Тексты песен «Chaos Uk»

A month of Sundays, law enforced The church's new torture is now enforced A month of church every day Is what they want without delay Backed by troops, hated by people One day you're forced towards the...

You can't believe how you make me feel Hypocrite's fingers runnin on the till Once upon a time you had something to say Well, go ahead punk, come make my day Now your suck in limbo Like a music press bimbo...

Back to school in Woolworth's clothes Now your mummy's dream Right inside her price range But not everything you seem Now you are with Satan In the gates, all in black You don't give a shit 'Cos you're...

Don't want to be your fucking hero Don't want to be your fucking star They use your money and exploit your name Using people is the name of the game They say wear bondage and a messy suit You're just another...

I likes to go down the pub every other day On my marry way for a bottle of "K" Propping up the bar, sipping down me pint Won't be very long before we're pissed right up tonight Pissed right up: Cider, cider...

Take a trip abroad if you're poor or bored There's money if you can be bought Live in a trance, swallow one by one And hope the customs will not pounce Hide the beads of sweat for the pittance that you get To...

On tele, police are murdered, demonstrators are just killed Why two different words for the blood that's spilled? In this struggle, you decide who's right But are condemned 'till the end of time, that man will...

Don't you look outside your window It's cold outside It's cold outside People stare and you don't know It's cold outside It's cold outside You watch people come as they go It's cold outside It's cold...

You can stuff you're oi! For boneheads Stick it up your arse We don't want all your rubbish We're not working class We lives 'ere on our farm Working all the day With us cows and chickens We bides our time...

You can stuff you're oi! For boneheads Stick it up your arse We don't want all your rubbish We're not working class We lives 'ere on our farm Working all the day With us cows and chickens We bides our time...

Spending money you have saved Working all your life Give it to the people Who control boring life Living without living Fashion you must change To be in with the in-crowd Who live their life the same...

Swallow the energy pill Just to have a good time Harmony in the head Feeling so fine Nothing really matters Got nothing to create When this peace and love drugs Have killed the fucking hate As far as I...

I'm tired of the chatter and bullshit you talk Signing contracts in a very big way Give me a knife, I'll show you where I'll stick it In your throat, make no joke You're a money-making bastard and another has...

Hope you got a fuckin' headache Hope you got it good Hope you got a fuckin' headache 'Cos I always knew you...

Can't think what to think Can't think what to say Can't seem to live my life From now or day to day No, yes:.etc. Now I'm going mad At all the fun I've had It's all going wrong Me, I don't belong...

Politicians one after one Creating havoc and having fun Pulling our lives to bits and pieces Sucking and crawling like common leeches Vote for me, I'm SDP No vote labour, no vote Tory You don't know which...

The glueheads walk with spaced out heads Their eyes are open wide The zombie walk that they have learnt Has now got to their minds They save to buy a pot of glue They know it rots their souls But now they...

All wrapped up in your cozy world Watch TV out in the cold Switch the channel, stop and stare About the dole, you don't care Think you're secure in your boring job Thatcher's policy, the right to rob...

Can't pay tax Won't pay tax No poll tax -Cos we're all skint -We're on the dole -Cos they don't care -The future is grim It's pretty simple, no poll...

They're only going through a phase Kids are all the same They don't know their own right minds It's only a silly game They don't know what their talking about They just talk a load of shit If we just ignore...