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Combat 84


Right To Choose

The end of the world is coming in two
We are ready to fight are you
When you're on your knees with a gun to your head
It's better to be dead than fuckin' Red!
(chorus)We are the right, the right to choose
And we want defense, and we want the cruise
They gave their lives and they bled
Remember the Falklands don't forget our dead
The right to choose, we want the cruise

Barry Prudom

There was blood coming from his head
On the run another copper dead
He killed his boss and he didn't know why
But he heard a voice that they must die
(Chorus)Barry Prubom, Barry Prudom
He's coming for you with his gun
Barry Prudom, Barry Prudom
He's Public Enemy number 1
Tools of his trade were guns and knives
He got a degree in taking lives
Wasted pigs for something to do
You better watch out, he's coming for you
(chorus)
In the army trained to kill
He'll make the rest of them fit the bill
He was hunting like a wild creature
Another murder for the sunday features

Violence

You're walking down the street and theres blood on your hands
Commotion in the pubs and going round in gangs
Cruising round in motors, trying to get someone
Kick 'em, stab 'em, club 'em, until the job is done
(chorus)There's violence in our town
Theres violence all around
There's violence in your town
Theres violence all around
People never learn how ever much you try
There's violence in your blood so someones gonna die
Cruising round in motors, trying to get someone
Kick 'em, stab 'em, club 'em, until the job is done

Rapist

He's a dirty and evil man
And no one wants to know
He could be living in your town
The sign of a rapist doesn't show
Young girls come to him
Stalking victims in the street
When it happens no one's safe
You're just swept up off your feet
Capitol punishment
Stronger government
Plastic mask and hairy wig
You're too scared to show your face
You're acting like a dirty pig
You're a cancer on the human race
Filth of society, should all die
We need a stronger government
All you gotta do is hang 'em high
We want capitol punishment!
We need a stronger government
Bring back capitol punishment(x4)
Hang 'em, hang 'em, hang 'em high
You watch those fucking bastards die(x4)

Poseur

You was a punk in 77
And you was a skin in 78
You tried mod but you were too late
Changin' changin' every year
(chorus)And you was a punk too late
And you was a skin too late
And you was a mod too late
And you was a ted too late
Poseur, Poseur standing there
You change your style every year
Once straight but now a queer
You change your style every year
(chorus)
New Romantics ?????????????????
?????????? Piss the beds
Your looking down on all your mates
New Romantics ?????????????

Skinhead

We will never fade or die whatever you try to do
We're the first of today, and the last of tomorrow
Skinheads not a fashion, its a way of life
(chorus)Skinhead skinhead never give up just stick together and act as one
You never never never give up, just stick together and act as one
See us on the telly, you read about us in the news
We will never fade or die, whatever you try to do

Combat 84

Pair of DM's on your feet
Well polished and looking neat
Paramilatary, here's the score
We're the band Combat 84
Know whats sacred we must fight
Thats why we won't be denied
Short hair and braces hanging down
There'll always be a skinhead in town
(chorus)Thats why we rule the street
Thats why we ???????? (2x)
1st verse

Soldier

Soldier soldier standing out
????????????????????????
Youre in there without a fight
You could lose your best friend tonite
Youre in there without a change
You're in there without a chance
Bring 'em, bring 'em, bring 'em back now(4x)
Your country needs you
Thats what the poster said
But now there's nothing you can do
Because you're fucking dead
(chorus)

1982

1982 1982
There's nothing here for me and you
19, 1982
You won't get a job anywhere
Not when you've got short hair
There's nothing here for me and you
19, 1982
There's nothing here for me and you
19, 1982
You let jobs go into the distance
Your on the dole for your existence
More Fleeced attention
More forced intentions
There's nothing here for me and you
19, 1982