We Don't Need Them

Opened the paper what did I see?. A load of complete rubbish staring out at me. "Oi man killed" so the headline read. Said one of Oi Polloi had wound up dead.

Lost Like This

I'm standing all alone out in the pouring rain. And though it really isn't like me to complain. I think I'm getting used to it. . I feel happy and I also feel bad.

9027 Km

Long Breakdown

Everywhere, everywhere, there is something to believe in. Everyone and his brother, has a massage for me somewhere. . I believe and I believe in the cry of little children.

Victims Of A Gas Attack

Kurds in iraq death gas attack. chocking death pain from saddam hussein. Victims of a gas attack. Choke in a ditch die for the rich. mustard gassed squaddie blistered dead body.

Little Guns

Tiny people, with little guns. Little armies march, to the little drums. . What do they want?. What do they want?. . Tiny soldiers, with the little guns.

1000 Miles Per Hour

Another long quiet night. Another long quiet, lonely night, oh spent at your side. Not a lot left to say. There's not a lot that I still could say, oh to change your mind.

Little Girls

I love little girls. (They make me feel so good). I love little girls. (They make me feel so bad). . When they're around. (They make me feel like I'm the only guy in town).

Victim Of A Chemical Spillage

Safety rules - corners cut. Just to keep the profits up. Money saved - profits rise. But consequence is someone dies. . Victim of a chemical spillage.

Lightning

(Chorus). Hey, what's all the fuss about?. Hey, what's all the fuss about?. . Hey, what's all the fuss about?. Hey, what's all the fuss about?. . They say lightning, they say lightning.

Unite And Win

Oi! Oi! Oi! Unite and win. Stick together - Punx 'N' Skins!. Oi! Oi! Oi! Unite Unite!. Young and old, black and white. Oi! Oi! Oi! Unit eand win. Stick together through thick and thin.

Thrown On The Scrapheap

They fought in the war to keep the people free. From the nazi scum who would invade our country. Fighting the fascist filth they risked their lives. But now they're old and weak they're just left to die.

Lap Of Luxury

I work all day and I work all night 4x. I work all day and I work all night. I work so my wife and kids will have a pleasant life. I work as many jobs as I can.

Thin Green Line

So here we are - a thin green line. Into the nineties, runnig out of time. Extinction of our planet has already begun but don't let them tell you nothing can be done.

Kiss My Ass ( 1st Version )

I'm a real sweet guy. I keep my word,. And everybody knows that it's true. That good boys are seen and not heard.. . So,I scream so loud,that people turn away..

The Right To Choose

Are we to go back to the days of victoria. will we so easily surrender the gains we made so far. back to an age of repression hypocrassy and lies. forced into the back streets as another freedom dies.

Kiss My Ass

Everybody says they wanna be my friend. Gimme that smile all over again. Shut your mouth now and give it a rest now. Come on baby now and kiss my ass.

The Only Release?

You wouldn't believe the pain. That's tearing trough my head. If you were in my place. Then you'd wish you were dead. Locked in a cage like a prison cell.

Just Another Day

There's life in the ground. . I feel it all around. I feel it in my bones. My life is on the line. When Im away from home. . When I step out the door.

The Earth Is Our Mother

How can you buy or sell the sky? The warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of the earth is scared to my people - every shining pine needle, every sandy shore, every mist in the dark woods, every clearing and humming insect is holy in our memory and experience. The sap which courses through the trees carries our memories - we are part of the earth and it is part of us. We know that the white man does not understand our ways - one portion of the land is the same to him as the next, for he is a stranger who comes in the night and takes whatever he needs. The earth is not his brother but his enemy and when he has conquered it he moves on. He leaves his father's graves behind and he does not care. He kidnaps the earth birthright are forgotten. He treats his mother the earth and his father the sky as things to be bought, plundered or sold like sheep or bright beads. His appetite will devour the earth and leave behind only a desert. I do not know. Our ways are different from your ways. The sight of your cities pains my eyes. There is no quiet place in the white man's cities - no place to hear the unfurling of leaves in spring or the rustle of an insects wings. The clatter only seems to insult the ears - and what is there to life in one cannot hear the lonely cry of the Lapwing or the arguments of the frogs around a pond at night? What is man without other animals? If all the beasts were gone, man would die from a great loneliness of spirit. For whatever happens t othe beasts soon happens to man - all things are connected. Teach your children what we have taught our children: That the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons and daughters of the earth. Man did not weave the web of life - he is merely a strand of it. Whatever he does to the web he does to himself..