Coming to the city you try to get a job. Coming to the city there's no fuckin' job. . CITY LIFE - FUCKING BORING. CITY LIFE - NO HOPE AND GLORY. CITY LIFE - OI!.
Ciy officials lie on and on again. Down in my city, the rent has gone up again. Hide benind fakse words no more. What the fuck d you take us for. . Council- you bastards control the waterfront.
LATINOS E IMIGRANTES DE HOY DIA. TIENEN KE TENER ELLOS UN FUTURO. NO VOLVER PARA ATRAS. VIVIMOS EN AMERICA HAY KE ODIAR. . CHAOS PUNX,CHAOS PUNX,CHAOS PUNX.
"Cerebro Lavado". . Me hicieron una gran bandera. Era solo un nio en la escuela. me quitaron mi ropa y mi musica. me dieron un lapiz y papel. . cerebro lavado! - respeta el terco.
Casualties. Casualties....We're everywhere. Casualties....A Way of Life. Casualties....We'll never change. Go..........2x. . So we come into your town.
This is for the touring bands living on the road. The ones that tavel non-stop from coast to coast. For the ones who do 90 shows in 90 fucking days. Then they go back and do it all again.
You're now in detention. You couldn't pay attention. Be a good man. Kissing ass is the way. . Brainwashed, brainwashed. Respect the tie and suit. Brainwashed, brainwashed.
Esta es la vos del pobre sin futuro. Donde a la policia no le importa si te matan. Donde no hay trabajo para el hombre humilde. Rebelde despierta y escucha el sonida.
Here we are once again. (getting drunk is not enough). Spray it all over our heads. (god I love that fucking stuff). It fizzes all over me. (getting glued is such a thrill).
We dont need no law and order. What happened to the freedom punk gave us. What happened to the no rules class. What happened to the individuality that punk gave us.
creating laws creating bills. the working man is always paying the bills. . Chorus. American justice- it aint for us, it aint for us. . they waste your money they waste your time.
4Q. Don't tell me what you want me to do. I never wanted to be like you. Bold and brave in a rut. Can't take lying and you can't hear me shout. . 4Q - Oh.
Know I can afford it. M16 to the head. drunk punks don't sell themselves. all they do, is get drunk. That's enough to kill a horse. Some day one day but of course.
[Verse 1]. All these hippies just to say. just a bunch of whacked out freaks. what you are is almost done. is all coming down on you. . [Chorus]. 25 years too late.
all you hypocrites out there. always telling fucking lies. always talk behind my back. every fuckin chance you get. . two faced-i know your name. two faced-i know your game.
Mierda mierda mierda - Es La Musica De Hoy Dia. Mierda mierda mierda - EHay Que Hacer un Cambio. Mierda mierda mierda - Sus Letras Son Tonteras. Mierda mierda mierda - Que La Musica de huelga.
Liar, liar, pants on fire. Your nose is longer than a telephone wire. . Ask me, baby, why I'm sad. You've been out all night, know you've been bad. Don't tell me different, know it's a lie.
I was down, I was low. 'Till you came and gave me hope. I was lost and I was tired. 'Till you came and took me higher. You were kind and you were strong.