you always feel discouraged about the system we have. to go to school and train you for the upper class. the money that they give you is enough to keep you alive.
' Static Feedback and Noise ' - the Casualties. . sick sick sick - of the music of today. sick sick sick - we need a fucking change. sick sick sick - their groups are such a waste.
sound from the streets - sounds from the slums. we are from broken home. noise from the street - noise from the slums. we ain't got no nice clothes. guitars from the streets - guitars from the slums.
En Las Calles!. . Sonidos de mis calles - sonidos de mi barrio. Somos pobres, pero malos. Ruido de mis calles - ruido de mi barrio. Ropas Sucias y con Huecos.
Juan sin escuela, nada que hacer. Y sin trabajo, nada que perder. Juan es un soldado, con pistola que. mat a muchos hombres, preguntele por que. . Juan es soldado, sin compasion.
WE ARE THE ENEMIES - OF THIS SOCIETY. . To the deprived. And the neglected. To the unwanted. And all the ones discarded in this world. . SOCIAL OUTCAST - SOCIAL OUTCAST.
making something out of nothing. with punk we have a start. you can see it in our faces. we're here to kick society's ass. rejected by the masses. and rejected from the upper class.
You got your junk - Wasting away. You couldn't care less - a dying friend. You really look sick - the needle is deep. You'll never give up - Tell me for what.
sick sick sick - of the music of today. sick sick sick - we need a fucking change. sick sick sick - their groups are such a waste. sick sick sick - I need anger in my brain.
Call it pogo, call it chaos punk. Call it crust, call it fucking anything. . Whye do we fight. It's the same fucking song. . Oi! for the punx. Oi! for the skins.
All my life been stared. Oh, the misery and pain. Finally I've stood and dared. Like I'd been here to stay. . This is for neverending. No more weak to come.
I can se it in the way she smiles. It's in the way she laughs (of you). No time for those denials; I know that she's in love with you. She didn't mean you harm when she tried to break your arm.
Now the faces that stood with me yesterday, are. convicting and pushing me away, sinner little smile. slowly turns to wicked laugh, bloody hands hiding and.
Under black moon flamed a fire. like storm the time all dreams has gone. and the time of might has dawned. as the stars she shines in a darkest sky.. .
It is the shadeweaver's season,. the widowmaker's fall. and it takes no reason to tear you apart.. . Cast a side your enlighted soul. I'll tell you story untold.
INTRO:. . Ladies and gentlemen,. The next number I'd like to present to you. Is titled senorita,. And is performed by a little group with. A particular style I like to enjoy from time to time..
Drifting from the living the skies grow black Truth's now bleeding pure blood of the lack. Beast of possessions licking your blood From burned stumps their future's cut Denial of.
The saving shelter I want to achieve This last drop of blood running down my knees I see. the path of endless passion No estimation for my determination This is ... what i would kill.