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i'm just doing my job
04:49
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The working life's always been for me since I've had mouths to feed
I'm happy to contribute to increasing corporate greed
I never really think about what my actions mean
And when I get back home I stare at a TV screen
I can follow orders well, It's on my resumé
I'm not paid to think... only to obey
And I pay my taxes tow the line I've got nothing to fear
I work, I eat, I sleep, I breed: I've got a career...
Ch-1 I'm just doing my job, I'm just doing my job
I don't care about the world, I'm just gonna do my job
And I've gotta pay my way yeah I've gotta pay my way
I've a family to support and a mortgage to pay
I have a bit of power that I try not to abuse
I use it when I feel like there's no chance that I'll lose
I'm not the one who makes the rules, just the enforcer
I can do no wrong cos baby... I'm a police officer
Ch-1
Police, camera, action! yeah that's my highest goal
Fame and fortune just for locking up kids on the dole
See we're not all that bad, as we cruise around in cars
You'll stay safe and quiet, or we'll put you behind bars
Ch-1
Ch-2 I'm just doing my job, I'm just doing my job
I'm a fucking musician and I'll do my fucking job
And I'll resist their force, yeah I'll resist their force
With integrity and energy, I'll resist their force
Well officer your authority I do not recognise
You haven't got a clue, it's dark behind your eyes
Your domesticated animals, it's power that you crave
You'd find it deep within you... if you were not a slave
Ch-3 yeah you're just doing your job... hang the consequences! you just do your job
And you're gonna pay your way... yeah they've even bought your conscience, so you just pay your way
So I'll resist their force... we'll bring those bastards down if we all resist their force
So I'm just doing my job... It's cos I care about the world... that I'm stood here... doing my... job!
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penny for your thoughts
02:33
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Take a look around and what do you see
A lot of crazy people just like you and me
Anti-psychotics mixed with other sedatives
Makes it easy to control just how we live
Cos eternal happiness just doesn't exist
But this is what they promise and we hardly resist
Then they tell us we've got problems in our own brains
When our human spirit tries to take back the reins
So they blast away our personality with drugs
When we try to point this out they send in the thugs
A traumatised nation is theirs to string along
Cos being ourselves is socially wrong
I've never met a person not 'mentally ill'
Either struggling to cope or surrendering their will
And a special place reserved for childhood pain
Cos our society rapes children again and again
This is not right and neither is it just
We're fucking with our kids, we're fucking up our trust
It's a nasty violent cycle spiralling down
It has to be stopped or humanity will drown
Don't be oppressive parents, don't listen to the state
Don't take their fucking drugs or you seal our fate
Change the world by saying no, let's destroy big brother
Then maybe we can start to look after each other
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black scar
03:16
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We approached the camp just before the light of dawn
As the day grew brighter a new love was born
A beautiful vale spread as far as I could see
On that winter's morning, twas where I longed to be
A cup of tea later and we've got work to do
Barricades and tree houses and a compost loo
We graft all day and through the night our work is never done
Never quite knowing when the chainsaw gang will come
A black scar across the land we shall not let it pass
Have we still not learned our lessons from the past
Cos this land is for our children, it should be free
So I'll spend another night in the old oak tree
They came the next morning and tried to clear our site
But they had a bit of trouble some would not give up the fight
And I bet it really bothers them that 'hippies' learnt to bend
The rich man's corrupt laws to use to their own ends
Well finally they evict us and the trees are all cut down
Seems the rest of this battle will be fought along the ground
This is a long old war but we're in it to defend
The land we need so badly and we're in it til the end
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your time will come
04:25
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You'd line us all up in perfect rows
just to shoot us down
You'd label each of our brightest dreams
as they fall to the ground
Cos in your dark little twisted version of our world
I intend to be
The thorn in your side and the straw that breaks your back
A threat to your 'society'... Called Liberty
The cost of my life has to be just right
I must fit your stinking mould
Or else I'm a reject from quality control
A product that cannot be sold
So stitch a pricetag over my lips,
leave me quiet on a shelf
Cos your degenerate 'communities'
Can't cope with me being myself... they need our help
Your feelings are betrayed as you look me up and down
as we pass each other on the road
I see the cogs turn and pick the category
that seems to fit me most
genrelised and criminalised you see me as scum
to be arranged by type
you don't see my dissent or my daily liberty
you just brand me with your media hype... you stereotype
And I really can't believe that you still put us down
As just rebellious kids
We've been stamping and shouting to get our point across
Stood for decades in your midst
So you ought to take a good hard look at yourselves
Oblivious and ignorant
You surrendered your responsibility,
Just carry on thinking what they want...
But I will not beg for or ask for or buy
Your permission to exist or belong
But I understand that 'free' can be fucking scary
Once you've traded it for security
No I will not beg for or ask for or buy
Your permission to exist or belong
I was Born free; I'll live free and if you disagree
you're just not ready for freedom... your time will come
...smash the system from within yourself!
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You wait with baited breath and grip each other tight
A secret handshake wrapped inside a drainage pipe
A cut, a clobber, a cuff... Do you find this surprising?
Ignorance is rife and our temper is rising
You may be building hope but I, I must despair,
'cause unless you're rich and white and good,I doubt it will be fair
But we are not naive, no we see just what it takes
They're running scared, and we've learnt from our mistakes
Raise the stakes!
Green Army! Green Army! Green bloc on the rise
A peaceful rebellion is a foolish compromise
Green Army! Green Army! This system will be fought
And we won't rest, 'til all its heads are hanged by their windsor knot
Twelve years we're told, before we start to burn
Nothing's gonna change unless this system's overturned
And I wish it wasn't so, 'cause I don't want to use a gun
But we can't go on like this, and we've got nowhere to run
Give the youth control if we want them to survive
All decisions made by those under twenty-five
And the rest of us old warriors, to the front of the brawl
There's room for heads on sticks, up on every town wall
Let 'em fall...
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taffy twp Cardiff, UK
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