NMA

Christian Militia

Smalltown England

Vengeance

Spirit Of The Falklands

No Man's Land

My Country

51st State

I Love the World


Christian Militia

There's a witch hunt coming
Screaming out on it's rebirth
There's a crusade coming
Hellfires back here on earth
See the light in their eyes shine
Listen to their words like swords
The Christian militia is marhing now

There's a witch hunt coming
Born from all thos American fears
There's a new purge coming
An inquisition for all of us here
Hold onto your sanity as best you can
While some Hitler claims to speak for the Son of Man
The Christian militia is marching now

Hatred makes the adrenealin flow
Stir up the fire watch it grow
Everybody loves a riteous cause
Old lives forgotten in holy wars
Everything forgotten in holy wars

There's a nightmare coming
Shut up your dorrs close your mind
There's a nightmare coming
Born again, born again blind
The girls show the way, then show their legs
With American showbiz razmatazz
With sex in one hand and a gun in the other
Christ returns

The right-wing respectable clampdown clan
Find their figure head in a holy man
Here come the Christians an hysterical mob
Worshipping the Devil in the name of God
Worshipping the Devil in the name of God

Smalltown England

Turn left at the lights about 50 yards down
There's a pub in the corner and I'll meet you inside
At a quarter to eight and we'll go into town
And find out what everybody's been saying
About us

Smalltown walss have eyes and ears
Stories fly thick and fast around here
Truth and lies are all the same
Whatever you do don't rock the boat
You've got to play the game, play the game

ch: Is it a crime to want something else
Is it a crime to believe in something different
Is it a crime to want to make things happen
The spit in the faces of the cynical fools

The incrowd know that the shell is thin
They all protect the cage they're in
Get drunk and stoned and wrecked again
No tears of rage, no cries of pain
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
In smalltown England

The world outside the pint in hand
Is all so hard to understand
And if visions of the world come clear
They're not allowed to interfere

ch: Is it a crime to want something else
Is it a crime to believe in something different
Is it a crime to want to make things happen
The spit in the faces of the cynical fools

The smell of hot food from the takeaway curry
Diesel fumes from a passing lorry
Waiting in the queue in the pouring rain
For the chip shop up on Bowling Land
Well last week wew all got really smashed
We couldn't stand up, it was a real laugh
And this week's going to the just the same
And the next and the next, again and again
They say you've got to have fun while you're young
'Cos they can't believe there's anything else except this

Vengeance

Escaped the net in '45
Hiding out in South America
Protected by money and powerful firends
Hoping the world has forgotten by now
All the things that you did in the Nazi Death camps
The thousands you tortured and killed
You can live you life in expectant fear
Until the day when you're made to pay

ch: I believe in justice
I believe in vengence
I believe in getting the bastard
Getting the bastard, getting the bastard

Man walks over dressed in flashy clothes
With an empty heart and a head full of money
Puts his arm around the lad of fifteen years
Talks sort of close, like a long-lost brother
"It's really cool, all the pop stars do
If you don't try I'll do, I'll make the first one free
And when you want some more just come back to me"

ch: I believe in justice
I believe in vengence
I believe in getting the bastard
Getting the bastard, getting the bastard

Top-dog facist get the boys in the corner
Plants poison where there was just confusion
Walks away scot-free and laughing
Rides on the tide as the cancer grows
And the business man on corruption charges
With millions of dollars in dirty money
Gets a thousand pound fine after months in court
While the lawyers get fat and the law gets bought

ch: I believe in justice
I believe in vengence
I believe in getting the bastard
Getting the bastard, getting the bastard

Spirit Of The Falklands

The natives are restless tonight, sir
Cooped up on estates with no hope in sight
They need some kind of distraction
We can give them that
And they'd kill if they only had something to kill for
They'd die if they only had something to die for
They'd cheer if they only had something to cheer for
We can give them that
So it's off to war we go (I couldn't believe it)
Bring out all the flags (I never believed it)
Fight the good fight

Sir, it's working like a dream
Half the nation are hooked on the bait
Waiting for the next victorious instalment
We can give them that
'Cos it's no suprise that young men are heroes
It's no suprise that young men are strong
It's no suprise that young men are foolish
We've known that all along
Exciting pictures on News at Ten (I couldn't believe it)
Read all the crap on all the front pages (I never believed it)
Fight the good fight

ch: Dead men in the south atlantic
It's meant to warm our hearts
They think that they died for you and me
Oh God, what a farce, what a farce

And now it's the repeats
Plugging the Falklands and the Falklands spirit
Show the pictures again and again
'Till the next war comes around
'Cos we'll kill if we only have something to kill for
We'll die if we only have something to die for
We'll cheer if we only have something to cheer for
That's worthy of the name
Oh yes the next war (I never believed it)
See the propaganda in TV fiction (I never believed it)
Enemies with horns and tails

ch: Dead men in the south atlantic
It's meant to warm our hearts
They think that they died for you and me
Oh God, what a farce
There's crippled men back home in England
Doesn't it warm your hearts
They think they fought for peace and freedom
Poor boys, what a farce, what a farce

No Man's Land

You say that you'd rather be really poor
Than scratching, saving, scrimping all the pennies
Looking in the windows at what you can't afford
Always hungry, never starving

ch: In no man's land the days are long

You say that you'd rather be really ill
Than just having headaches, never have no energy
All the little allergies and all the little pains
Never getting better, never getting worse

ch: In no man's land the days are long

You say that you'd rather have no love at all
Than pathetic little words, half-hearted kisses
Never feeling anything, anything at all
Never no fire, never no passion

ch: In no man's land the days are long

Do you believe you can come out
Fighting from you shellhole
Or do you run for cover every time
You hear a shot is fired in anger

My Country

Tell all the people who believe what they read in the press
tell all the folk who stare from behind suburban walls
the enemy is not some nation far across the sea
the enemy is with us every single breathing day.

So yes, I will fight for my country
the land that I love so well
yes, for justice,
a land fit for all our futures.

Yes, I will fight for my country
the land that I love so well
hear the voices
of our history echo all around.

Fight all the ones who divide us rich against poor
fight all the ones who divide us white against black
fight all the powers who want their missiles in our earth
fight all the people who would lead us into war.

And yes, I will fight for my country...

No rights were ever given to us by the grace of god
no rights were ever given by some United Nations clause
no rights were ever given by some nice guy at the top
our rights - they were bought by all the blood
and all the tears of all our
grandmothers, grandfathers before.

For all the folk who gave their lives for us
for all the folk who spit out "never say die"
for all the fires burning on our highest hills
for all the people spinning tales tonight

Fight all the powers who abuse our common laws
fight all the powers who think they only owe themselves.

And yes, I will fight for my country...

51st State

Look out of your windows, watch the skies
Read all the instructions, with bright blue eyes
We're W.A.S.Ps, proud American sons
We know how to clean our teeth
and how to strip down a gun
We're the 51st state of America

Our star-spangled Union Jack flutters so proud
Over the dancing heads of the merry patriotic crowd
Tip your hat to the Yankee conqueror
We're got no reds under the bed
With guns under our pillows
We're the 51st state of America

Here in the loud of opportunity
Watch its revel in our liberty
You can say what you like
But it doesn't change anything
'Cos the the corridors of power
Are an ocean away...
We're the 51st state of America

I Love the World

The roll of distant thunder breaks
The afternoon of silence wakes
They hurry through from Petergate
As if they know this dance
In fury blind I drive at night
Across the moors, the open roads
Beneath the freezing starry skies
Racing in some trance
These cities are illusions of
Some triumph over Nature's laws
We've seen the iron carcass rust
And buildings topple into dust
And as the waters rise it seems
We cling to all the rootless things
The Christian lies, technology
While spirits scream and sing...
Oh God I love the world

Well I never said I was a clever man
But I know enough to understand
That the endless leaps and forward plans
Will someday have to cease
You blind yourselves with comfort lies
Like lightning never strikes you twice
And we laugh at your amazed surprise
As the Ark begins to sink

This temple that is built so well
To seperate us from ourselves
Is a power grown beyond control
A will without a face
And watching from outside I wish
That I could wash my hands of this
But we are locked together here
This bittersweet embrace...
Oh God I love the world
And if one day the final fire
Explodes across the whitened sky

I know you've said you'd rather die
And make it over fast
With courage from your bravest friends
Waiting outside for the end
With no bitterness but an innocence
That I can't seem to grasp
I know somehow I will survive
This fury just to stay alive
So drunk with pickness weak with pain
I can walk the hills one last time
Scarred and smiling, dying slow
I'll scream to no one left at all
I told you so I told you so I told you so...
Oh God I love the world