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the Destructors - Electronic Church

Darwinism becomes a new heresy

Inquisition’s target to destroy

We’re all descended from Adam and Eve

Nothing else will be believed

Evil changes colour from black to white

Born again Christians must be right

There is no room for opposition

Don’t deviate from the missionary position

Electronic Church – The power to control

Electronic Church – The power to rule

Electronic Church – Ruling the meek

Electronic Church – Controlling the meek

Oral Robert’s on TV’s primetime

From bible meeting tents to media fame

He sounds more like a sexual act

Everything he does is one big act

Cable TV and satellite link up

Computers and big money begin to corrupt

It’s all power, wealth and winning

Coming first and ignore the sinning

America’s religion is all big money

Evangelist shows are so funny

Use every trick to make you donate

Their church is growing at a phenomenal rate

Turning America into a conservative dream

To become number one is their ultimate aim

No abortion or argument if they win

To be different will become a sin

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"Life" from Disorder ;)

Life's a bore

but you have to live it

Haven't got much

but you have to give it

Life's a lung

and you're a cancer

Lots of questions

but never an answer

Ch: Life, life, LIFE!

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The Defects - Bitch

I've seen her before but I don't know when

She thinks she's something she ain't got no shame

That girl she gives what she gets

But I know just what she is

Chorus

That girls a bitch

That girls a bitch

I don't want to know she

Get her outta my sight

I know her price I won't play her game

She'd rip me to shreds I don't need that pain

That girl she gives what she gets

But I know just what she is

Chorus again

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The Destructors - BODY BAGS

Remote control your vision of hell

Image only there’s no smell

Safe at home armchair heroes

Fiddling at home nuclear heroes

Wargames in theory played in safety

Politics of hate anti war party

Television war fought for ratings

Death or glory, peace or killing

(Chorus)

The dead lie in body bags

Modern hygiene in body bags

The boys sent home in body bags

Human remains in body bags

From flesh and blood to state of death

Only the memory remains left

Of the man in his uniform

Victim of a mutinous deform

The reality of this modern warfare

Victim of the double dare

On the TV you saw him die

But do you ever question why

(Chorus)

Deep frozen body bags

Body disposal – the modern way

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The Destructors - DACHAU

Wakey wakey campers. This is your camp commandant Fidor Eich speaking. I should like to welcome you to our little establishment. I hope the cattle trucks, the hovels you live in and the pigswill you eat does not inconvenience you too much. After all this ain’t holiday this is holocaust. Cos Dachau was no Butlin’s holiday camp.

(Chorus)

Dachau was no Butlin’s holiday camp (x2)

Come to Dachau, there you’ll see

Blood don’t mean very much to me

Realise they’re not meant to see

Death is not my enemy

(Chorus)

Stand in line and take a shower

Peroxide gas I’ll never remember

No one ever see more

Mustard gas from the kill

(Chorus)

It’s a today

It’s a chance

Not killing, just for fun

Deadly games in summer sun

(Chorus)

Barbed wire fences surround the camp

.

There’s only one way to escape

.

(Chorus)

Death’s the only thing that I should look forward to ha ha (x8)

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

Dachau (x2)

Dac hau (x2)

Dachau (x2)

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The Destructors - BULLSHIT

They promise you this and promise you that

They must think you’re a bunch of twats

Do you believe every word they say

If you do there’s one born everyday

(Chorus)

Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit

It’s all a load of bullshit

Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit

It’s so easy talk’s cheap

Why promise if you cannot produce

It’s easy to say, there’s nothing to lose

Gets your hopes up then dashes them down

Tell your friends then look a clown

(Chorus)

They talk to you as if you’re not there

Pretend to listen, but do they care

The minute you’re gone it’s forgotten

Who do you think you are, Johnny Rotten?

(Chorus)

What do they change when they get to the top?

It never changes from go to business stop

Instead of friendship, it’s talk of money

The change from honesty to Mr Phoney

(Chorus)

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English Dogs - Left me for dead

When I needed you most, you walked out the door

Blood on my face as I lay on the floor

I never even knew that you had a boyfriend

Fifteen stone , all muscle , round the bend.

Leave me be , leave me be.

I've had enough , can't you see.

You left me for dead , You left me for dead

You kicked me in the head and You left me for dead

You left me for dead , You left me for dead

You kicked me in the mouth and You left me for dead

You left me for dead , You left me for dead

You kicked me in the head and You left me for dead

You left me for dead , You left me for dead

You kicked me in the mouth and You left me for dead

You can't recognize, my blood stained face.

But you still carry on, cos you're a real head case

I never even knew that she went out with you.

But it's too late now ,cos we've had our screw.

You left me for dead , You left me for dead

You kicked me in the head and You left me for dead

You left me for dead , You left me for dead

You kicked me in the mouth and You left me for dead

You left me for dead , You left me for dead

You kicked me in the head and You left me for dead

You left me for dead , You left me for dead

You kicked me in the mouth and You left me for dead

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Angelic Upstarts - England

The red in the flag is the blood that was spilt

In the way that your forefathers tell

And never a country has been so great

The stories Britannia could tell

I never want to live my life

Away from the golden shores

There's never a country in the world

With the scent of an English rose

England oh England a country so great

A land that's so fair and so true

There'll never be any colours like

The red the white and the blue

Whenever you go to a far off land

There's something goes with you

The pride and the joy and the love that comes

For your mother of red white and blue

You could never be born under a flag that's like

The one of the Union Jack

St.Georges spirit has never died

It all keeps coming back

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The Enemy - Prisoner Of War

Don’t go over the borderline

Or you’ll get killed and that’s not right

You better get it right this time

Cos you need a gun if you’re going to fight

(Chorus)

Prisoner of war sold your life to the enemy

Concentration camp for the great gallant leader

(x2)

They will treat you just like shit

But you can fight them psychopaths

They don’t care they’ll spit in your eye

But you’ll have the pleasure of watching them die

(Chorus)

The rest of the powers pay their price

For the state of the world crisis

They kill the Jews in their masses

Without mercy with fatal kisses

(Chorus)

They are behind their swastika

Obey the orders given by Hitler

They think they’re the master race

But they are behind their second face

(Chorus)

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Cock Sparrer - Run Away Johnny

Run away Johnny x 3

Johnny runaway

The bosses are the menaces they don’t give a damn for you

They know that you earn their pay

There’s a real life waiting if you just get up and go runaway Johnny runaway

You know the banks and the money lenders want to keep you down

Want to stop you from having your say

Don’t let them tell you how you’ve got to run your life runaway Johnny runaway

Runaway Johnny x 3

Johnny runaway

Do you want to get to 50 punching the clock saving up for that rainy day

Weekends at your caravan on the south coast runaway Johnny runaway

Runaway Johnny x3

Johnny runaway

You only get 1 chance so drink it down to the very last drop

This is your 1 chance stand up be proud and don’t stop (repeat)

Your whole life is wasted doing someone else’s work they get rich you get tired that’s the way

Go to school get a job you retire then you die runaway Johnny runaway

Runaway Johnny x3

Johnny runaway (repeat to end)

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The Blood - Stark Raving Mad

Spend their lives sunbathing while you work to feed their 19th dog

Spent a million on a wedding whilst you can't afford an inside bog

Plaster themselves with medals then they laugh at you as they pass by

It would really make your day if they spat in your patriotic eye

Well i know life's a bummer and there's plenty of boots you kissed

But don't worship the pampered they don't even know you exist

So you love being shat on and give them all you gotta give

More sucker you boy you were born but when are you going to live

You're so Stark Raving Normal

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The Business - Get out of my House

Now I wouldnt saw that I was a bad boy

I'd say that I was a peace loving bloke

but whenever a girl takes me round to her house

her parents seem to think I'm a joke

I went to a dance and I met a pretty girl

it must have been a week or two ago

I walked her home and she asked me in

but her old man said oh no no, he said

Out, Out get out of my house, you'd better take your sheepskin too

no daughter of mine's going out with a hippy

or a scruffy little herbert like you.

Now my old lady dosent seem to mind my appearance

the old man thinks I'm a bore (?)

And I dread the day when he turns to me and says

Oi! son I cant take anymore, come on out

Out, Out get out of my house, you'd better take your sheepskin too

no son of mine's going round as a hippy

or a scruffy little herbert like you.

Now personally I dont think appearance really matters

what matters is your man from woman

and I believe that if I stay a good boy

the geezer upstairs will take me in he'll say

Come Come come into my house

you'd better bring your sheepskin too

No son of mine's gonna be turfed out 'cos he's a hippy

Or A scruffy little herbert like you

Cor cheek of the geezer giving me the elbow

Anyone think I was harry May or something, Know what I mean?

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4 Skins - Seems to Me

Seems to me, there's nothing new anymore.

Seems to me, it's all been done before.

Seems to me, it's just the same old scene.

Seems to me, nostalgia has been.

Seems to me, my friends are growing old.

Seems to me, all the stories I've told.

The joke is now, do you see what I mean?

They know it now, do you know what I mean?

Do you know what I mean?! (X 8)

Seems to me, there's not much fun anywhere.

Seems to me, no one seems to care.

Originality has died a death.

Goons under the gun & killjoys are left.

Do you know what I mean?! (X 8)

Seems to me, there's nothing new anymore.

Seems to me, It's all been done before.

I've no need to coupe,do you see what I mean?

I'm living in hope, do you know what I mean?

Do you know what I mean! (X 8) Originality has died a death. Goons under the gun & killjoys are left. Do you know what I mean?! (X 8) Seems to me, there's nothing new anymore. Seems to me, It's all been done before. I've no need to coupe,do you see what I mean? I'm living in hope, do you know what I mean? Do you know what I mean! (X 8)

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Red Alert - S.P.G.

SPG fathers destruction

SPG mothers corruption

fuck the SPG

god damn cunts

come on! the SPG

fuckin in cars

obsessed with pain

jacks in dresses

any old thing

beautiful lover runnin around

flashin people

getting 'round

The SPG

as I walk around the streets at night

and you see the people inside

runnin in bars and the back alleys

nothin but bars, and nothing peaked

SPG fathers destruction

SPG mothers corruption

the SPG

SPG jumping bones

SPG harrassing me

looking for punks in the night

if all goes well

it was to be

SPG fathers destruction

SPG mothers corruption

come on! the SPG

smashings good around that street

any o'you fuckin catch me

and i'll knock you in the face

hangin in the bars your tongue is wet

fashion in the fast lanes and what it means

SPG fathers destruction

SPG mothers corruption

fuck the SPG

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Se tega, potem pa dost za dons ;)

Slaughter And The Dogs - I'm Mad

i'm mad

drunk a lot of barley wine

i go out on onto the street

i knock some bastard off his feet

(chorus)

*i'm mad, i'm mad, can't control myself

i'm mad, i'm mad, they call me psycho

i'm mad, i'm mad, i had to let go

i'm mad, i'm mad, put a bottle to your face!!*

punks are all right when you wanna fight

my mind is in a mental state

i give myself up i'm going insane

i need help, i'm not to blame

(chorus)

i wanna get outta here, i wanna get outta here

i wanna get outta here, but the bastards won't let me out

they lock me up behind the bars

i'm all right until i see the stars

the guys with white coats start to smile

they're going to lock me up for quite a while

(chorus)

[you won't get me]

(chorus)

i'm mad, i'm mad, knock it out of place

i'm mad, i'm mad, knock it out of place

i'm mad, i'm mad, knock it out of place..WOO!

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Ok, se tega....

4 skins - Rememberance Day

Remember the fields all full of red

The Rows of Poppies growing over the dead

Sent to die in a far off field

A part of land that will never heal

Chorus: Lest we ever do forget the price that had to be paid

Lest we ever do forget the sacrifices they made

Never mind the rights and wrongs of war

The young men fell in their scores

Men of all classes and men of all age

Men who would never live for today

For the men who fought against the scourge of power

We celebrate their death by wearing a flower

The call will come again and again

The lines will be formed and men go away

Left to wonder the truth of it all

But will you be able to resist that call

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Iron Maiden - Deja Vu

When you see familiar faces,

But you don't remember where they're from,

Could you be wrong?

When you've been particular places,

That you know you've never been before,

Can you be sure?

'Cause you know this has happened before,

And you know that this moment in time is for real,

And you know when you feel Deja vu.

Chorus:

Feel like I've been here before,

Feel like I've been here before.

Ever had a conversation,

That you realise you've had before,

Isn't it strange?

Have you ever talked to someone,

And you feel you know what's coming next?

It feels pre-arranged.

'Cause you know that you've heard it before,

And you feel that this moment in time is surreal,

'Cause you know when you feel deja-vu.

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Iron Maiden - LIGHTNING STRIKES TWICE

I feel the breeze on

my face in expectance

Not very long before

the storm reaches here

Off in the distance

the lightning flashing again

Feel something strong

as the power draws near

It is the rolling of thunder

that scares you

Is it the crashing of clouds

that hold fear

But all I know as

I sit in a corner alone

It takes me back

to my childhood again

And as I wait and

I look for an answer

To all the things

going round in my head

I ask myself could it be

a disaste and when

It's maybe threatening

to happen again

As the ominous light draws near

There's a lone dog howls

in the park

All the people hurry inside

As a lightning flash lights dark

The storm is nearly here

Only God will know

You're sitting alone you watch

As the wind is blowing treetops

And the swaying rustling leaves

Plenty of time to perceive

As you wait for rain to fall

Only God knows

The whole sky glows

Maybe lightning strikes twice

Maybe lightning strikes twice

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Paschendale ( Iron maiden )

In a foreign field he lay

Lonely soldier unknown grave

On his dying words he prays

Tell the world of Paschendale

Relive all that he's been through

Last communion of his soul

Rust your bullets with his tears

Let me tell you 'bout his years

Laying low in a blood filled trench

Killing time 'til my very own death

On my face I can feel the falling rain

Never see my friends again

In the smoke, in the mud and lead

Smell of fear and feeling of dread

Soon be time to go over the wall

Rapid fire and the end of us all

Whistles, shouts and more gun fire

Lifeless bodies hang on barbwire

Battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb

Be reunited with my dead friends soon

Many soldiers eighteen years

Drown in mud, no more tears

Surely a war no one can win

Killing time about to begin

Home, far away, from the war, a chance to live again

Home, far away, but the war, no chance to live again

The bodies of ours and our foes

The sea of death it overflows

In no man's land God only knows

Into jaws of death we go

Crucified as if on a cross

Allied troops, they mourn their loss

German war propaganda machine

Such before has never been seen

Swear I heard the angels cry

Pray to God no more may die

So that people know the truth

Tell the tale of Paschendale

Cruelty has a human heart

Every man does play his part

Terror of the men we kill

The human heart is hungry still

I stand my ground for the very last time

Gun is ready as I stand in line

Nervous wait for the whistle to blow

Rush of blood and over we go

Blood is falling like the rain

Its crimson cloak unveils again

The sound of guns can't hide their shame

And so we die on Paschendale

Dodging shrapnel and barbwire

Running straight at cannon fire

Running blind as I hold my breath

Say a prayer symphony of death

As we charge the enemy lines

A burst of fire and we go down

I choke a cry but no one hears

Feel the blood go down my throat

Home, far away, from the war, a chance to live again

Home, far away, but the war, no chance to live again

Home, far away, from the war, a chance to live again

Home, far away, but the war, no chance to live again

See my spirit on the wind

Across the lines beyond the hill

Friend and foe will meet again

Those who died at Paschendale

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The rage in my eyes

Could have compared to the eye of a sun

Then rain

Took it's course through the hands of the Son

Repent for all time

The world is at war leaving all fault behind

So Is this the end for us my friend?

So Is this the end for us my friend?

The stains in the sky

Are there to remind us of man and his fight

When two worlds collide

One steals the life like a theif in the night

So look to the sky

He hold the keys for your life and mine

So Is this the end for us my friend?

So Is this the end for us my friend?

So Is this the end for us my friend?

Well as though we rise

As the day breaks the dawn

And as the moon hides the sun

Oh, the sun

No more sorrow

All those crying days are gone

No more sorrow, now it's gone

Now it's gone

Now it's gone

So Is this the end for us my friend?

So Is this the end for us my friend?

So Is this the end for us my friend?

So Is this the end for us my friend?

CREED-Is this the end

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Alannah Myles - Black Velvet

Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell

Jimmy Rogers on the victrola up high

Mama's dancing with baby on her shoulder

The Sun is setting like molasses in the sky.

The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything.

Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.

CHORUS:

Black velvet and that little boy smile

Black velvet with that slow southern style

A new religion that'll bring you to your knees

Black velvet if you please.

Up in Memphis the music's like a heat wave

White lightning, bound to drive you wild.

Mama's baby's in the heart of every school girl

"Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle

The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true.

Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.

CHORUS:

Black velvet and that little boy smile

Black velvet with that slow southern style

A new religion that'll bring you to your knees

Black velvet if you please.

Every word of every song that he sang was for you.

In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon,

What could you do?

CHORUS:

Black velvet and that little boy smile

Black velvet with that slow southern style

A new religion that'll bring you to your knees

Black velvet if you please.

Black velvet and that little boy smile

Black velvet with that slow southern style

A new religion that'll bring you to your knees

Black velvet if you please.

...If you please

If you please

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4-Skins - Plastic Gangsters

I come from south London I think I'm cool

I wear a cheap crombie and that's about all

I go down the pub with all the lads

Their wearing their chains that they got from their dads

But all I got was a rotten cheap chain

My wife's got in debt with the club book again

I'm a plastic gangster

They call me a crown and anchor

I asked one of my mates to get me some books

About the East End their gangs and their crooks

I bought a cheap car from one of the lads

He got it cheap from his car dealing dad

I'm in my new car, I'm driving it home

The next thing I know the engine has blown

I went down the West End, the local was drag

I had to pay a tenner to go with some bag

I took her home to her place I gave her some stick

The next thing I know the old bag was sick

I stay at home on Thursdays, minders on TV

I'm learning Cockney rhyming slang of to a tee

So when I go out on Fridays I know what to say

I wish I was like Arthur and get my own way.

:(

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"John Wayne Was A Nazi"

John Wayne was a Nazi

He liked to play SS

Kept a picture of Apolph,

Tucked in his cowboy vest

Sure he would string up your mother

Sure he would torture your pa

Sure he would march you up to the wall

Sure he would hang you by your last ball

[Chorus:]

He was a Nazi

But not anymore

He was a Nazi

Life evens the score

John Wayne slaughtered our Indian brothers

Burned their villages and raped their mothers

Now he has given them the white man's lord

Live by this, or die by the sword

[Chorus]

John Wayne killed a lot of gooks in the war

We don't give a fuck about John anymore

We all heard his tale of blood and gore

Just another pawn for the capitalist whore

[Chorus]

John Wayne wore an army uniform

Didn't like us reds and fags that didn't conform

Great white hero had so much nerve

Lived much longer than he deserved

[Chorus]

Late show Indian or Mexican dies

Klan propaganda legitimized

Hypocrite coward never fought a real fight

When I see John I'm ashamed to be white

Death bed Christian of this you avowed

If God's alive, you're roastin' now

Well John, we got no regrets

As long as you died a long and painful death

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Iron Maiden - Prodigal Son

Listen to me Lamia, listen to what I've got to say.

I've got these feelings, and they won't go away.

I've got these fears inside that'll bring me to my knees.

Oh help me Lamia or I'm sure I'll die, oh please.

I feel unsettled, now I know that I've done wrong.

I've messed around with mystic things and magic for far too long.

I feel I'm being paid with this nightmare inside me,

The devil's got a hold on my soul and he just won't let me be.

I'm on my knees, oh help me please.

I'm on my knees, help me please.

Oh Lamia please try to help me.

The devil's got a hold of my soul and he won't let me be.

Lamia I've got this curse, I'm turning to bad.

The devil's got a hold of my soul, and it's driving me mad. Oh

Oh Lamia please try to help me.

The devil's got a hold of my soul and he won't let me be.

Lamia I've got this curse, I'm turning to bad.

The devil's got a hold of my soul, and he's driving me mad. Oh

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Cock Sparrer - Running Riot

The things you say, the things you do sure worry me

We're out on the streets making money for you and your society.

It seems to me that the time is right

for another generation and another street fight

got no future but I sure got a right

I got a right to live,

'Cos I cant stand you peace and quiet

An All I want is a running riot.

I cant stand you peace and quiet

An All I want is a running RIOT!!!

So dont you try to understand the way we feel,

Flash limousines and mortgages are no big deal

Got no friends who want to be,

Livin' like you when theyre 33

Getting old sure bothers me

It bothers me to death

'Cos I cant stand you peace and quiet

An All I want is a running riot.

I cant stand you peace and quiet

An All I want is a running RIOT!!!

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