In no fit state

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    Antifacist Oi!, Punk, Reggae and Ska from Ballina, County Mayo, Ireland since 2007. Comes in 6 panel digipack with lyrics.
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released November 29, 2013

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Track Name: Fuck You!
Fuck you! You racist shit, I don't need your point of view I've had enough of it. Your backwards way of thinking your misconceived thoughts, you're the fuckin' problem in your narrow minded world. You single out an entire race, you judge them when it's not your place. We need to fuckin' educate a new generation 'cos fear breeds hate.

Fuck your racist shit, There's no place left for it.
We need to fight these fascists down for once and all!

Oi Oi Oi

Refugees and immigrants, what's your fuckin' problem with...
they're only wanting to make a better life, for their families, is that a crime? You think they don't deserve a chance, well I think you're just ignorant. You're no better than anyone else and if you can't see that then you fuckin' need help!

You hide behind your wall of hate, any excuse to discriminate.
blame anyone else for your problems, well being a bigot won't fuckin solve them. Stereotypes and political views are the tools that you use, to hide the fact set in stone, you're a racist piece of fucking scum.

Fuck your racist shit, There's no place left for it.
We need to beat these fascists down for once and all!

Oi Oi Oi

So take a stand, get off the fence, let these boneheads we've no tolerance. Keep our scene anti-fascist and re-claim Oi for the working classes!
Track Name: Police is cops
You made an oath to enforce the law, to serve and protect us one and all. A pillar of the community, fuck you pig you sicken me.
I just cannot understand how they don't see what they're doing,
they try to control us in every way, "Fuck the Police!" is what I say.

I don't want to live under their control,
In fear of punishment by their laws,
Pawns put in place to protect a corrupt state,
the Gardi Siochana's what their called, Police is Cops!

How come the rules don't apply to you, ha? No speed limit for the boys in blue, you harass and beat the innocent, the rules apply as you see fit. You support a minority of politicians who rule our majority, it's our vote but there isn't much of a choice. You're driving a wedge in the social divide.

They intimidate they rely on fear, to control the masses riot gear,
water cannons and barricades, armored vans we'll have our say.
Track Name: In no fit state
Household tax, water charge, austerity measures hit the poorest so hard. Repossessions and welfare cuts, mortgage arrears now everybody's fucked. We're suffering at the hands of our social elite, the incompetence of a few is leaving people on the streets. How much worse can it get? How much more can we take until the anger of the nation erupts and forces change?

This is the era of the ghost estates
Rising unemployment left in emigrations wake

The abortion debate rages 20 years on, still a woman's got no right to decide what she wants. When will we see the end? When will we see the need of this imposed catholic guilt and the bitterness it breeds. Pedophile priests, Magdalene nuns, state collusion, accountability none. For far too long we've been getting raped by the state, abuses of power controlling our fate.

Savita was a victim, for her it was too late.
How many more will die 'cos they fail to legislate.

Take a look around you, Take a look around you,
All I see is corruption causing destruction.

Unemployment...
Repossessions...
Austerity...
Receiverships...
State collusion...

We're in no fit state!

Don't just sit there, fight the power!
Make your voice heard, now's the hour!
The time has come it's here today!
Make a protest have your say!
Track Name: Hell of a day
I've had a Hell of a day, they took me dole away
Now I've got nothin' no money for booze
I don't have a penny what the fuck'll I do? Oi oi!

It was a Thursday morning, I went to the bank
To make a withdrawal to pay for me flat
At the pass machine the screen started flashin'
Ya don’t have sufficient funds to make a transaction!

I went round the dole to see what had happened
They said “ you failed to attend your last scheduled appointment
It was an interview for a case reassessment, so your claim's been revoked
Have you any more questions”?

Two and a half years on the dole, that's nearly fifteen grand Just for pickin' me hole
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the tears
Yez miserable bastards thanks for all the free beers

I had to get a job, to pay me own way but I know I'll be back on the dole...
Some fuckin' day - Oi!
Track Name: Rudies got the know
"Is you a bad man? Is you a gangster man?"
Stirring up trouble when you come in a town
and ya know y'ave done "too much too young!"
But that don't mean ya can't have no fun.

Oh Rudie, Rudie don't heed what they say no...
Oh no Rudie all they're trying to tell you, ya don't have to be so bold.

So Rudie please don't fear no please don't worry
'cos ya know you're gonna grow up in a hurry
No Rudie don't fear when no bad man's coming near
Oh Rudie don't know, Oh Rudie don't know

You'll be 15 and I'll be 40
and Rudie you know we're gonna be having a party
and all of them things I told ya not to do
is all the things you're gonna wanna do

No Rudie, Rudie don't heed what they say no...
Oh no Rudie all I'm trying to tell you is ya don't have to be so bold.

So Rudie please don't fear no please don't worry
'cos ya know you're gonna grow up in a hurry
No Rudie don't fear when no bad man's coming near
'cos Rudies got the know oh Rudies got the know.

No Rudie, Rudie don't heed what I say no...
Oh no Rudie all I'm trying to tell you is ya don't have to be so bold.

So Rudie please don't fear no please don't worry
'cos ya know you're gonna grow up in a hurry
No Rudie don't fear when no bad man's coming near
'cos Rudies got the know oh Rudies got the know.

Ya know Rudies gonna be the one (Oh Rudies got the know)
Ya know Rudies gonna have some fun (Oh Rudies got the know)
Track Name: Take down yer fuckin' posters!
Why would ya want to be a politician? A come on tell me now tell me now! Do ya really think that you could make a difference? 'Cos we've seen it all before. They only thing they'll change is themselves, they can't be trusted. No Ya can't count on a politician.

Seen them in the news now its no surprise,
Another politicians coming telling more lies,
And we don't want to hear them anymore.

It won't take long for their promises to be broken, it won't be long now 'till all their lies are forgotten. The only one they help is themselves, they can't be trusted. No Ya can't count on the politician.

Seen them in the news now its no surprise,
Another politicians been scandalised,
And we don't want to see them anymore.

No one can stand alone, no ya can't bring down the system on your own, ya don't believe me now. When are we all a gonna agree we need a change to come? And that's not easy so until we all agree people are sufferin' needlessly .

and so another campaign, and another more lies, another politician we're a gonna despise. We don't wanna hear them, we don't wanna see them now ya know, we don't want no politicians no more.

No more politicians no more politricks
I'm not ever gonna vote for you no... 'cos guilty politicians got no rhythm.
Track Name: Sick and tired
I’m Sick and tired of worrying about money for this money for that,
there's always fucking bills to pay and food to put on the plate.
The cost of living is so high, I'm barely fucking scraping by,
I’m on a dead end street in a dead end town, the only fucking way is out

Back down to the dole queue, that's where we'll be going
‘Til we fix this fucking country, that's where we'll get thrown

I'm at the bottom looking up at the social ladder in disgust
The capitalist mentality of these wealthy sickens me
They’re spending money on brand new cars,
while the poor are left to fucking starve
This system doesn't work, it's not for the likes of us

Time and time again, it's the government that's to blame
And it's always up to us to bear the fucking brunt

We're forced to emigrate 'cause of the shortfalls of the state
Or you can bide your fucking time at the back of the dole line

Well it seems to be the Paddys curse that when things go from bad to worse
And we fall upon harder times, there's no choice but to draw the line
With families to be fed or a roof to put over your head
It's only a matter of time ‘til we leave all this behind
Emigration's on the rise, there's more and more sad goodbyes
But you do what you've got to do until we see this recession through
We’re going back down to the dole queue, that's where we'll be going
Until we fix this fucking country, that's where we'll get thrown
No jobs, no money, a false economy, no prospects for the youth
We're living in no fit state, to tell you the fucking truth
Track Name: Cut throat Hash
Cutthroat hash...piss off!
Drunk today and seldom sober, it gradually gets this way
Smoking hash and drinking Buckfast, the mind deteriorates
The weekend starts on Tuesday, lifestyle in disarray
Cuththroat hash will fry your fucking brain...so piss off! Oi!

Deny me my hash and I'll find another way
Self-destruction looms I’m gonna get of my fucking face
Addiction leads to self-abuse, the buzz has fucking changed
Cutthroat hash has fried my fucking brain...so piss off! Oi!

Don't get sucked into the trap; don't start smoking cutthroat hash...
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Track Name: Ordinary man
I'm an ordinary man, nothin' special nothin' grand,
I've had to work for everything I own,
Well I never asked for a lot, I was happy with what I got,
Enough to keep my family and my home,
Now they say that times are hard & they've handed me my cards,
They say there's not the work to go around,
When the whistle blows the gates will finally close,
Tonight they're going to shut this factory down,
Then they'll tear it down.

I never missed a day nor went on strike for better pay,
For 20 years I served them best I could,
With a handshake and a cheque it seems so easy to forget,
Loyalty through the bad times and the good,
The owner says he's sad to see that things have got so bad,
But the Captains of industry won't let him loose,
He still drives a car and smokes a cigar,
And still he takes his family on a cruise,
He'll never lose.

Now it seems to me to be such a cruel irony,
He's richer now ever he was before,
Now my cheque is all spent and I can't afford the rent,
There's one law for the rich, one for the poor,
Every day I've tried to salvage some of my pride,
To find some work so's I might pay my way,
But everywhere I go, the answer is always no,
There's no work for anyone here today,
No work today.

And so condemned I stand, just an ordinary man,
Like thousands beside me in the queue,
I watch my darlin' wife tryin' to make the best of life,
God knows what the kids are goin' to do,
Now that we are faced with this human waste,
A generation cast aside,
For as long as I live, I never will forgive,
You've stripped me of my dignity & pride,
You've stripped me bare.
Track Name: Fuck the recession
The economic forecast is sickening my arse,
and the current financial climate it'd make ya fuck'n violent, all this doom and gloom and the countries left in ruins, their party politics wouldn't fix shit!

Bankers, bailouts the I.M.F.
The countries in a fuck'n wreck,
all this talk would sicken your shit,
its enough to drive a man to drink!

Fuck the recession, sure lets go on the session!
Shut up about politics, 'cos we're all get'n pissed,
We'll have to keep on drink'n to stop this country sink'n...
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!

Its hard to not let it get on top of you,
bankers still get bonuses, you're on the dole queue,
say there's no cash for hospitals and schools,
plenty in the pockets of political fools,
BULLSHIT! Its always been the same,
its us who pay its them to blame.
How long are we gonna put up with this?
How long before we stand up and resist?

I'm gonna put on my martin boots,
and buy a heap a booze.
I'm gonna put on my Sherman shirt,
and drink for all I'm worth!