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Contaminate the World
02:41
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Infected in my early years from home tapes I recorded
and theres no cure
young and angry teenage brat confused and non conformist
and theres no cure
the music grabbed me by the throat and gave me what I wanted
and theres no cure
a pathway from this dead end town and im still fuckin on it
no antidote
the sickness pulsing through my veins - contaminate the world
infected with the punk rock strain - contaminate the world
the viral outbreak spreads world wide - contaminate the world
infected angry & amplified - Contaminate
packed a bag laced up my boots and headed for the border
and theres no cure
met a load punks and freaks against the new world order
and theres no cure
squatted with the deviants the rejects and the artists
and theres no cure
freedom of expression for the outcasts and discarded
no antidote
The music that we make reflects youth culture and our anger
and theres still no cure
contaminate communicate we all fly the same banner
and theres still no cure
high viral load in Bandung, Burma, Nepal and Morocco
and theres still no cure
share the sickness spread the virus become an agitator
no antidote
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2. |
Turned It All to Shit
02:34
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That's it I quit - So fuckin sick of it
I don't wanna deal with you any longer
You turned it all to shit
Next time You're mine - Don't even fuckin try
I've had enough of your excuses
Sick of your filthy lies
Enough said Shit fed - Don't act you missed the boat now
Enough said Shit fed - It's time for you to go
Enough said Shit fed - You better hit the road now
Enough said
No more Eye sore - No knockin on my door
You had it comin for a while now
About time you knew the score
It's done You're gone - This lasted way too long
You had your chance and blew it big time
It's time to carry on
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3. |
Independentzia
03:35
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if you think torture and killing only happens far away then let me open up your eyes and point to Basque Country
where for centuries its people have been living in fear where striving for freedom is a crime so fuckin dear
its an ongoing struggle for a free democracy a call to end all oppression of the Basque parties
who have been banned from elections though in the majority we all know Franco´s dead but his regime can still be seen
independentzia, independentzia, independentzia
freedom for Euskal Herria
brothers and sisters imprisoned a thousand miles away just so their families have to travel to a remote part of Spain
their youth forever lost for their wholehearted belief and what should be their human right of life lived totally free
when ETA put down their arms and tried to negotiate time and time again the Spanish government´s too afraid to face
the fact the only solutions is to set them free it´s about respecting the people of the Basque Country
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4. |
Drone Attack
02:23
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were told intelligence surveillance and reconnaissance
eradicate the free world from this pestilence
lethal fire power that don’t discriminate
devoid of empathy made to eliminate
its a Drone attack - attack
its a Drone attack - attack
silent super hero come to save the day
look up in the sky - its a bird - its a plane
its a UAV drone here to kill and maim
from Call of Duty black ops to the CIA
Im a joystick assassin for the USA
airbourne executions cloaked in secrecy
back to basic training with my xbox and tv
not just in the realms of the military
there’ll be spy plane on our cities eventually
Be careful what you get up to at your back yard BBQ
before a swat team abseils down the walls on you
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5. |
Uganda Calling
04:29
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Human rights violation Uganda’s own sensational tabloid called the Rolling Stone
It makes The Daily Mail read like The Guardian, homophobic hate is back in style again
assuming role of “Dr Joseph Goebbels” Muhame’s witch hunt has now gone global
mutual neglect by police as violent assaults on LGBT increase
This Blood don’t wash - Cold Blooded Murder
Publishing photos on the front page inciting the public to act out their rage
Media mob rule is what it condoned making the streets of Kampala a no go zone
Not reporting homosexuals a punishable crime echoing Germany 1939
It lowers the bench mark on the global stage of human rights in this day and age
David Bahati writes the kill the gays bill social pariahs to imprison and kill
Kadaga’s xmas gift blessed by the Pope sending complicit hatred down a slippery slope
Us evangelists fanning the flames using the religious veil to justify blame
one man made a stand against the odds, a fearless voice despite the baying mob
on the 26th of January 2011
just 3 weeks after the court injunction against the Ugandan Rolling Stone
witnesses spotted 3 men in a vehicle parked outside of his home
what was to transpire was the brutal bludgeoning to death of David Kato with a hammer
they smashed his skull in with a fuckin hammer - You murdering fucking bastards
Bahati, Kadaga, Muhame, Lively, Coen your conscience is stained with fucking blood
David Kato - Murder
David Kato - Murder
David Kato - Murder
David Kato - Murder
Ugandan speaking translates to:
“Gay people are Ugandans too and Ugandan people are the Government, so the government must respect us” “Gays are people too!”
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6. |
Risky Business
02:37
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Juice in the motor Mattress in the back The sun is shining bright we got an empty road ahead Away from Hackney Away from home Make sure we got our passports cos it's time to hit the road
A walking A to Z he's been everywhere before - ya wiv me Comparing diesel prices Risky knows the score - ya wiv me Has easily covered a billion miles or more - ya wiv me The master of the Motorways the master of the DIY tour
So fetch the backline we don't muck about And roll down those windows we got punkrock playin loud Last pint of Magners last beans on toast Spend my last pound coins when we're gettin to the coast
M2 to Dover the ferry to Calais Get through fucking customs then we're really on our way
No doubt we'll get there wherever we may play Cos Risky's never let us down he always saves the day
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7. |
On Your Own
03:16
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Through fucked up miscommunication
To pointless arguments and fights
Post party hangover or comedown
Sleep deprivation feeling shite
Back stabbing nasty little rumours
So fuckin far from the facts
Not thinkin what you will achieve with it
Just mouthing off no turning back
You betray your best mates and you just carry on
Thinkin there's plenty more left where that came from
But you can't hide it your true face has shown
The table has turned you're on your own
We all fuck up nobody's perfect
we're only human make mistakes
But to admit this and apologise
Takes way more courage than to hate
But you just take your mates for granted
It's easy come and easy go
You think you'll get away with murder
But the time has come you're on yer own
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8. |
Clone Town
02:07
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I awoke from a horrible dream
didnt know who i was - or where id been
Its like a bleak scene from the twighlight zone
plastic corporate shops with nothing home grown
Its carbon copy high street - Nothing’s locally owned
this towns been assimilated into a fucking clone
Its the global corporations economic wet dream
blind consumer loyalty is hard to believe
vote with your feet and withhold your pocket book
take back all the business that the corporate giants took!
Take back - Your high street - fuck Tescos
Take back- Let the greedy chain stores be exposed
Take back - Independent economy
The public held to ransom by the chain store crooks
choke out local business out while sinking in their hooks
block the corporate take - over make their profits drop
We need more “All Ages” - independent shops!
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9. |
Mia
03:17
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On a warm summer night in July Hangin out at the bar You left the Comet to visit a friend She was the last friend you ever saw
Less than two hours later you were found Semi naked and scarred Ankles crossed and arms spread wide Facing up to the stars
I thought about it hell about a million times Its been 20 years now since that day he took your life the sound of your voice still takes me by surprise Thats what keeps you breathing thats whats keeping you alive
Beaten within an inch of your life Bleedings inside your chest Violated and brutally raped Bite marks on your breasts
On a dark and deserted street Is where he left you for dead Strangled with your Gits hoody cord Still twisted around your neck
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10. |
Bullycide
03:43
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It’s the chapter in the book where you enter hell
It’s the ticking of the clock before the classroom bell
An eternity’s felt between September and July
No one ever sees what your feeling inside
Your self esteem’s an internal time bomb primed
But the power of detonation lies within your mind
Because it will get better - it will
The bravado playground domain of the sheep
Projecting their ego on those perceived weak
Flanked by their cronies, never on their own
Relish the humiliation theyve sown
A life cut short, social cyanide, you all stood silent - Bullycide
Social networks stalk you at home
Tormented by updates on your smart phone
Its a very fine line between laughter and hate
What starts out as banter soon escalates
Psychological impact with no blood spilt
Those who stay silent complicit in guilt
Its only a laugh we dont share the same view
This time they’ve bit off more that they can chew
Shoulder to shoulder side by side we’re gonna make these cowards run and hide
Expose their bravado call their shit let them fuckin know we had enough of it
Now I aint gonna take your shit no more
Now I Underdogs unite were gonna even the score
Now I gonna pick my self back up off the floor
Now I Underdogs unite were gonna even the score
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11. |
Sheep
04:05
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Why everytime when we open our mouths and we're makin a stand
against the decisions made by this right wing corrupt government
How they're ignoring the poor and their wars they want us to support
The first thing you say is if you want change you should go out and vote
Sign up Queue up
if you believe in that crap and you blend into their system telling me to shut up
Sign up Queue up
if you believe in that crap and let them trample on you while they are breakin your back
You see this mindset of yours is exactly what they like to see
These politicians do really believe they're above you and me
So every four years you just tick the box of your favourite MP
And you just hope that they really stand by what they said on TV
They play you like a puppet on a string make you believe there’s no way out
Ticking a box wont change a thing you really think your vote will count
Just take a closer look at who is actually running the show
Their policies always help out the fat cats with plenty of dough
Thats how they hold on to power it fuels their election campaign
If ‘we're all in this together’ then why aint the bank bonus changed?
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12. |
Painter Man*
02:53
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The Restarts London, UK
The Restarts are a UK based punk band! Formed 1995 in East London, they play thrash punk, infused with elements of ska and old school punk. The Restarts have been hammering their way through the squats of Europe and venues across North America for over two decades, earning themselves a global following of punk enthusiasts. ... more
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