time again
Thatcher, Sun mould the family unit
They smash anyone who tries to ruin it.

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13. Shadow of Abuse (36:00)
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You just sit there in your chair
Without a fucking care
Something must be done
This torture can't go on
Trapped inside four walls
You think there's nothing wrong at all
Everything to you is just right
'Cos you've never had to walk alone in the night
People imprisoned in their homes
Their fear only grows
Beaten up, raped, abused
This shadow of abuse
Your society is not alright
Don't kid yourself that it is
Your streets where people die
While you just pass on by.

(I think they replay 'Punk ........Sucks' inbetween these two tracks)

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14. Very Funny (37:35)
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Government, shit faced reactionary bigots
Support the rich, abandon the poor
To stop any change in societies positions
There's the bomb, army and police
With plastic bullets, CS gas and water cannons
To strengthen their law
Or get us involved in a timely war
The falklands, where next, Guiana, Gibraltar or Hong Kong
The patriarchal press stir up the fever
Soon the wrongs of parliament are forgotten
Northern Ireland, unemployment, restrictions of freedom
Don't exist as our boys uphold our honour
Our honour, shit, killing can never mean honour.

In the background of all this oppression
Plans are at bay to keep women in the home
They say 'After all children do need a mother
So we'll keep them dependent on the males
By cutting their social security
Encouraging the bosses to take on men
They need the work, don't you know?
You sexist wankers.

Amongst all this crap
Pop bands are singing phoney love songs on EMI
EMI, like all the big labels, deal in arms and hate
Selling high voltage electric prodders
To India for 'crowd control'
Exporting bombs, rifles, bullets, records
Some fucking love song

So it's only for fun
While they control how your life is run
So it's only for style
What the fuck's style got to do with life
In the nuclear battlefield
Yea, battlefield, Britain will be the centre
Of a strategic holocaust
So it's only for music
Music that finances wars all over the world
So it's only for a laugh
Very fucking funny

Sitting on your arse
Blotting out reality with fashions and drugs
Ain't going to stop them
Ruling our lives, oppressing our feelings
Opening our mail, tapping our phones
Searching our bodies, ransacking our homes
Making excessive profit from our work
Fuck them we've had enough
We've got to say no
And back up our ideas with positive actions

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15. Cure for the Coprlite (41:00)
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Filled with anger filled with joy. The love that we
hold you try to destroy. You build your walls, set
up doors. Steal our peace subject us to wars. Try
so hard to find peace of mind. Amongst the rotting
corpse of humankind. Up against your faceless
figure. Who kills, exploits and lies get bigger. You
never wanted us to live. You give no choice
just bottomless pits. We base our existence on
hopes and dreams. Extend our little hope to vast
extremes. In attempts to live the lives we need and
want. Against your rules and torture that haunts.
Your morals that paralyze and limit energy. That
demands we follow your shit sick effigy. You try to
rule us by inflicting fear. And controlling things
you know that we hold dear. You create the price
and then create false needs. Our happiness you
attack control and bleed. Some submit, accept and
never question. And in turn inflict on us your
useless lessons. Many drown and suffocate in your
lies of shit. You ignore the cries from the ones that
cannot fit. The noose around our necks just gets
tighter. The chains around our bodies get no ligher.
The whip that cracks our back cuts even deeper.
The hills you make us climb just get steeper. The starving
in many places just keep starving. Because their need
keeps your band manager laughing. You keep
everyone in lives you'd not even breath on. That
keeps you in a life that doesn't need a reason. You
deprive people of their social basic needs. To
provide your life with luxury shit greeds. You're
convinced that life is simple great. Because you've
never spend a day without a blood filled plate.
Plates that drain the freedom from our lives. Greed
that digs every honest person's grave. You've
convinced so many that your life is right. By brain
washing people into artificial sight. And blind
acceptance of your killing ideals. Made people
think that killing provided meals. You tooks away
the independence that life offered. And replaces it
with a need to conform and clobber. So that the
strong could suck off the wear. Where before
equality had been for us each. Forced to choose
the lesser of their two evils. To be stoned to death
or work against other people. Where before we had
all worked together. Where life was good and all
lives were qual. You control our lives right from
the womb. You force us to play your roles right
to the tomb. The things that we buld, cherish and
love. You try and control, deface, destroiy and rob.
For those that choose to speak out against your
ways. With the freedom of speech you seem to
think you gave. Life becomes bitterly hard and
cruel. For them you build so many traps and walls.
You seize and censor our communication. Subject
us to harmful degradation. You strip our bodies of
our tired torn clothes. In search of things you
don't want us to know. When you find our ideals
are from our heads. Tou lobotomise and tear our
minds to shreds. You make slaves out of human
beings. You turn people into begging work
machines. In order for your institutions to exist.
You have every new born person put through
sieves. Brainwashed from birth to accept your
roles. Of pupil, master, school, obeying rules. You
indoctrinate what you think is bad or good. Reduce
confidence at every stage that you could. You
create the mass and shrug individuality. Oppress
feelings and distort reality. You set up laws and
a police force to enforce them.

Claim it exists to protect the populaces freedom. You conception of what's right and wrong leaves us bleeding. You set up standards and expect everyone to reach them. Divided up and sent to so called special schools. Rejected, abused and labelled abnormal. There's no choice, no alternatives it's simply their rules. Their rules do not cater for who they thing to be fools. If we don't come up to scratch they just love to condemn. They think they've the right to rule 'coz we're younger than them. Never allowed to think or show our views or our opinions. This kind of education exists only to serve a sick rotting system. It doesn't exist to improve the lives of the people. It distorts natural awareness and sets to manipulate the feeble. They feed you pointless facts and oppressive lies and shit. And all the time test you to make sure that you've learnt it. Then all through life you're measured by the amount of crap you took in. Eleven years of their work preparation. To sacrafie life for the sake of a nation. A nation that sends a thousand people to their graves. To enforce so-called freedom and have your flag waved. A nation that promotes want and waste hand in hand. Where a hundred or so people control every woman and man. Nations build boundaries that restricts all of our movement. The world is ours yet it's been taken from beneath us. Possession and ownership they say keeps the world moving. But greed rapes the world and leaves it in ruin. Millions starve and live in pain until they die. Yet you're still spending billions sending rockets to the sky. You're spending millions on armaments every single day. In a hopeless shitty effort to win the games that you play. You'll do anything to win you don't care about the cost. You're not concerned for one moment at the lives that are lost. Or the people that are ruined or the people that get married. You'd destroy the entire world just to win your mad game. You destroy our lives with your tests and your waste. Creating problems for future generations that you'll never have to taste. You cultivate the seeds that provide you with profit. The route you take kills but you refuse to get off it. If there's a need to be exploited you always come last. You keep the poor where they are and the rich stay comfy. You promote ignorance to stop people getting grumpy. You control the press that indoctrinate the masses. To accept a shit existence and just live to regulate it. You love to stir the trouble in other people's yards. The papers you control ignore the same troubles exist in ours. You restrict people's time and allow little to go on. Force people to resort to t.v. more crap with your control on. Brainwash people in its intervals between moulded stupid lives. That makes people fight so become the life you contrive. You make people feel inadequate with your programmes and your ads. The people who refuse your roles you label sick or mad. The arms we hold each other with are all the arms we need. If we think about what we're doing all mouths we'd be to feed. Refuse to be part of their pyramid, the constant struggle to the top. Just get out from beneath it all, tell them to sot the lot. It's no wonder we get cancers with the lives that people lead. People always suffer when greed overrides people's needs. If we abuse ours and other bodies then abuse is what we'll get back. IT'S NOT CURES THAT WE SEARCH FOR IT'S PREVENTION THAT WE LACK.

Our lives are controlled by people whose lives are far from ours. Never allowed to offer solutions and the problems attack again. To control us they know not to involve us, the problems stem from them. I will not eat the meat you offer it's ridden with disease. You eat it and support it, is it animals or you that needs release. You purposely have animals suffer from your inhuman way of life. The meat may fall from a packet but the bloods still on your knives. We try to make life better but you strive to make things worse. Can't you wake to see we're people, not just a hand that holds a purse. Why the need to measure people with what they have or haven't got. Your shops are full of murder there's a few that are not. The alternative are few and far between, society's set to killers. The only solution lies in refusing to act as its pillars. We live under people that freely give away our lives. That create situations then shelter from the cries. Allow other aggressors to control all of our future plans. Allowed to site their shit missles in our country and our twons. The fingers on the button are so many miles away. We simply become expendable fodder in the games that they play. They've put us in a war zone, a nuclear playground. There people that you vote for their minds are unsound. Their only interest is survival, not a bad thing at all. Except when it costs the lives of us all. If these people in power are there 'coz it's where you put them. Then you deserve the crap that consistantly comes from them. If we take hold of our lives and refuse to take their rule. Through anarchy peace and freedom we can create honest lives for us all. We can cast away the apathy, take on resposibility. End the senseless destructions and involve in creativity. It's ironic to think the things that grow on this planet. Are taken and monpolized to exploit people for profit. The need for possession of animals, the possesion of people. Why is it not important to love just important rule. Now important to share just important to control. Why no need for compassion no need to relate. Why so important to hate. Why can't we have our lives why must we be yours. Why must there be bars on the windows, locks and doors. Why must there be a war, why must there be bombings. Why can't all life be equal, no cause for your killing. Why can't we be equal, why this divisional need. We struggle to walk beside you but you only want to follow or lead, change. Or will you always be happy just to rattle your cage.