Interpret:

Crass

Album:

Christ - The Album

Tired bored sad people, tired bored sad lives 
Endless cars on endless roadways, endless shopfronts with endless lies 
Even the winners, even the punters, tight lipped packages, think it's bad 
Can't imagine a revolution could deal with anything so sad 
Well it's all set up so you can't do it 
No let up so you don't make it 
All arranged so you can't have it 
All enclosed so you won't take it 
Set in little pockets of isolation 
Separated by regulation 
Crushed for product in a rich man's passion 
Relative ration for the ration nation 
Tear a bit, smash a bit, cause a little pain 
That's a contribution then they build it up again 
Fool yourself thinking it's a holyheld belief 
When all the time it's just another light relief 
Oh boredom psychological stunt 
You never really feel it when you're up at the front 
And it doesn't really matter where the hell it's going 
As long as everybody has the hot blood flowing 


Excitement and thrills 
Will put off the ills 
Radical frills 
Docility pills 
New wave, splash in the pan 
Real music by dildo dan 
Tired old discos, shame balam 
Soddern modern christ, futurists again 
Play the machine 
Crank up the dream 
We're just what we seem 
Know what I mean? 


But no-one can wipe out the last five years 
So there's other ways of living than in supergloo pairs 
Marry me darling? Fuck off, creep! 
Tired and lonely, life on the cheap 
Didn't plan it, but now we're very happy 
Another poor fucker drowns in its nappy 
Bakunin and bollocks and fun and farts 
Hit the right fantasy and come up the charts 


Treat people like shit and that's what you get. 
Thank you, good evening and good night! 
You're a wonderful audience!