Crass (anglicky zabedněný) vznikli v roce 1977 na farmářském sídlu ze sedmnáctého století zvaném Dial House určeném jako základna kulturních, uměleckých a politických projektů od průkopnického jazzu až k pomoci založení hnutí nezávislých...

Píseň: Rival Tribal Revel Rebel, pt. 2

Interpret:
Crass
Album:
Christ - The Album
Cor blimey 


Cor blimey guvnor I'm the big 'un, 
Cop an eyeful of this muscular arm. 
Being tough'n'tough is my kind of fun 
But, of course I never do no harm. 
Ain't my fault I like cracking bones, 
Gives me a funny kind of thrill, 
And I can't help smiling at the pathetic moans, 
When I go in for the kill. 


Tribal wars are raging, there's a battlefield on the street, 
There's games to play 
And hell to pay 
When the rival tribal rebels meet. 


Why can't people just leave me be? 
Can't help doing what I do, 
I'll do anybody who ain't like me 
So forget your what, why or who. 
I ain't got no purpose and I don't give a fuck, 
I never asked for this life. 
If you're looking for reasons you're out of luck, 
I'll show you the point with my knife. 


Tribal wars are raging, no-one's safe out on their own, 
The gangs are about 
And they scream and shout, 
So you'd better not be caught alone. 


I did it cos there ain't nothing else to do, 
Nowhere'll let me in.. 
It ain't my fault I want to hurt and screw 
So I've destroyed every place where I've been. 
I had trouble at the local so they won't serve me there, 
I just had to chivvy up this bloke, 
Left him with a smile cut from ear to ear. 
But the bleeder never got the joke. 
I used to have a bird but I put her up the spout 
So I had to tell her where to get off. 
Well, you can't blame me if I want to get about, 
If you're a man you've gotta be tough. 
I used to go down the cafe for tea 
But my boot got attacked by the door, 
So now it ain't open for the likes of me 
And we're back on the streets like before. 


Tribal wars are raging, our heroes are standing tall, 
But the truth of the matter, 
If you cut out the patter, 
Is that pride always comes before the fall. 


They can stand on the corner 
With their violence and their hate, 
Stand there and fester 
Till they've left it too late 
To realise it's themselves they've put their on the spot 
Cos they've wasted the one and only life that they've got. 


Tribal wars are raging, everyone's acting out bad parts, 
Hey big man, take a look at yourself it's in the mirror that the real war starts.
Profilový obrázek - Christ - The Album
Christ - The Album (1982)

1. Have a Nice Day

2. Mother Love

3. Nineteen Eighty Bore

4. I Know There Is Love

5. Beg Your Pardon

6. Birth Control 'n' Rock 'n' Roll

7. Reality Whitewash

8. It's The Greatest Working Class Rip-Off

9. Deadhead

10. You Can Be Who?

11. Buy Now Pay as You Go

12. Rival Tribal Revel Rebel, pt. 2

13. Bumhooler

14. Sentiment (White Feathers)

15. Major General Despair

16. Banned From The Roxy

17. The Sound Of One Hand

18. Punk Is Dead

19. Nagasaki Nightmare

20. Darling

21. Bata Motel Blues

22. Berkertex Bribe

23. Fold It In Half

24. Big Hands

25. Heart-Thorb Of The Mortuary

26. Bumhooler (2)

27. Big a Little a

28. First Woman

29. Arlington 73

30. Bomb Plus Bomb Tape

31. Contaminational Power

32. I Ain't Thick

33. G's Song

34. Securicor

35. I Can't Stand It

36. Shaved Women

37. A Part Of Life

38. Do They Owe Us a Living?

39. So What

40. Salt 'n' Pepper