The biggest insult to my intelligence. The smelliest most obscene, disgusting, pile of fucking shit I have ever smelt. Is The Sun. The most reactionary, lie-filled, racist, sexist crap that I have ever read.
Sacrifice. . Once upon a time. Days of wine and roses and smug suburban swine. Same old songs, same old cabaret. A fairytale in Notting Hill. Take your partners for the standing still.
"so, greavsie, well, what about the black lads gettin' bananas thrown at em? ". "well, it seems a bit unfortunate, I mean, uh, uh". Sitting on the bench, he starts another drink.
{[incomprehensible]}. . Damen Hurst said it came in with the tide. Now Jerry Springer, hes in formaldehyde.
Unholy Sunday, a winter's day. (Mine is the kingdom). Church bells ring a million miles away. (Forever and ever). . Nowhere to go, nothing to do. But stay here warm in bed with you.
When I play cricket. I'm the longest at the wicket. I can jump and swim. And I live in the gym. But I can't come to terms. With my existence as part of the universe.
That was really good. Yeah wasn't it?. Yeah. Uhh what about the record?. Ahh they'll get it. . It's a no-no, I've gotta heave-ho. I got no stomach for a dumbed-down tomato.
This is the Goodship Lifestyle. All my friends jumped ship. I elect me the captain. This is the loneliest voyage. I've ever been on. . Up in the crow's nest.
You noble diggers all stand up now, stand up now. You noble diggers all stand up now. The wasteland to maintain sin (?) cavaliers by name. Your digging does maintain and persons all defame.
We're taught that after the war. The Nazis vanished without a trace. But battalions of fascists. Still dream of a master race. . The history books. They tell of their defeat in 45.
We're taught that after the war. The Nazis vanished without a trace. But battalions of fascists. Still dream of a master race. . The history books. They tell of their defeat in 45.
Oh where are you going? said Milder to Moulder. Oh we may not tell you! said Festel to Fose. We're off to the wood! said John the Red Nose. We're off to the wood! said John the Red Nose.
Watch ben johnson on tv. Or try to beat your own pb. The choice is yours. You decide. Get square eyes. Or get outside!.
Full employment, slave labor and schemes. An unemployed workforce, the capitalist's dream. But let's keep Britain working. Either way we must keep Britain working.
Matador impaled upon the horns of the beast. Tossed and flipped, a sequined rag-doll. This frightened, tortured, mutilated animal. Has got it's own back once and for all.
Birmingham, 1974, there occurred a bloody murder. Twenty-one people killed by bombs, Britain reeled in horror. Within three hours the British State found the first available scapegoats--.
There are those, spend the night. Under bridges. Over by the river, down in the park. Through the winter. But there's a house that I know. Safe and warm.
There are those, spend the night. Under bridges. Over by the river, down in the park. Through the winter. But there's a house that I know. Safe and warm.
Laugh out loud. Laugh out loud. And curse this ground. And curse this ground. Make this world. Make this world. Turn upside down. Turn upside down. Star and sky.