Crass Banned From The Roxy
Banned from the Roxy...Ok I never much liked playing there anyway Said they only wanted well behaved boys Do they think guitars and microphones are just f..cking toys? f..ck '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 f..cking power cos their finger's on the button Got control and won't let it be forgotten Truth of their reality is at the wrong end of a gun Proof of that is Belfast and that's no f..cking fun Seeing the squaddy lying in the front yard Seeing the machine guns resting on the fence Finding the entrance to your own front door is barred Got the f..cking nerve to call it defence Seems their defence is a just the threat of strength Protection for the privileged at any length Government protecting their profits from the poor Rich and the fortunate chaining up the door Afraid that the people may ask for a little more Than the shit they get, shit they get, shit they get, Shit they get, shit they get, shit they get, Shit they get, shit they get, DEFENCE? SHIT, IT'S NOTHING LESS THAN WAR AND NO ONE BUT THE GOVERNMENT KNOWS WHAT THE f..ck IT'S FOR Oh yes they say it's defence, say it's decency Mai Lai, Hiroshima, know what I mean? Same f..cking lies with depressing frequency They say "We had to do it to keep our lives clean" Whose life? Whose f..cking life? Who the f..ck are they talking to? Whose life? Whose f..cking life? I'll tell you one thing, it ain't me and you And their systems, christ, they're everywhere School, army, church, the corporation deal f..cked up reality based on fear f..cking conspiracy to stop you feeling real Well they ain't got me, I'd say they're f..cking wrong I ain't quite ready with my gun But I've got me song Banned from the Roxy, Ok Never much like playing there anyways GUNS
