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Utwór: Bloody Revolutions

  • wykonawca: Crass
  • album: Best Before
  • wyświetleń: 814

You talk about your revolution, well, that's fine
  But what are you going to be doing come the time?
  Are you going to be the big man with the tommy-gun?
  Will you talk of freedom when the blood begins to run?
  Well, freedom has no value if violence is the price
  Don't want your revolution, I want anarchy and peace
    You talk of overthrowing power with violence as your tool
  You speak of liberation and when the people rule
  Well ain't it people rule right now, what difference would there be?
  Just another set of bigots with their rifle-sights on me
    But what about those people who don't want your new restrictions?
  Those that disagree with you and have their own convictions?
  You say they've got it wrong because they don't agree with you
  So when the revolution comes you'll have to run them through
  You say that revolution will bring freedom for us all
  Well freedom just ain't freedom when your back's against the wall
    You talk of overthrowing power with violence as your tool
  You speak of liberation and when the people rule
  Well ain't it people rule right now, what difference would there be?
  Just another set of bigots with their rifle-sights on me
    Will you indoctrinate the masses to serve your new regime?
  And simply do away with those whose views are too extreme?
  Transportation details could be left to British rail
  Where Zyklon B succeeded, North Sea Gas will fail
  It's just the same old story of man destroying man
  We've got to look for other answers to the problems of this land
    You talk of overthrowing power with violence as your tool
  You speak of liberation and when the people rule
  Well ain't it people rule right now, what difference would there be?
  Just another set of bigots with their rifle-sights on me
    Vive la revolution, people of the world unite
  Stand up men of courage, it's your job to fight
    It all seems very easy, this revolution game
  But when you start to really play things won't be quite the same
  Your intellectual theories on how it's going to be
  Don't seem to take into account the true reality
  Cos the truth of what you're saying, as you sit there sipping beer
  Is pain and death and suffering, but of course you wouldn't care
    You're far too much of a man for that, if Mao did it so can you
  What's the freedom of us all against the suffering of the few?
  That's the kind of self-deception that killed ten million jews
  Just the same false logic that all power-mongers use
  So don't think you can fool me with your political tricks
  Political right, political left, you can keep your politics
  Government is government and all government is force
  Left or right, right or left, it takes the same old course
  Oppression and restriction, regulation, rule and law
  The seizure of that power is all your revolution's for
  You romanticise your heroes, quote from Marx and Mao
  Well their ideas of freedom are just oppression now
    Nothing changed for all the death, that their ideas created
  It's just the same fascistic games, but the rules aren't clearly stated
  Nothing's really different cos all government's the same
  They can call it freedom, but slavery is the game
    Nothing changed for all the death, that their ideas created
  It's just the same fascistic games, but the rules aren't clearly stated
  Nothing's really different cos all government's the same
  They can call it freedom, but slavery is the game
  There's nothing that you offer but a dream of last years hero
  The truth of revolution, brother................... is year zero.

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