I say fuck authority
Silent majority
Raised by the system
Now it’s time to rise against them
We’re sick of your treason
Sick of your lies
Fuck no, we won’t listen
We’re gonna open your eyes
Frustration, domination, feel the rage of a new generation,
We’re livin’, we’re dyin’, we’re sick and tired of the endless liein’ Destroy,
Enjoy, your fucking world is our new toy, dominate, eliminate,
Your gonna feel the wrath, wrath of hate?
(Pennywise)
#7
su
They take away our freedom
In the name of liberty
Why don’t they all just clear off
Why won’t they let us be
They make us feel indebted
For saving us from hell
And then they put us through it
It’s time the bastards fell
Don’t believe them
Don’t believe them
Question everything you’re told
Just take a look around you
At the bitterness and spite
Why can’t we take over and try to put it right
We’re a suspect device if we do what we’re told
But a suspect device can score an own goal
I’m a suspect device the Army can’t defuse
You’re a suspect device they know they can’t refuse
We’re gonna blow up in their face
(Stiff Little Fingers)
#8
phonkee
Right ! now ! ha ha ha ha ha
I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist
Don’t know what I want but
I know how to get it
I wanna destroy the passer by cos i
I wanna be anarchy !
No dogs body
Anarchy for the u.k it’s coming sometime and maybe
I give a wrong time stop a trafic line
Your future dream is a shopping scheme cos i
I wanna be anarchy !
In the city
How many ways to get what you want
I use the best I use the rest
I use the enemy I use anarchy cos i
I wanna be anarchy !
The only way to be !
Is this the m.p.l.a
Or is this the u.d.a
Or is this the i.r.a
I thought it was the u.k or just
Another country
Another council tenancy
I wanna be an anarchist
Oh what a name
Get pissed destroy !
#9
Bram Van Laeken
super zo’n post waar iedereen z’n lievelings punk-nummers begint te posten ;-)
prachtige keuze phonkee
#10
phonkee
Ik wacht nog op DP voor de tekst van Idiot Son Of An Asshole van NOFX… ;)
#11
sanspareille
Je hoeft niet op DP te wachten :)
He’s not smart, a C student
And that’s after buying his way into school
Beady eyes, and he’s kinda dyslexic
Can he read? No one’s really quite sure
He signs stuff and he executes people
Maybe that’s why, he doesn’t have any friends
Cocaine and a little drunk driving
Doesn’t matter, when you’re the Commander in Chief.
Idiot son of an asshole
He’s the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He’s the idiot son of an asshole
Put on some make-up, turn on the 8-Track,
I’m putting a week back on the shelf,
Suddenly I’m the President, of the United States,
But then I woke up, and realized I’m still me.
He’s too dumb, to eat pretzels, apparently smart enough to fix an election.
Moved boldly into the White House,
but most people voted against him.
He likes naps, He really likes naptime, A couple of naps and then a nap and then he’s ready for bed,
He may be from Bush descent, but he’s always gonna be the unpresident.
Idiot son of an asshole
He’s the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He’s the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He’s the idiot son of an asshole
He’s our president!
#12
sjorsje
Ej hoe heet dat liedje dan van the clash dat ie zong
ik kan hem niet vinden
#13
phonkee
@sjorsje: Het was London Calling. Zie mijn bijdrage nr. 4 en nr. 5.
Reacties (13)
Foutloze post Steeph.
Het moest een keer lukken :-)
Was het English Civil War?
Het was London Calling.
ik ben in een lyricsbui vandaag
I say fuck authority
Silent majority
Raised by the system
Now it’s time to rise against them
We’re sick of your treason
Sick of your lies
Fuck no, we won’t listen
We’re gonna open your eyes
Frustration, domination, feel the rage of a new generation,
We’re livin’, we’re dyin’, we’re sick and tired of the endless liein’ Destroy,
Enjoy, your fucking world is our new toy, dominate, eliminate,
Your gonna feel the wrath, wrath of hate?
(Pennywise)
They take away our freedom
In the name of liberty
Why don’t they all just clear off
Why won’t they let us be
They make us feel indebted
For saving us from hell
And then they put us through it
It’s time the bastards fell
Don’t believe them
Don’t believe them
Question everything you’re told
Just take a look around you
At the bitterness and spite
Why can’t we take over and try to put it right
We’re a suspect device if we do what we’re told
But a suspect device can score an own goal
I’m a suspect device the Army can’t defuse
You’re a suspect device they know they can’t refuse
We’re gonna blow up in their face
(Stiff Little Fingers)
super zo’n post waar iedereen z’n lievelings punk-nummers begint te posten ;-)
prachtige keuze phonkee
Ik wacht nog op DP voor de tekst van Idiot Son Of An Asshole van NOFX… ;)
Je hoeft niet op DP te wachten :)
He’s not smart, a C student
And that’s after buying his way into school
Beady eyes, and he’s kinda dyslexic
Can he read? No one’s really quite sure
He signs stuff and he executes people
Maybe that’s why, he doesn’t have any friends
Cocaine and a little drunk driving
Doesn’t matter, when you’re the Commander in Chief.
Idiot son of an asshole
He’s the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He’s the idiot son of an asshole
Put on some make-up, turn on the 8-Track,
I’m putting a week back on the shelf,
Suddenly I’m the President, of the United States,
But then I woke up, and realized I’m still me.
He’s too dumb, to eat pretzels, apparently smart enough to fix an election.
Moved boldly into the White House,
but most people voted against him.
He likes naps, He really likes naptime, A couple of naps and then a nap and then he’s ready for bed,
He may be from Bush descent, but he’s always gonna be the unpresident.
Idiot son of an asshole
He’s the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He’s the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He’s the idiot son of an asshole
He’s our president!
Ej hoe heet dat liedje dan van the clash dat ie zong
ik kan hem niet vinden
@sjorsje: Het was London Calling. Zie mijn bijdrage nr. 4 en nr. 5.