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Night in the cells
02:20
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I was drunk but I wasn’t disorderly,
‘till a cop showed up and kindly informed me,
I was in breech of sections 4 and 8 and could be
Detained for offences against the state
The next thing I knew I’d failed to comply
With the directive of Officer Kilbride
He read me my rights, I said “Go Fuck Yourself!”
He said “You’re coming with us, for a night in the cells!”
A night in the cells!
Back of the squad car me, Declan and Hickey
Who jumps out but Jonathan Lynch to the rescue!
Down at the station the pigs took their statements
Resisted arrest, failed to give information,
You’re a danger to yourself and others around ya
Said 3 guards with a boltcutter, as they began to surround me
They cut off me padlock, stripped to me jocks
They said “Ya needn’t think you’re gonna fuck with us!”
Locked up a night inside, all charges dropped by Mark Kilbride!
Hickeys mother knew (Sgt) Tim Tully, but he still got done for drunk and disorderly!
STUFF FOR THE CUNT!!!
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Teflon Taoiseach
03:15
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Woke up late this morning, late for work again
I can’t bear the fucking thoughts of that building site again
Didn’t have time for breakfast, I didn’t have a fuck’in choice
Straight out the fuck’in door for another day full of shite
The foreman said “Where’s your fuck’in hardhat? Its bad enough you’ve got no safepass,
Safety first there’s no excuse and where’s your steel toe capped boots?”
He said “You aint no fuck’in use, there’s no place on this site for you
No boots, no hat, no job!”
Woke up late this morning, I dragged me arse outta bed
I went round to the dole, to make a claim instead
Had afew cans for breakfast, I had afew more for lunch
And by the time it came for dinner I was rat arsed fuck’in drunk
Me girlfriend said “Wheres your fuck’in paycheck? It’s bad enough
We’ve got no food left, what d’ya mean you’re on the dole?
Get up off you’re fuck’in hole!
She said “You aint no fuck’in use, there’s no place in me life for you
No boots, no hat, no job
There aint no fuck’in use, there’s no place on the sites for you
No boots, no hat, no job! (twice!)
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Poverty trap
02:57
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Its only poverty, she’ll grow out of it
Like all her school uniforms, well I fuck’in doubt it!
Thousands of kids are living on the breadline
Thousands just don’t care, saying I’ve got mine
And the pressure grows…
The vultures on the right will blame it on immigration
But all the working class are in the same situation
Those who pull the strings of capital and state
Get richer off the wealth that we generate
And the pressure grows…
Caught like a rat in a poverty trap and there’s no-way out social welfare on your back! Working for a living or living off the state it doesn’t make a difference if you’re still fuck’in skint,
As the dirty rat race scuttles overhead we’re just picking up the crumbs from the fat cats bread, an inhumane system a capitalist state,
Classed by the amount of money you make
And the pressure grows…
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Store St. Murder station
01:49
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Tracker mortgage
04:52
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Police sirens wail through the middle of the night, no justice done no justice in sight
In poverty traps all across the land, theres a working class struggle that will never end
Every generation, same old situation,
Discontent throughout the nation
The government they don’t wanna see
I telled ya not ta dread, dread not the government
We’ll see their downfall, cos we all know where we want to be
We’ll keep on fighting everyday
Working together solidarity
No-one represents the interests of the people, social issues dealt with by policing
No problems solved they’re only increasing, societies divided into pieces
Every generation, same old situation,
Discontent throughout the nation
The government they don’t wanna see
I telled ya not ta dread, dread not the government… No
We’ll bring their downfall, ‘cos we all know what we believe and
We’ll keep on fighting everyday
‘cos we have to believe now this world can change
This government don’t care about no people,
Under their control no-one will be equal
Im so high and I can see the solution, Im so high and I can see a resolution
New generation gonna make their contribution
Don’t dread them don’t dread no no!
Im so high and I don’t deal in no violence, im so high and I don’t wanna start no riots
I and I so high I just want there to be quiet, I and I so high I just want there to be quiet
I and I so high BUNREE UNITE!
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Too fat to riot
03:31
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Sharp dressed man
01:52
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Skint head blue jeans bomber jacket look’in fuck’in mean
Black boots white laces Ben Sherman shirt and a pair of fuck’in braces
They come runn’in as fast as they can
‘cos all the girls go crazy for a S.H.A.R.P. dressed man
Oi Oi Oi
Skin Heads Against Racial Prejudice
All the ladies they all know, he’s look’in S.H.A.R.P. everywhere he goes
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Get Drunk!
01:37
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Got drunk last night
Getting drunk tonight
What the fuck do I do
Every single night?
Get drunk! Get drunk! Get drunk!
Go into John Fahys
What do I see?
A bottle of BUCKFAST!
That’s the drink for me!
One bottles never enough
I’d better buy two
A flagon and some cans
Waaahooo!
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