1. |
Thrown Out
03:07
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Free speech does not equate hate, ignorance is not bliss. Won't get killed cos you're straight, bullied to suicide, thrown out on the streets
Always there back in the day, beaten for you love. Unhealthy urge to castrate, bullied to suicide, thrown out on the streets
Free speech doe not equate hate (thrown out), ignorance is not bliss (thown out)
Free speech does not equate hate, ignorance is not bliss. Won't get killed cos you're straight, bullied to suicide, thrown out on the streets.
Free speech does not equate hate (thrown out), ignorance is not bliss (thown out)
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2. |
Man Up
02:24
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Hard man
No control
Suppression takes its toll
(Man up, Man down)
A hegemonic playground
Rage engulfs you
Communicate with violence
Turn to drink, unleash moods with fists
True to macho
Aggression defines you
Through the red smoke
No will to exist
(Man up, Man down)
Hegemonic playground
Tough guy
Dubbed weak
A child a father beat
Conform
No help sought
You battle toxic thoughts
Rage engulfs you
Communicate with violence
Turn to drink, unleash moods with fists
True to macho
Aggression defines you
Through the red smoke
No will to exist
(Man up, Man down)
Hegemonic playground
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3. |
Ghost Skin
03:48
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Serve and protect, watch your step
Got civil rights, dressed in white
The cops and the klan, are out in force
You score 3 K’s, a Trojan Horse
No, no, no mercy
No mercy, no release
Protect and serve, in a hood
Fine white knights, thin blue lines
Uphold the law, with brutal force
You’re a Ghost Skin, a Trojan Horse
No, no, no mercy
No mercy, no release
Lie down with dogs, wake up with fleas
(Serve and Protect)
Lie down with dogs, wake up with fleas
(Watch your step)
No mercy, no release
Lie down with dogs, wake up with fleas
(Serve and Protect)
Lie down with dogs, wake up with fleas
(Watch your step)
Wake up, wake up, wake up with fleas
Wake, wake, wake up
You’ll wake up with fleas
No mercy, no release
Lie down with dogs, wake up with fleas
(Serve and Protect)
Lie down with dogs, wake up with fleas
(Watch your step)
No mercy, no release
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4. |
Broken Britain
04:00
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What, democracy, do we live in?
When voting for a broken Britain
What, future, do we face?
When voices can be swayed by hate
Don’t think they’ll ever change
Funded by the upper classes
Only way to make a wave, is to riot in our masses
Resist, organise, revolt
(Welcome to a broken Britain)
Reject, liberate, exalt
(Welcome to a broken Britain)
How, complicit can you get?
With a vote to kill the NHS
How, many lies are unseen?
Do as were told, what to believe
Don’t think they’ll ever change
Funded by the upper classes
Only way to make a wave is to riot in our masses
Resist, organise, revolt
(Welcome to a broken Britain)
Reject, liberate, exalt
(Welcome to a broken Britain)
What? Future, do we face?
When we’re swayed by hate
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5. |
Matador
03:25
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I lose my sight
With every lie
My body becomes weak
I’m stunned unable to fight
Held captive in your pen
And like a lance to my neck
And a matador to a bull
I fall for the red flags again
These spurs are digging
Into my skin
My blood is pouring
Into the ground
The heat is burning
I’ve lost my mind
Light is upon me
You’ve won this time
Immobilised
Blindfold tied tight
Lie lifeless and numb
Tears roll down from my eyes
Held captive in your pen
And like a lance to my neck
And a matador to a bull
I fall for the red flags again
These spurs are digging
Into my skin
My blood is pouring
Into the ground
The heat is burning
I’ve lost my mind
Light is upon me
You’ve won this round
Held captive in your pen
And like a lance to my neck
And a matador to a bull
I fall for the red flags again
Spurs are digging
My blood is pouring
The heat is burning
Light is upon me
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6. |
Toxic by Design
01:50
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Man-made, man destroys
Heading for the void
Can we change, change our fate
Is it to fucking late?
Ice melts, coal sells
Forests burn in hell
Landfill waste, wastes of life
We are toxic by design
Who’s gunna save us?
Save us from ourselves
Man-made, man destroys
Heading for the void
Can we change, change our fate
Or is it to fucking late
Oil spills, blood spilled
Rarest species killed
Arms race, kids displaced
Society fuelled by hate
Who’s gunna save us?
Save us from ourselves
A species driven by being told what is a necessity, to the degradation of mother earth, that leaves us drowning in self-pity.
We listen to corporations and industries, lining their pockets with greed, funding oil fuelled wars and cutting down our trees.
We, the human race, destructive by nature, when everything burns to the ground, who will be the ones that save us.
Man-made, man destroys
Who’s gunna save us?
Save us from ourselves
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7. |
Eat the Rich
01:59
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Grooming the youth for your bloodshed
Numbing their minds with TV
Brain wash them through the media
Count your coins whilst they slave all day
We are the class that you fear
We are the proles that see through
Why don’t we eat, why don’t we eat them
Why don’t we eat, eat the fucking bourgeoisie
Starve, or we will just starve
I’ve got no chains, you can’t enslave me
Why don’t we eat, why don’t we eat them
Why don’t we eat, eat the fucking bourgeoisie
Starve, or we will just starve
I’ve got no chains, you can’t enslave me
Eat them, eat them, eat them
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8. |
Vendetta
03:18
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Whilst we undo the work that has been done, women from afar arising with a gun, liberating sisters, slavery and war, we are stepping back further than before.
A bullet for every sister whose rights that have been stripped, (have been stripped) every drop of blood frees them from their grips (from their grips)
Women marginalised by evil regimes, we just sit back bow to the powers at be, a feminist revolution seed grows, they’ve seized their chance, we will reap what we sow.
A bullet for every sister whose rights that have been stripped (Have been stripped), every drop of blood frees them from their grips (from their grips)
She awaits in the shadows, with him in her sights, she pulls on the trigger, with no fear in her eyes
He falls into the bloodied sand (bloodied sand), with his life flashing past, women tortured, by his own hand
Whilst we undo the work that has been done, women from afar arising with a gun, liberating sisters, slavery and war, we are stepping back further than before.
A bullet for every sister whose rights that have been stripped, (have been stripped) every drop of blood frees them from their grips (from their grips)
She awaits in the shadows, with him in her sights, she pulls on the trigger with no fear in her eyes
He falls into the bloodied sand (bloodied sand), with his life flashing past, women tortured, by his own hand
Whilst we undo the work that has been done, women from afar arising with a gun, liberating sisters, slavery and war, we are stepping back further than before.
A bullet for every sister whose rights that have been stripped (have been stripped), every drop of blood frees them from their grips (from their grips)
She awaits in the shadows, with him in her sights, she pulls on the trigger with, no fear in her eyes
He falls into the bloodied sand (bloodied sand), with his life flashing past, women tortured, by his own hand
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9. |
Step Back
03:52
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Fuck your archaic laws and bans
Can’t see the wood for the trees
Awash with blood from your hands
Step back and listen, take fucking heed
The path you choose is yours to take, no one can hold you back
Your body, your mind, your life, is yours nobody can take that
The path I choose is mine to take, no one can hold me back
My body, my mind, my life, is mine, nobody can take that
Take your religious politics
Keep the fuck away from me
Bigoted, far-right misogynist
Step back and listen, get on your fucking knees
The path you choose is yours to take, no one can hold you back
Your body, your mind, your life, is yours nobody can take that
The path I choose is mine to take, no one can hold me back
My body, my mind, my life, is mine, nobody can take that (nobody can take that)
Baron, spinster, up to no good
Qualities based on motherhood
Take your religious politics
Keep them the fuck away from me
It’s my life, my mind and my fucking body
Take your religious politics
Keep the fuck away from me
The path you choose is yours to take, no one can hold you back
Your body, your mind, your life, is yours nobody can take that
The path I choose is mine to take, no one can hold me back
My body, my mind, my life, is mine, nobody can take that
(nobody can take that)
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10. |
All the While
07:04
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Are you watching this chaos unfolding?
Slow or no reaction from this government
All the while, people die
Are you listening, to lies and contradiction?
Their bad decisions cause, mass confusion
All the while, they lie
Do you trust, your government, more than you, trust yourself?
While your observing death and devastation
They choose the economy, over our mortality
All the while, thousands die
Do you trust, your government, more than you, trust yourself?
Blood on their hands, blood, blood, blood, blood on their hands
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BURNING FLAG Halifax, UK
Spewed forth from the blackened mill towns of Northern England, Burning Flag are a venomous twisted sludge of scathing Punk
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Holly Searle / Vocals
Jonesy: Guitar / Backing Vocals
Mark Midgley: Bass
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