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Produit par Gimmie My Money Records (30307) en 1992.



Face A
Election Day
You'll Never Put Us Down

Face B

"Election Day"

Well who could believe in a living cartoon?
When it’s pumped into your living room?
They won't admit to you what the problem is

With loads of smoke and trickery



They hide the facts so you can't see
You think they could do better than this

So come on you fat old men
Don’t compromise your countrymen
The red tape is wrapping slowly around your necks
And listen all you bureaucrats give us meat & cut the fat
We’re tired of paying off your rubber checks

 I’m not the only one who knows
That politics are just a pose
One thousand points of light are not enough
Admit that you don't have the answer
The country's sick and you're the cancer
You haven't helped at all by acting tough  


The election is a running joke
The candidates are a fucking hoax
The sad thing about it is the jokes on us
The only way it all makes sense is don't vote for, vote against
Even if it made a difference

"You'll Never Put Us Down"

Started out five years ago and we are still true blue
But now after all the laughs, what happened to you?
You talk about a new nation, say you’re the youth of today
Now you've got a gang of Nazi’s but you were punk rockers yesterday

You’ll never out us down with all the bullshit that you said
You’ll never put us down with the lies that you spread
We’ll always be around; we're the true American skinheads
We always hold our ground; always stand by what we said

Try to act like a real man but a gang is just a sham
Try to act like an American but you're sleeping with the Klan
Their never was an individual living under our blue sky
Who would ever want to be the lord of the flies.
When the city turns to black and we're all out on the street
Getting run off by the cops for the boots tied on our feet
Maybe then you'll realize your means don't see the end
And someday you'll remember that I used to call you my friend


Chaingang in the Georgia sun just trudging down the road
Warden with his shotgun and a double buckshot load
One of the inmates was a skin with a clean shaven head
He raised his fist into the air and this is what he said  

Oi! Oi! Oi! From the dead end of the street
Oi! Oi! Oi! We’ll never see defeat  

A victim of a circumstance or the doer of a crime
He made a mistake, crossed the line and now he's doing time
He just wouldn't listen, he wouldn't play their game
But behind prison bars, Oi! music remains the same  


It’s the sound of the streets for the rebels who won't be tamed
It’s for the ones who stand up proud and the ones who bare no shame
Whatever it is that you done or what you're gonna do
When we're walking down the street, I’ll remember you


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Mardi 5 août 2 05 /08 /Août 02:14

Après quelques années d'absence, Anti-Heros reviennent en force en 1996 avec un troisième album sut Taang! (sans compter un mini CD de trois titres sortie l'année précédente)

1. The Tradition
2. Carte Blanche For Chaos
3. Hurricane Bubba
4. Fuck Hollywood
5. Jennifer
6. Return to Manzanar
7. Jerry Was A Piece Of Shit
8. Rock And Roll Fantasy
9. I'm A Rock And Roll Nigger
10. Murder One
11 Heroes  And Zeros


The Tradition

Born and Raised from immigrant blood
Made a hardworking man out of me
The Code I live by
is the Honor and honesty
What i learned was passed down
from the ghosts of my family
Lessons learned long before
They came from accross the sea
(Chorus) Friendship in struggle, courage in battle, wisdom in rage
Ardor in labor, Piety in love, Knowledge is sage (x2)
Sacrafice don't always have a reward
Courage is something you can't afford
Pittsburgh steel in my fathers eye
Gave me the Will to win and the guts to try
He showed no weakness not even a trace
'til he broke his fist on my face
He went from us steel to MIT
i cherish what my parents taught to me:
When Im older ill raise a family
i'll give them the substance that tempered me
they taught me the meaning of being the best i can
They raised me to be a true American

Carte Blanche For Chaos

In Every city in every backstreet
Theres a brand of people who dance to the beat
Swilling beer at hockey games
The fans of Oi! Oi! music and thats the name
The evening has only just begun
as they crack open the 12th one
Down at Gelatos on a Saturday night
drinking PBR and watching Eugene fight
Spied a man in a Port-a-Potty
Len and Gary decided to be Naughty
flipped it over on to its back
the man jumped out covered in crap
Pam decided to throw a birthday party
Said bring your friends around 8:30
20 of them and one punched Jen
used a stereo to bash his head in
tv throught the window
Long hair on the wall

Heros And Zeros

For all the wealth and all the waste
Of our rich Americans and their good taste
who elected reagan and they were so pleased
When he mortgaged our country to the japanese
Our taxes are money that was so long ago spent
the defecit has put our government up for rent
There's millions out of work and thats nothing new
No one will take notice, not people like you
(chorus)Heroes & zeros which one are you gonna be
America is sinking, and you're asleep infront of your TV
Its not a matter of diction
being politically correct is a contradiction
Truman, JFK, Great leaders of old
Bush and Clinton, crucified on a cross of gold
The American people are so tied down and bloated
Complain and Complain and they never even Voted
When the ship is sinking, The Rats wonder why
We got the best leaders money can buy
and thats the meaning of the new world order
once there were acres of factories, now its rusted metal and dirt
Once there worked proud families, now they nurture only hurt
You could climb the ladder make your dreams come true
When the bottom rungs are gone there's no future left for you
no ones got a plan and no one gives a damn
For the working man, The American:

Fuck Hollywood

Fuck Hollywood, fuck 'em Today
Fuck the million dollar movies with nothing to say
Fuck the Sixties, fuck Oliver Stone
Fuck Rambo and Sylvester Stallone
Fuck Jane Fonda and Shirley MacLaine
Wish they were fucking John Wayne
Fuck Capt. Stubing and fuck tattoo
And if you don't like this song then....Fuck You!
Fuck, Fuck Hollywood(3x)
Fuck Sonny Bono and Buttfuck Cher
Someone hit Geraldo with another chair
Fuck Michael Jackson and child molesters
fuck Rock Hudson and Schwartzenegger
Fuck the actors at the presidential ball
Fuck Oprah and Arsenio Hall
Fuck the BeachBoys those stupid pricks
they sing about girls when they're sucking dick
Fuck Hollywood, warped sense of reality
Where the truth is always the first casualty
Fuck the causes and the coalitions
The excercises they get is jumping to conclusions
Fuck the sex, fuck the smut
fuck the guys who take it up the butt
Fuck hollywood 'cause they make me sick
its like sticking my head in a bucket of shit


Like most kids from my generation
she was born and raised in out broken home nation
Autumns brilliant hue of orange and gold
her embrace cut us from the same fold
From the Granite face of a red Georgia mountain
To the sun grazed grace of a springtime fountain
Came the warm radiance of her lovers smile
Gave me the emotion of a man and the love of a child
I saw the moonlight caress the cleft of her chin
I fel her eyelashes brush against my skin
Stood bye me and i stood bye her, Jennifer, Jennifer
Actions speak louder than words, Jennifer, Jennifer
In a jaded age of indulgance and sin
Lives stan still and the earth still spins
Possession burns from the same token
My love stands rooted in natures emotion
When jet airplane destroys the pristine night sky
The eagle turns his head and spits out a sigh
He longs for her and will accept no other way
He would wait forever and then a day
With vision to span his lows and highs
He knows true love will never die

Rock N Roll Fantasy

Up in the Morning splash water on my face
I'm not a winner im a disgrace
The mirror shows no image of perfection
I see myself and its a negative reflection
Im not another kid filled with empty dreams
Who's got it all and don't know what it means
Im the reason and that makes me a threat
i remember what you forget
(chorus)I won't spend my life on the edge of reality
Im not gonna die in a Rock & roll Fantasy
Straight off the streets on to your stereo
Is how true rock is supposed to flow
We got the me generations decades of decadence
Heavy metal rocking to comic book cadence
Disco, High Fashion, Vanareal disease
Abba, U2, and Shawn Cassidy
The cash registers are open, they're never shut
They're selling Madonna, the 20th century slut
Pretty boy music on your MTV
Bullshit Rap music running off with your money
Todays youth follow the prophets of wealth
They'd rather worship an idol than think for themselves
You got to be labeled and have a gimmick to make it
When you're worthless you have to fake it
The drugged out crowd just follows the herd
They're singing along and they don't know the words

Return to Manzanar

10 years after, his guts still churned
He packed his bag and he returned
to people like horses they were well bred
Beauty in the flesh but empty in the head
They talked of money and trains so fast
Manicured smiles for the lower class
From a city on a hill where greed is sacred
They sneered at the world their parents created
(chorus)All their cocaine and Credit cards
Didn't get them very far
All of their money and fancy cars
didn't drive them far from Manzanar
Black and white like a photograph
All that was good was in the past
The ground was amber waves of green
The future looked so serene
The people were cold, their edges sharp
Plastic mouths open out came the bark
You're the under class, not like the rest
all your life you'll be second best
A jury of peers or was it fate?
That turned all his love into hate
A snarling dog spitting out broken teeth
He fought every inch but the grade was steep
Backed in a corner, they Beat him down
a Wreath of thorns for his boyhood crown
Not gonna live an eternity of shame
he killed himself and stole my name

Hurricane Bubba

Bubba dodged the draft in Vietnam
If Hitler was alive today hed say, "Peace Man"
But the 60's came and the 60's went
and now Bubba is part of the Establishment
Got elected by 42%
He became the quota president
Packed the car and went to Washington D.C.
He brought Al & Tipper & Hillary
(chorus)hes a taxraiser, promise breaker, Adulterer
He's a draft dodger, Liberal dictator, Potsmoker
Made a lot of promises for which he is famous
Wants a gay man up the army's anus
Knows you've got money and he want's it
If air wasn't free he'd put a tax on it
Says the countries problems are ones you made
I never burned a cross or owned a slave
He's even got a man for a spouse
People are crashing planes into his house
Hes got a dirty sock for a knob
Jennifer Flowers did the cleaning job
Tried to bag Ms. Paula Jones
Should have let Ted Kennedy drive her home
Other women just come naturally
Bubbas got'em and so does Hillary
He thinks hes every womans best
Better get that guy a Kevlar vest

Jerry Was a Peice of Shit (JWAPOS)

He's the old hippie that made us sick
He wrote Muzak for drug adicts
He's the fat geezer who talked too much
He used drugs as a crutch
He ate granola and he hugged trees
Looked like a dog bit by fleas
Had a beer belly and a tye died shirt
Said he'd live forever but now he sleeps in dirt
(chorus)Jerry was a piece of shit, shit, shit, shit, shit
Im Grateful that he's dead, dead, dead, dead, dead
Like Jim baker he went far
Turned stadiums into singles bars
Did all of the drugs in San Francisco
Wrote 20 albums of long haired disco
Then he sang i will survive
look who is no longer alive
So all you fuckers in your VW vans
Preppy, dink, hackysack clan
Wallstreet twats with ponytail hair
Your Bmw's with dancing bears
He was an icon, he was a god
He racked in your cash in wads
You were conned by a useless slob
The tours are over so get a job

Rock And Roll Nigger

Baby was a black sheep
Baby was a whore
Baby got big and he's gonna get bigger
Baby's got a gun, got his finger on the trigger
Baby, Baby, Baby im a rock n Roll nigger
Do you like the world around you?
are you ready to behave
Do you like the world around you?
Are you ready to be a slave


Outside of society
Thats where im gonna Be

Murder One

Heres the story of three punks with a burning desire
To be gangsters to be guns for hire
Moreland ave. on a hot summer night
Pete wanted to kill someone and do it tonight
He's the boy that did the ultimate sin
Got the blood of christ dripping from his skin
With his silver spoon and his beady eyes
He decided who should live and who should die

Murderer, Pete is a Murder

Dressed in suits, dressed for the kill
Walking to the bridge at the bottom of the hill
Looked for a passed out bum and they found one
Pete slit his throat just for fun
The bum went running through the bushes and weeds
They held his arms and made him bleed
Headlights flashing and the world spun around
The man was screaming when he hit the ground

Murderer, Paul is a Murder

I wept and wondered what should i say
About the children who threw a mans life away
Were you men or were you gods
Or suburban brats whose lives were a fraud
Scum like you don't deserve to live free
I think you'd look good hangin' from a tree
No remorse when you dealt all of the spades
I hope you get raped in jail and die of aids

Murderer, Francois is a Murder

Who should live and who should die (3x)

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Mardi 5 août 2 05 /08 /Août 02:07
Deuxième album du groupe (Link LP 059).

À noter que la deuxième personne remerciée au dos de l'album est Todd & Gassenhauer, un excellent groupe skinhead de Montréal au Canada des années '80.

1. National Debt
2. Escape To The City
3. Criminal Mischief
4. Catch - 22
5. In The Cards
6. Dignity
7. All Hail Santa
8. Hate Edge
9. Jail House Rock
10. Six - Pack Daze
11 Dead Inside
12 Alcoholic Anonymous
13 Dark Streets
14 Gone With The Wind


National Debt

Like a chicken running without its head
Our country's debt is to it's dead
Under a sky so cold and grey
The youth of our country died before their day
Not more than kids, they stood for the flag
The government sent them home in bags
Those young americans will never see their homes
Now they sleep under gardens of stone
(chorus)They died fighting a country
that wasn't a threat
and now this is our national debt
Commies in the east, money in the west
Put another bullet in a soldiers chest
Who pays for the lines in his fathers face
Not the politicians who breached their faith
The men who fight for our nation
Shouldn't be sent to war by a corporation
Democracy means one man one vote
Money has turned our government into a joke
So when its time to start another pointless war
The first ones drafted are the poor
With no money to buy a political voice
They're sent to die without a choice
Im an American, Proud and Free
Im an American i believe in equality
Don't tell me what to do or what to be
Im an American, Don't tread on me
National Debt, National Debt, National Debt, National Debt
National Debt, National Debt,National Debt, National Debt
Whos gonna pay off the Debt?
National Debt, National Debt etc., etc.

Escape To The City

On the road to ruin, rotting in the cell
Nothing all around you, but an anticeptic smell
Searching for something better, hoping for the best
Waiting for the answer, looking for the test
(chorus)Escape to the city, Runaway
Escape to the city, It's the only way
Day time in the city and the traffic's moving fast
Made it in by selling out, can you make it last?
Night time in the jungle the streets become deranged
looking up and holding out untill the seasons change
City streets are hard and rough and city streets are mean
Where did you learn about the world? from the tv screen?
You are just a stranger in a foreign land
You've just found something, you don't understand

Criminal Mischief

If i ever get arrested again
I've just got to make it big my friend
Cause talk is ceap and violence is funny
Go to a party in a Ritzy high rise
knock on the door, what a suprise
Smashing tables, breaking chairs
Tim threw a cat down the stairs
When they throw me in the back of the car
I know what it'll be for
(chorus)Criminal Mischief, they called the law
Criminal Mischief, Kick a hole in the wall
Criminal Mischief, I don't give a shit
About all you stupid pricks
Go to a party in a Ritzy high rise
knock on the door, what a suprise
Smashing tables, breaking chairs
Tim threw a cat down the stairs
Hate art fags and the new wave
Face put a basket ball in the microwave
Here comes a cop with a gun in his hand
I just pissed in the fresh fruit stand
When they throw me in the back of the car
I Know what it'll be for

Catch 22

You never remember where you're from
You got no idea what you done
You came to me with your problems in your hands
And I promised to do everything i can
You're a living reaction with a brain
Got no feelings cause they cause you pain
Pain spelled out is the title of guilt
It burns out the rotten core of the life you built
(Chorus)You bastard, you bastard
you don't do nothing thats not for you
You bastard, you bastard
You're a catch 22
You been wondering whether im alive or dead
And i've been living with your hole in my head
Its the rhythm of the way we live
Born to destroy all we give
And I promised to do everything i can
You're a living reaction with a brain
Got no feelings cause they cause you pain
Pain spelled out is the title of guilt
It burns out the rotten core of the life you built

In the Cards

Poor Mans got a hard life to live
Rich man's got nothing to give
Feel your life going down the drain
Nothing but failure and pain
You say you were born to lose
But i say you got the right to choose
It's all in the way you play the cards
(chorus)It's in the cards
Its in the cards
Know when to fold, Know when to bluff
Just play it smart
Don't tell me that you don't care
You don't work, you'll go nowhere
Its all in the way you play the cards
Some people get the ace of spades
Some people piss their lives away
Greed makes some unable to wait
They miss the boat but thats their fate
You think someone stacked the deck
I think your life is just a wreck
It's all in the way you play the cards


They planned every detail, nothing could go wrong
Conntrol the youth to keep the country strong
An assigned occupation and a place to stay
1 brushstroke paints the whole world grey
With no individual, no room for dissent
The police came and off to jail he went
No grudges though he had no hate
For the ones who made a god their state
(chorus)you can take what you want from me
But you'll never rob me of my dignity, Dignity
Dignity is a matter of self respect
gotta be what you are not what others expect
His spirit was strong, he had no shame
for the political slime that was to blame
They beat him no matter what he said
Couldn't destroy what was in his head
He was the object of hate and anger
What didn't destroy him made him stronger
Summertime for the kids on the street
they're laughing, learning and running from the police
They won't accept mediocrity
They won't let others control their destiny
Where ever it is you go from here
You'r fault if you are controlled by fear
You're lucky as hell to live so free
So stand and fight for your dignity

All Hail Santa

On top of the world with a gun in his hand
Rules the world with his master plan
Late at night and all through the city
Santa brings toy guns to your kiddies
Spent your credit in a department store
Santa stock piles for a total war
(chorus)Ho ho ho, Seig Heil to santa
Ho ho ho, north pole front
Ho ho ho, seig heil to santa
The fight has just begun
Santa's got the face you'll learn to fear
Shaved his head but he kept his beard
Fighting the battle for your hearts and minds
Himmler's skills rank far behind
When the sleigh comes santa won't be late
Every day is Christmas for the police state
Well jack jumped over the candle stick
And all the toy soldiers do their tricks
Santa's wife can't light his wick
He gets an elf to suck his dick
He's coming for your kids and he's no jester
Santa Clause is a child molester

Hate Edge

From dawn to dusk i pound the earth
Looking for meaning to give live its worth
But what i love justs tastes like shit
And i wonder how stupid can you get
The more i see the less i get
My life smoulders out like a cigarette
The more i need, the less I want
I want to live but i know i won't
Roses are red and violets are blue
Money is green and I hate you
Humans are humans but their blood is so red
Im gonna put a bullet through my head
(chorus)Hate edge, hate edge, I hate you
Hate edge hate edge i hate you too
Hate Edge
No one understands anything till its dead
Under the human lampshade they'll never shed
You'll never know what its like not to be shunned
I think you're all fucking scum
Watching dead bodies on the news
Watching my friends burned up like jews
Split my soul for what it would bring
But now i hate everything
Ashes are ashes and dust is dust
Fuck each other with your power lust
Humans are humans but their blood is so red
Im gonna put a bullet through my head

Alcoholics Anonymous

This ones for the kids who are still in school
And you wanna be tough so you break the rules
Life is boring, your family's a mess
Get out of the house you think its best
Get new boots and you crop your hair
Pretty soon, you'll be nowhere
Feels alright when you live for now
And a buck buys a stiff drink anyhow
Feel like a pebble on the beach
When you see things out side your reach
People come and people go
Too many times you're left alone
Job to job and drink to drink
There aint enough time left to think
SSmoke to smoke and lay to lay
One hangover for everyday
(chorus)Alocholics Anonymous (3x)
Alcoholics are anonymous
Youre older now and you look real mean
And your face is creased and not too clean
Wanna be young make it last forever
But clockwork thrills won't make it better
The ocean you swim has gotten too deep
Your bllod is cold, you can't get no sleep
Mouth is dry when you feel the hate
This is a nightmare you'll never escape

Dark Streets

Out on the streets on a saturday night
No problems on my mind
But around the corner with some steel in his hand
Is an end thats most unkind
Poor Robert Bell with a bullet in his gut
Did they ask his permission first?
The bullet goes in, and blood flows out
Life is at its worst
(chorus)Take the guns off the streets for us
And for the ones who have eaten lead
Take them all and melt them down
Before the streets are dead
The roads are dark and the streets are narrow
and everyones driving fast
No matter who or what you are
Any word could be your last
Your heart is warm and your blood is cold
And your head is screwed on tight
Its too dark to see and its too dark to know
And thats why it always happens ant night

Gone With The Wind

You're fat and ugly and you don't care
You got a beer back and greasy hair
You always talk and you never shut up
And worst of all you always beat me up
You're Ingnorant, You're Ignorant
You're a piece of shit
You're Ingnorant, You're Ignorant
You're a middle class twit
You're Ingnorant, You're Ignorant
We treat you like a joke
You're Ingnorant, You're Ignorant
And worst of all you're broke
You never had the girl that you always brag
You fuck little boys you stupid fag
You once had a friend but you stabbed him in the back
And worst of all, you smoke crack
You got taffy duck tatooed on your ass
You see the world through the bottom of a beer glass
The 8 foot tires on your pick up truck
Show you're still in 8th grade YOU STUPID SCHMUCK!
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Mardi 5 août 2 05 /08 /Août 01:51
Premier Album de cet excelent groupe américain. (LINK LP 020)

1. The Anti- Heros Are Here
2. Disco Riot
3. You Can't Kill The Blues With A Gun
4. The Other Side
5. The Young Loner
6. The Herbert Moonstomp
7. Some Fun
8. He's A Skin
9. I'm Hungry
10. Choose
11 The Bomb
12 Porch Monkey
13 What's A Skin
14 Smash A Window

That's Right CBGB en 1996


That's right

we're the anti heros and we're here
to steal your women and drink your beer
Join us and you got nothing to fear....Thats Right
they all run when we come in
and we got in a fight again
we don't care if we don't win...Thats Right
All down at the club tonight
to meet some people, thats allright
All the boys are quite a sight...Thats right
(chorus)Anti Heros Oi! Oi! Oi! (3x)
After a while you stop to think
Your mind is cloudy from the drink
we all know your breath don't stink...Thats Right

Disco Riot

Disco club 688 said they'd have a free beer night
We all knew we had to go
we didn't know that the bomb would blow
All the regulars smelled like shit
We got tanked up on the flowing draft
Queers all gave us hated stares
We were drunk, we didn't care
(chorus)It was black that night it was black as night
of a disco fight of a disco riot
Club sent up a mouldy band
Friends went up to make a stand
One cup of draft on the stage
Bouncers got in a Pissed off rage
Beer was gone it was time to go
the fun had only started though
Up the street we realized
3 of the boys been left behind
Bill met a guy with a van and a wrench
Beat his head to a bloody mess
They ran us down with the van
Chris took a broken leg like a man
Cops grabbed us
we all went down
Tht can't run us out of this black old town
Face and name on the local news
Got us in court with their faithful screws

You Can't Kill the Blues With a Gun

Monday morning cant open my eyes because everyone's looking at me
My life's no longer a 7 day weekend becaus im still asleep on my feet
Wann stay on top of your life, you gotta try as hard as you can
But all you got is another struggle, and no ones gonna lend you a hand
(chorus) you can't kill the blues with a gun
you've gotta find the strength to stand
You just gotta keep your eyes straight ahead
And walk on like a man
Chaos all around no one can stop us cause tonight we're back on the piss
If it ends up in jail or it ends up in blood, thats the way life is
Im not the one who cleans up after, somehow its always done
Spend your life worrying about, you're not gonna have any fun
No ones gonna tell you when you're doing right they tell you when you're doing wrong
As long as they keep themselves shut up, we'll keep carrying on
the aching burning self is on my back again
you better look for something good and enjoy it while you can

The Other Side

Not gonna say what im thinking about you
And if you stay like that then we are through
Cause life is not a trial run
I know i've just begun too
Find each answer from each day anew
We cannot forget what we have learned
We won't compromise what we have earned
Well most people i know are bores
And giving up won't end our wars
We'll never join the ones whose backs have turned
(chorus)You got 2 sides to every story
2 sides to every lie
you come looking for me
that where ill be on the other side
You'll never get the true story from the press
On the streets is where we're at our best
It's hard to read the changing times, but judging from obvious signs
help you learn a bit more than the rest
Try to read the answer in my eyes
Might find yourself thinking about your lies
Cause i don't wear a plastic mask, I might tell you if you ask
no one wins when no one ever tries

The Young Loner

he's the one who stands out in the crowd
He's the one who stands up straight and proud
He's the one that feels out of place
In society he's got a strange face
(chorus)there was no one he could trust
so a loner he became
His friends all came and went
and a loner he'll remain
Doesn't matter what he wears
He don't feel right anywhere
Hasn't had friends in his growing years
No one to talk about his hopes and fears
No one to talk to, he doesn't mind
young loner knows he's one of a kind
Boots and braces he stands alone
Sad lifes the only one he's ever known

Herbert Moonstomp

Right around the corner,
up the street from Harry May, There's a little house of horror where all the herberts stay
Polish on their sneakers, dax slime in their hair
Always acting crazy, but fuck it they don't care
Moon moon moon moon Moonstomp
Everyday at Zestos they're working at their jobs
Another 120 they hate their dead end yobs
don't sleep on the weekends the gleam stays in their eyes
Don't you call it magic their brains are full of ice
Always down at the clubs, on good terms with the skins
Acting like an angel wont pay for their sins
After ever to do, when all of the wreckage clears
The herberts are left standing, they'll have a few more beers

Some Fun

Spend the day time in the sun
Spend Night time at the club Some fun! Some fun!
We always have a laugh
We're never holding back, some fun! some fun!
Cars lights flashing by running all around
I'm not gonna tell anybody, 'bout what i found
Someone gets in my way, There will be a fight
but tonight i got my girl, and you know thats right
Another Nazi's coming around, lets run him out of town Some fun! Some Fun!
My girl with another guy, i gave him a black eye Some fun! Some fun!
Roadtrip with 20 guys, to another show
we got ther and it was cancelled, wouldn't you know
All the people all of the beer, always worthwhile
When you're having a good time, you're always in style
Sailing drunken through the town, run that old lady down, Some fun! Some fun!
Just when thought we'd won, she pulls out her gun, Some fun! Some fun!
Throwing bottles at cars, smash in their windows
Will i remember this tomorrow? Who fucking knows
All the girls That think they're great, they put on airs
Do they have any brains, who fucking cares

He's a Skin

They call him a Nazi, they call him a child
cause he holds his head up high
Too proud, some times too wild
Hes the one who's full of hate
the target of abuse
Won't try to explain himself
because there is no use
(chorus)He's a skin, Hes a Skin
stick with you through thick and thin
Hes a skin and he'll be a skin
when he's the only one
You know that he's got his friends
you know they stand tall
Each night maybe have some drinks
And then they have ball
Don't you try to stop them
Don't get in their way
No matter what you do
We will have our say

I'm Hungry

Im Hungry, Im hungry my limbs feel weak
My voice is distorted when i speak
Im hungry, I'm hungry, my life has reached its peak
It's so dull i feel the havoc i wreak
(chorus)I eat i eat
and drink and drink
And you all know i never think
Im Hungry Im hungry Im hungry hungry hungry hungry
Im hungry im hungry i never give
My life is like a plastic seive
I'm hungry, im hungry, i live to consume
In my house, on the human moon
Im hungry, im hungry, i hate myself
In my package on the kitchen shelf
Im hungry, im hungry, i've got nothing to eat
So now im gonna eat my meat


On the road with me and my frinds came to our first town
Chucked us out cause we were skinheads, that just let me down
Extra extra, get your monthly massacre, someones been killed today
Feel alone then shout it the loudest cause someone might hear you say
(chorus)Choose, choose, got nothing to lose
your hopes and feelings gone
Choose, choose, got nothing to lose
Together right and strong
Second town found my kind of place and it seemed like we might stay
Security i let my secret drop and they told us to go away
Extra extra, get your monthly massacre, someones been killed today
Feel alone then shout it the loudest cause someone might hear you say

The Bomb

We'll never be another countries slaves and we're sure to live free for the rest of our days
Thanks, thanks to the bomb
No one would dare do something rash cause we'd send them off with a mighty crash
Thanks thanks to the bomb
(chorus)The bomb bomb bomb bomb
bomb bomb bomb etc. etc.
Thank you, thank you for the bomb
It's great living in the biggest country that's got the whole world on its knees
Thanks, thanks to the bomb
In silos under the midwest plains, there lies the strength that ensures americas gains
Thanks, thanks to the bomb
No one will know the sacred day when we all go out in that special way
Thanks, thanks to the bomb
So lets move to the city that's gonn get hit cause i don't want my guts coming out in my shit
Thanks, thanks to the bomb

Porch Monkey

Sitting on the porch of life
They feel no problems or encounter any strife
They're the people who all look the same
Stagnant lives that never change
They're the members of the upper class
Gonna die living in the past
(chorus)Cause you're another person without a name
a bumbling burecrat without a brain
you're so happy to live in a dream
You're a porch monkey
So the freed the slaves in 1865
When money was green and the dream was alive
From the mortgage banker to the divorce court
They're propping up people and pulling out the cork
They're members of the middle class
Gonna Die sittin on their ass
You're so smart and you're so pretty
And we fucking know you run our city
Spending your wages to look sheik
You live off glory at the end of the week
You're the members of the lowest class
gonna die in a rich mans grasp

Whats A Skin

Skinheads there when things get rough
and when he's needed he's always tough
won't ever run, won't ever hide
he aint scared that they'll lock him inside
Seems to stand above them all
he'll be there when the low lifes fall
You know what i say is true
you know in your heart when i speak about you
Know in your heart when i speak about you
(chorus)Whats a skin, hes hard
Whats a skin, he's tough
What's a skin, he's honorable
Do you think we won't live long?
Do you think that we're not strong?
Fire burns in all of our hearts
Be on top cause we got the smarts
Skinhead knows when he is right
And he knows he don't have to fight
But when he does he tends to win
That's how they remember him
Thats how they remember him

Smash a Window

Joined a school about last May Thought i'd go, be on my way
But i wasn't taught in anybody's class
Found that there's no place for me in the'85 society
I belong on the streets living with my friends
(chorus)Smash a window, Break a rule
Smash a window, not gonna be nobody's fool
Smash a window, break a face
Smash a window, not gonna lock me up in that place
Suprise my face don't fit, i live in a sea of shit
But i should be happy, lest it decompose
Always keep priority 1 to stay clean and have fun
Nothing can keep me from my music and my friends

Par oi collector - Publié dans : Anti-Heros
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Je recherche les paroles que je n'ai pas encore affichées de tous les albums disponnibles. Si les paroles ne sont pas sur le site c'est que je ne les ai pas. Vous pouvez me faire parvenir les paroles de tout groupe Oi RAC ou punk que vous avez même si les albums ne sont pas encore affichés. Il y a de bonnes chance qu'ils le soient bientôt. Les prochains groupes que je posterai: Condemned 84, Cock Sparrer, Cockney Reject, Cross et plusieurs autres.

I am looking for lyrics of any Oi / RAC/ Punk bands. The next bands I will post on will be Condemned 84, Cock Sparrer, Cockney Reject, Cross and many more. I am also looking for all the missing lyrics of my actual post. Thanx for your help!



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