SO WHAT Crass

they ask me why i'm hateful, why i'm bad they tell me i got things they never had they tell me go to church and see the light cos the good lord's always right so what, so what so what if jesus died on

WHAT THE FUCK? Crass

(chorus) What now? Now you would destroy the earth Dry, the river beds What now?

WHAT A SHAME Crass

doesn't take much to bring you down there are plenty of people standing round wait till you slacken off just a bit then they fill you up with passive bullshit it's too good. it can't last. what a shame

HURRY UP GARRY (the parsons farted) Crass

the bastards, what are they playing at?

DEADHEAD Crass

lives endless cars on endless roadways endless shopfronts with endless lies even the winners, even the punters, tight lipped packages, think it's bad can't imagine a revolution could deal with anything so

MOTHER-EARTH Crass

let her rot in hell, is what you said let her rot, let her starve, you'd see her dead let her out but don't forget to tell you where she is the chance to screw her is a chance you wouldn't miss let her

TIRED Crass

what do you want? what do you want?

MAJOR GENERAL DESPAIR Crass

we're looking for a better world, but what do we see?

YOU CAN BE WHO? Crass

chorus: don't want a life of lies and pretence don't want to play at attack and defense just want my own life, i want to be free so you can be you, and i can be me respectable businessman smart and secure

RIVAL TRIBAL REBEL REVELS (PART 2) Crass

can't help doing what i do i'll do anybody who ain't like me so forget your what, why or who i ain't got no purpose and i don't give a fuck i never asked for this life if you're looking for reasons you're

FUN GOING ON Crass

maybe you think it's the new new wave well all it is is just another rave maybe it looks like the writing's on the wall but you've seen it before, it's another death pall so somebody's coming with the

DO THEY OWE US A LIVING? Crass

school they give you shit drop you in the pit you try and try and try to get out but you can't because they've fucked you about then you're a prime example of how they must not be this is just a sample of what

SYSTEMATIC DEATH Crass

system, system - create another victim for their greasy pricks poor little girly, poor little wench another little object to prod and pinch poor little sweety, poor little filly they'll fuck her mind so

DRY WEATHER Crass

you ride on me suck my energy you take what you want when you want it you reject any change that i make you ask me for more when i've spent it when i've given it all, you still take is there anyone prepared

REALITY WHITEWASH Crass

wheel looks around to see if there's some skirt he can steal he doesn't really want to, he's just acting out a game in their own fucked up way, most people do the same she cleans the bathroom mirror so

CRUTCH OF SOCIETY Crass

can see you staring at me with your seizured brain trying to put me down the drain again well you're too smart, right from the start i learned it well that the truth will tell and you're done for, it's what

HEARD TOO MUCH ABOUT Crass

million people in factory and office aware there's something missing, but living with their losses there's no fight to get where they'd rather be only the accepting of dependency wait in the shop, for what

REJECT Crass

not for me the factory floor sweeping up from nine to four not for me the silly rat race don't see the point in anycase people ask me why i say what i do i say to them "well wouldn't you?"

BEG YOUR PARDON Crass

bail out the basement while there's holes in the roof in the beginning they said there was light there ain't much left of it now we're lost in the darkness, searching sound and sight of an answer to the what

WHITE PUNKS ON HOPE Crass

they said that we were trash well the name is crass not clash they can stuff their punk credentials cause it's them that take the cash they won't change nothing with their fashionable talk their rar

BANNED FROM THE ROXY Crass

fuck 'em, chosen to make my stand against what i feel is wrong with this land just sit there on their overfed arses feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes keep their fucking power cos their finger's

GENERAL BACARDI Crass

they stamped on our head so that they could be free they formed little groups, like rich mens ghettoes tending their goats and organic tomatoes while the world was fucked by fascist regimes talked of windmills

MOTHER LOVE Crass

you up with trash tell you all that life is, is working for some cash life's a competition and you've got to be the best tread on everybody else, forget about the rest they tell you to be grateful for what

END RESULT Crass

the fool you try to scare when you say "we know all about you, of that you can be sure" i don't want your crazy system i don't want to be on your files your temptations i try to resist them cos i know what

NINETEEN EIGHTY BORE Crass

switch on the set, light up the screen fantasise and dream about what you might have been who needs controlling when they've got the cathode ray they've got your fucking soul, now they'll fuse your brains

BUMHOOLER Crass

they'll let you try your luck pass it on to others, ship it down the line leave the world in ruins, you know we've got the time chorus cop-outs look for motives....freudian analyst come on, mr horror, what

POISON IN A PRETTY PILL Crass

natures will that flower perfecting by the barbed wire fence must be insulted by your scented poor pretence just as i, who finds it hard to touch you now you traumatise my love with needle doubts i want so

PUNK IS DEAD Crass

tired of staring through shit stained glass tired of staring up a superstars arse i've got an arse and crap and a name i'm just waiting for my fifteen minutes fame steven jones, you're napalm if you're so

SYSTEM Crass

you can swear by who the fuck you like but you're still on the roof i'm not gonna change the system they're not gonna change the system we're not gonna change the system where does that leave you?...

ANGELS Crass

the angels are on t.v. tonight grey puke, celluloid shit the army have sent a mission to ireland just to see to it kojack is on the streets again grey puke, fucking shit the army say the seek peac...

ASYLUM Crass

i am no feeble christ, not me he hangs in glib delight upon his cross above my body christ forgive. forgive? i vomit for you jesu shit forgive down now from your cross down now from your papal hei...

WOMEN Crass

fuck is womens money we pay with our bodies there is no purity in our love, no beauty just bribery, it's all the fucking same we make soldiers with our submission wars with our isolation fuck is w...

YOU PAY Crass

you're paying for prisons, you're paying for war paying for lobotomies, you're paying for law paying for their order, paying for their murder paying for your ticket to watch the farce knowing you'...

SUCKS Crass

do you really believe in buddha? buddha sucks do you really believe in jesus? jesus fucks chorus: is it alright really? it is alright really? is it working? do you really believe in marx? marx fuc...

FIGHT WAR, NOT WARS Crass

fight war, not wars (x 8)

SECURICOR Crass

i'm a private in a private army etc.. i am a working for securicor take the money and come back for more i want to do it cause i know i should for the customer and the common good i walk around wi...

DARLING Crass

they sell us love as divinity when it's only a social obscenity underneath they're all lovable chorus: hello hero, hero hello. hello hero, hello hello. hello hero, hero hello. hello hero, hero hel...

Bleak Soulfly

Maggots crawling, posers falling Suffocating in garbage So much trash in excess Feed your ego up your ass On your knees, blood sucking pigs Die of your own disease Worms and ashes, feed the masses Up your

Volume Crackout

I realise my mistake What a fool I have been yeah Exit from an old state of mind I am a liar Distance is a preference I am easier to hide my position Chucky likes me No one cannot deny her What lunacy

Holy Snappers Beastie Boys

Holy snappers Holy this, holy that Holy funky big fat rat Holy piss, holy crappers Jill Kuniff, holy snappers I like Batman, I like Crass Robin's got a new bus pass Holy piss, holy crappers Jill Kuniff

High-Fiving MF Local H

the latest brands You've got no taste in music and you really love our band You're haircut is atrocious it's been the same since '83 Your glory days are over and so's your stonewashed jeans You crass

Broke 'N' Brokenhearted Def Leppard

I'm not well I'm mad as hell Come over here I'll ring your bell You've got no class you're so crass Get over here I'll kick your ass You're obsolete you're incomplete And the word out on the street Is

Bitch Off The Money The Real McKenzies

Talkin' 'bout the bitch, she's givin' me the twitch So powerful & regal on her throne A two bit whore, she won't let go Hey, what 're we gonna do 'cos she won't leave us alone Pussycat, pussycat where

oOoO Oberhofer

o0o0o0ooo o0o0o0ooo And I'll just keep on stumbling Right now it feels to humbling To tell you what I want And the cities feeling queer and crass With beer cans growing blazing grass To look like something

Monki Unknown Mortal Orchestra

everything she wants all of the sins in her mind all of her enemies fallen and crying all of the teardrops on her tongue it's in her conscience that whatever god gives her someone to mourn who cares what

Compared To What Ray Charles

lie and lie the love A-hangin' on with push and shove Possession is the motivation Messin' up the God-damn nation Looks like we always end up in a rut Everybody now, tryin' to make it real compared to what

The Negotiation Limerick File Beastie Boys

beats are on We're comin with the limericks and we're comin' strong And the rhythm's on time to every word and rhyme When it comes to keep it real I keep it really wrong At the risk of sounding crass

Under The Ice The Nazz

"Ice, it forms in sheets from your eyes Your tears are down and so crass Because all you wanted was a touch from the face Try to find a feeling nothing and wondering why And the snow queen turned into

Religion Instigates (Bonus Track) Discharge

Well you ass killing bastard suck my arse Religions just as crass It`s all a fuckin` farce A stray bullet kills an innocent child Nothing`s gained and nothing`s solved Religion instigates this hate

Noose The Zade

Sometimes you brought me up from the dark And sometimes painted blue whole my body Blinded all my windows My body turns to evil If i have a chance to wake up next to you Lay you on my pillow and talk about crass