The Ungovernable Farce - The
Still the warning same fucked weary Government
hell bent on war
Wondering where the reinforcements for the next attack are coming
Afar they are led like cattle to be scapegoats to the scheme
While the lady laps up double cream, Mr. Newman plans and dreams
First, that means deception lets be clever "we can fool the poor"
Secondly, attempts are made to cover up mistakes they make
When all else fails the boot boys, jump, get kitted out in blue
The rest is left to the imagination, you get the point, or it will
Some people said "no more of this". Planned carefully their resistance
Made plans whilst staying underground then up to overthrow the
Moves worked well and feeling spread that "victories" were made
They raised their mighty fist again, and...
Clamped down hard on passive resistance
Slammed shut the door to freedom, no entry given
Built bombs, tanks, threw shit at our reality
Destroyed peace, made war, then called it sanity, no!
A Piss In The Ocean -
The Ungovernable Force
Punk played it's own important role in the fight
Aired awareness, new opinions, destroyed formerly accepted obsessions
Right out the window went stale traditions, false morals blinded
Respect for authority joined them; we made them a standing joke
We said, "fuck off" smarmy popstar shits portraying images of a
Smearing a happy, clean face on reality, "it's the Queens Jubilee..."
go to hell
Refusing to be puppets with the promise of a future, there is no
So never mind the bollocks, because anarchy in the UK suits us
The public screamed in outcry, demanded immediate termination
The "scum of the earth" has raised its voice "How could they do
this to our nation?"
The media tried to destroy us, stop the 'poor mans' rock invasion
The exposure only helped us reveal their hopeless situation
Gaining in momentum and numbers, we needed spokesmen
And that came from four people from the real world, just like the
rest of us
We now had a voice, an alternative, our message getting louder
Nothing now could stop us rising up to meet their fast advancing
But when the challenge came, they crumbled, as the four proved easy
For the states clever weapon money proved too tempting once again
Big bastard business cheque books opened up and then swallowed
Those leeches sucked hard slyly, and we couldn't believe the scenes
Punk shops - " roll up! Buy your rebellion here!"
Badges, posters, bondage, books, colouring for your hair
Like sheep they flocked to buy punk rock, a part of the new threat!
The country laughed and screamed "punk flop"; it now seemed punk
They toured the lands to Disneyland
And ripped the state apart
Destroyed the music status quo
And created a new start
Their jet set pads, the sunny land
The songs of train robbings
It's just all more money in the bank
So come on boys and girls and sing
We stood and could only watch
As they took everything we stood for
And made a mockery of it
The four feeding finance straight back
Into the system they supposedly despised
What was once the black flag of anarchy
Was now the colours of the Union Jack
The movement, punk rock, who cares? We are just another band; they
were just another band
Direct action is what achieves change, not miming to words, how
much longer must we sing the same old song?
Crawling from the mess that they'd left standing as our future
We realised we needed 'no one' to mouth off our message for us
Told big business to take a running jump, went back underground
where we started
The tribe then split, as some stayed behind to mourn
C.R.A.S.S. - The Ungovernable Force
Up rose a movement titled C.R.A.S.S.
Who spoke of anarchy and freedom putting power to the test?
A caring group of people who worked outside the system
Aiming for liberty and peace using passive resistance
They took on a larger battle challenging all the rights and wrongs
The state, sexism, war, religion. Love and hope spread from their
Punk is dead - now refuse to be led
Fight wars - not wars - oppose all power they said
They questioned institutions, reputations, the class systems
Destroying power not people, but also rejecting revolution
They never set out to profit from another
The music took a backseat so the message got louder
Unity, respect donít contaminate our earth
Is what was screamed at leaders in asylum, morals, values, whatís
Those who couldnít take it tried to stop them with violence
They refused to play their game, and watched the political minds
Attempts failed feebly to create divisions in the movement
For it was real, unmarketable, not the bullshit we were used to
Yes we still have their fucked system, regulations, laws and threats
Whose fault is that? Not theirs! They're still doing their bit,
People donít climb on the pedestal; they are pushed there
Questions developing leadership
When you know whatís being said is right, why do you need proof?
For fuck sake- why canít you understand what they are saying?
The shit we get, the shit we get
Custom Rock - The Ungovernable Force
There must be a better way; there must be another
There must be a clever way (but donít give the game away)
There must be another way; there must be a better way
There must be a quicker way
Twenty-one, good looking from New York
Custom built to make big business talk (it makes the women talk)
Next new product from their factory of life (lies) the shooting
of a star that could never, not ever, survive
Custom rock it sounds like a sex aid, just as cheap and twice as
A carefully planned deception, another cash in on reality
Rebellion from the NME, costs 50p, the positive direction
NMA build bombs for EMI and support apartheidís foundations
"To spread the message further" and get across to a wider spectrum
That we need no nukes or fascists, we should unite and then take
Well I'm sorry, as we canít take seriously your whining groans of
You made your world now live in it; to us you're standing joke
1986, The Battle Continues - The
In the start all that seemed feasible was to question
the house that state built, its policies, and its governing force, joined
by others in unison rejecting state oppression and the way they abuse
our earth and its inhabitants. A movement developed, anti-political and
with no leaders, systems or rules, using natural, humane feelings to effect
change instead of safe party manifestos. They label us anarchists. They
brushed aside our pleas for peace and continued manufacturing their sick
insane empire. We increased the pressure on them, demonstrated and screamed
at its foundations.
We only want what is rightfully ours, but they won't give it up.
We asked for change and peace, they declared war: Sank Greenpeace, smashed
events and demos, recaimed Stonehenge, our scrap of freedom, started killing
the community, imprisoned all who questioned, and announced the police
state. The time had come to stop screaming at their foundations and start
kicking them: from protest to resistance. "One way or another we will drive
our vital message home, that is we won't let you destroy our world, we have
the strength, will organize, and........."
The Ungovernable Force
- The Ungovernable Force
Fuck off you fuck your violent threats your attempts
to control the nation
Fuck off you fucked up facist cunt, understand the situation
Back off you slimy worthless prick, you ain't got a clue what you
Eat bricks you het up bastard shits, scabs; youíll get what you
Who the fuck do you think you're pushing, "stay in place or get
I would think again to save your skin, because if you come too close
you'll fucking regret it
You whine on all the hell you like, repeat your warnings of plastic
The gas, the batons, the water cannon -the more you oppress the
more we will resist
Riots, there ain't been a riot, but oneís knocking at your door
You have seen nothing yet but household pets but you'll soon feel
the lionís claws
Proclaiming laws last victory, of containing rebel shower
When the time is right you'll get the fight that will totally test
Inciting, provoking trouble that you know can easily be beaten
To maintain the image that we need you, so thus re-confirm your
You might trick some you scheming scum, but you'll never get our
You can batter, beat us, even imprison us, yet still you will never
ever never defeat us
Reclaim the streets, reclaim the towns, reclaim the nation
What revolution? This revolution, we all wanted a peaceful solution
But this institution, that institution, smashed all hope of getting
through to them
Confrontations, escalating violations of the law
Repercussions of the mass destruction which in the end is sure
To mean them pumping out the bullets, their protection from the
We will win because we have to; we ain't got nothing to loose no
And what they lose they undoubtedly will forfeit forever
"Theyíve got the guns, but weíve got the numbers"
They Said That....... - The Ungovernable Force
Laws are made to be obeyed and thatís the way the
The country stands with troops at hand who provide protection for
At school you're taught to play the fool, the path is set, followed
Employment gained the nationís safe, itís all for one and none for
Itís time we dismissed all their lies that keep us in position
Their demanding obligations
Their deliberate segregation
Their world of degradation
The mass negotiations in their pointless pleas for sanctions
Class conditioning starts from very young
If you are rich or you are fortunate you get trained and treated
And if you're not itís just tough shit
The elite are brainwashed into believing that they are respected
and highly valued
Rewarded with a higher salary bribed with that extra special interest
Destined to end up playing an important state role, or even protect
and serve authority itself
Laws are made to be obeyed and thatís the way the system stays
The country stands with troops at hand who provide protection for
Schools are used to preach the rule; the path is wrecked, destroyed
Employment gained? The countryís safe? Now one for all, and all
Force or Service - The Ungovernable Force
A quiet sunny day, the scene is suburban
Not much going off, in fact itís a boring one
Ready and waiting in Bristol fashion
For my radio to bleep and I will jump into action
PC Caringís off duty for a while
A right prat he is, always helpful and a smile
Nineteen, well hard, DMís and truncheon
Headcase Ďere and I've got some lunch
ĎHeadcaseí fuck me there goes me radio
It must be a riot if they're calling for backup
I'm at the scene Sarge, whatís going down?
There's a darkie in defiance, get that nigger off me, kill Ďim
Donít do it in the open, kick his teeth in later
I thought Iíd taught you police operations
Take him away out the eyes of the media
Then kill the bastard kill Ďim
Make sure you donít bruise him
Oh, doesnít matter you wonít see the bruises anyway
He's in the van, pile in everyone, címon, címon
Thatís it lads
Ha, ha, ha, I love it, let me have him
Let me kill him, yeah, nice one lads
Now if you wanna get overtime, you better take my advice
Promotion or demotion? Just never step out of line
You want to make sure? Sure we can discuss a price
But keep it shut, keep the image nice
We nick the unemployed, for they are just lazy
Scrounging off us taxpayers, it must be crazy
Join the force and give a helping hand
Because the rules of the force are the laws of the land
The CND are communists, weíre sick of petty pacifists,
Greenham dykes, Trotskyites, Greenpeace and the rest of it
Rioters, muggers, looters, shooters, niggers are the cause of it
Repatriation for the nation, the simple way to deal with shit
Rastas, punks, mods and hippies, students, queers and dirty pakis
Demanding more than nothing less, but never want to work for it
Miners, printers, paddies, pickets, giviní it all the demo bit
Weíll smash them back with our attack, because weíre the guys to
deal with it
You're here to serve? Protect the nation?
Stop all the foreignersí illegal immigration
You help old ladies across the road
Even if she has got a face like a toad
You re-assure, protect the rich from the poor
To hell with muggings, rapists and the whores
Maintain law and order, keep the public at large
The police is your professionÖ thatís right, eh Sarge?
The Arrest - The Ungovernable Force
If you take part in direct action or the police
donít like the look of you; you are likely to get arrested
Hereís some things to and not to do
You donít have to say anything, nothing, but it is advisable (but
still your choice) to give your name, address and date of birth, and then
say nothing else
If you donít give them this you'll find they will only hold you for
While they establish your identity, but if you have been previously
Then donít give your date of birth, for you are on their computers
in birth order
Then you are not obliged to answer any further questions at all
Most people that are caught are sussed out by their own evidence
The police are cunning but thick, donít hand it to them on a plate
You donít have to give your fingerprints, make them apply for a warrant
This sometimes is refused - especially if the evidence is flimsy
Never let them take your photograph this is only compulsory after
You have received a prison sentence, so donít let them tell you different
You can demand suitable food; you might not get it "keep on asking"
You are entitled to make phone calls but the bastards wonít let you
Remember the arresting officerís number, or any scum that treat you
Make a legal complaint afterwards. Look bored - but stay polite
When they question say "no comment", donít admit to any weakness
They are bastards trained by bastards
To protect, detect, and prevent, us and our like from questioning
Let alone, threaten the power that they cherish
Whatever you go through in a police cell is nothing compared to the
suffering inflicted by Governments
The state destroys, tortures and murders, we must stop them, using
force if necessary
Remember that and good luck
The Day Before - The Ungovernable Force
So what if we manage to stop cruise cruising in,
will it make any fucking difference?
To the inevitable countdown to world war three, the power mongerís decision
Will it be our lifelong stance, or our only chance, to prevent our worldís
Will it be?
You fucked old Yankee crony git
You screwed up bastard commie shit
You evil hag with blood stained hands
Fuck you, fucking hang...
Fuck it, I just canít see any point in singing yet another wanky war
song... the accepted target... canít see no point in mouthing off about
atomic power... they know the risk involved, but still freely fuck with
our lives... you know what they're doing yet still you let them... you think
it will never happen... push it to the corner of them mind and forget it...
for itís so much more comforting to Ďrelaxí and donít do it...
Alternative to this, the masses join the CND
And fly itís helpless protest banner on demos
Listen to the whining wanky labour party
And wait for them to annihilate the fucking lot of us
Pathetic! You fucking bunch of jokers
When you hear the four-minute warning "Itís too fucking late "
See your family and friends perish - the eyes melting - the skin shrivelling
- blood boiling - bomb, death, listen, now
Thereís one minute left in the game to play
Since that day in forty-five we have never had a say
Was it a solution to combat the right?
Or just to stay ahead and never done fight
Thatcherís plaything in the name Manhattan
Another Hiroshima for her to flatten
The protest signs they are spread across the earth
But will our protests pay their worth?
This Is The A.L.F. - The Ungovernable Force
What does Direct Action Mean?
It means that you are no longer prepared to sit back and allow terrible,
cruel things to happen.
The camerman in Ethiopia took direct action, he filmed the worst disaster
that has ever happened to human beings.
He realised it was too enormous a problem to handle himself - so he took
the films home in the hope other people would help.
Are you prepared to sit back any longer?
Direct action in animal rights means causing economic damage to those
who abuse and make profits from exploitation.
It's possible to do things alone, slash tyres, glue up locks, butchers,
burger bars, the furriers, smash windows, bankrupt the lot. Throw paint
shops and houses. Paint stripper works great on cars. Chewing gum sticks
well to fur coats. A seized engine just won't start, sand in the petrol
means that delivery's going nowhere. When the new death shop opens up
sure you're the first person to be there. If the circus comes to town
remember what goes up must come down. Stop contributing to the abuse
yourself - don't eat meat, don't buy leather. Buy non-animal tested make
herbal soap and shampoo's better.
Try and form a group of people that you know that you can trust and plan
ambitious direct action, sometimes risky but a must. Only when you have
animal liberation will we obtain human freedom, when the last vivisectionist's
blade is snapped. It will be that one step nearer to peace. Direct action
in the animal movement is sussed and strong, and our final goal is not far
Animal lovers, vandals, hooligans, cranks; recognise the labels? They
don't care about human beings. We say all sentient beings, animal or
have the right to live, free from pain, torture and suffering. They say
because we are human and speak the same, we matter more. Is our pain
suffering any greater or lesser than that of animals? Human v. animal
is as much a prejudice as black v. white or the nazis versus the jews
affront to our freedom.
Vivisection is a violation of human beings, the same as it is for animals.
We have a chemical world built on a pile of drugs to thanks for their
experiments. Drugs are designed for profit, manufactured to suppress
symptoms. Human freedom, animal rights. It's one struggle, one fight.
When animal abuse is stopped then human abuse will soon stop also, an
attitude of mind. "An eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind".
Start by protecting the weak, the defenceless, animals, the sick, the
disabled. Compassion and emotion are our most important safety values.
If we lose them, then 'we lose' the vitality of life itself.
Emotional? Hooligans? Cranks?....
To Be Continued... - The Ungovernable Force
Do I stand alone again in my endless search for
Challenging their might, defeated? Falling helplessly away
Crawling from the wreckage, their destiny is my future?
I feel the coldness as I step out into their darkness
So I stand alone the same in my hopeless chase for freedom
Clawing, I call, I call out, but again, I'm never answered
You stand there in your lonely world, in your careless search for freedom
While we struggle on, you turn hopelessly away
Destroyed and recreated, our destiny is the future
Now I feel the warmth, as the eclipse is forced away
© Punk Rock Lyrics 2003