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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
You suffer
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from Napalm Death 13집 - Time Waits For No Slave (2009)
You don't need space to focus
There is no cause to dream Compulsive gatherer leans over drifters And the lame to get right to the prize Stampede at expectation's peak Blow to blow Job to job Work to rule, lauded one Work to rule with derision You don't need space to focus; There is no cause to dream Run a mile Dialled in Work to rule, pre-emptive Work to rule, primitives In determinate are the hours Or minutes to happily take stock At the point when you return to the earth Precious little left to objectify and shun Will you wish you'd broken ranks? Or was 'living' still a drawback? Indeterminate- Your achievements just egocentric figments? To settle down and be tranquil The preserve of the idle (! ) Obsessive go-getter means to surpass Every pleasure and dumb time-waster Stampede at expectation's peak Take up slack Break your back Work to rule on the rack Work to rule... and collapse |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Before my eyes I see a wall,
12, 000 miles high, And the same amount wide. Within that wall are faces Of people To whom I once could relate. Now communicating seems hard, When there's an ego barrier to break through. Opinions of self opinion Cloud a new horizon, The vision a mere illusion. Biased in conclusion, Trapped in seclusion, To the outside - exclusion. When an attitude is so biased, What can you expect to change? Banging your head, But the wall's not moving, It's enclosing. Burning so much energy Enthusiasm burning Is change the 'real' obsession? Or with a sense of pretention, Do you merely stive for cedible attention? |
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from Napalm Death - Enemy Of The Music Business (2001)
Mitch Harris, Jesse Pintado
Speculate freely Begrudge me intensely Lacking a conscience Lacking intelligence Lesser than nothing Lower than everything As you drain our vitality to a mundane reality A form of therapy without compensation A vague psychology Free from obligation. Intercept the negligence Accept the consequence Amongst Barbaria Mass hysteria Opposite in a sign to abide when the future is ours to decide We continue to watch and observe Just to find out what purpose it serves Paralysed ? A spectacle / for all to see Hapiness within our grasp, but out of reach Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Devastate a silhouette ? Calm and serene Abandon / a systematic insane routine Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Opposite in a sign to abide when the future is ours to decide We continue to watch and observe Just to find out what purpose it serves |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
Mitch Harris, Jesse Pintado
Speculate freely Begrudge me intensely Lacking a conscience Lacking intelligence Lesser than nothing Lower than everything As you drain our vitality to a mundane reality A form of therapy without compensation A vague psychology Free from obligation. Intercept the negligence Accept the consequence Amongst Barbaria Mass hysteria Opposite in a sign to abide when the future is ours to decide We continue to watch and observe Just to find out what purpose it serves Paralysed ? A spectacle / for all to see Hapiness within our grasp, but out of reach Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Devastate a silhouette ? Calm and serene Abandon / a systematic insane routine Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Volume of neglect forcibly expressed Opposite in a sign to abide when the future is ours to decide We continue to watch and observe Just to find out what purpose it serves |
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from Napalm Death - Harmony Corruption (1997)
Witness torment in its purest form Impossible definition of infinite pain Look into my eyes What do you think you see? What you see is not me But a dormant stage of what I'm expected to be Realities lifeline cuts through me Forever destined to a life of misery Realities lifeline cuts through me It manifests my vision conquest Mourn not the dead The living suffer Enter me Witness torment |
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from Napalm Death - Enemy Of The Music Business (2001)
The rats on/ this earth/ have nothing on you
An insult/ to those which/ crawl the sewers Devourer, plunderer, deceptor Sniff out a/ scheme/ and leave the scraps behind Voracious, insatiable? A nose attuned to greed Devourer, plunderer, deceptor Evade all traps and come out gnashing, snarling, gnashing, snarling! Disguises are many Media pawn or man on the street They'll scavenge your emotions and leave you diseased They'd steal a last possession And smile as you concede Devourer, plunderer, deceptor |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
The rats on/ this earth/ have nothing on you
An insult/ to those which/ crawl the sewers Devourer, plunderer, deceptor Sniff out a/ scheme/ and leave the scraps behind Voracious, insatiable? A nose attuned to greed Devourer, plunderer, deceptor Evade all traps and come out gnashing, snarling, gnashing, snarling! Disguises are many Media pawn or man on the street They'll scavenge your emotions and leave you diseased They'd steal a last possession And smile as you concede Devourer, plunderer, deceptor |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Mitch Harris / Greenway]
In the end it comes down to this: Want, want, want for a blanket of material bliss Can you live it? Does it gleam? Feel it rid the heart of ideals This is a vegetative state It's a vegetative state A vegetative state What you gather - is that all you're worth? Playing catch-up with opulence Want. Want. Want A get-out clause Away from the dregs Leave the dogs to borrow, steal, and beg This is a vegetative state It's a vegetative state A vegetative state I'd like to know who they're fucking kidding When they call this a classless society? I'd like to know why the wight of the law is brought down When desperation knocks you off course? Not in the vegetative state I'd like to know how the high-rolling movers Manoevure around rules? I'd like to know why "opportunity for all" Remains a worthless slew of words This si a vegetative state I'd like to know Uncivilised - that's me A mongrel too A bottom-feeder who sees right through This is a vegetative state It's a vegetative state A vegetative state |
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from Napalm Death - Harmony Corruption (1997)
Looking from outside inwards A view to dumbfound the most outspoken minds Silent screams from an unfit Earth Battered and bruised with nowhere to hide Disasters man made and natural Gradually pushing to absolute imbalance On the scales of survival Soon to tip in favour if extinction An unrelenting dioxin cloud Propelled to dispel our oxygen Slowly seizing up our lungs And choking the ground we depend upon Silent screams from an unfit Earth Battered and bruised with nowhere to hide Transforming aquatic inhabitance Overcome by cocktails of sludge and chemicals Interfering with life on which so many rely Then dumping our shit to economise Wanton destruction Environment in regression All reverse into decline Kiss this unfit goodbye Silent screams from an unfit Earth A future of provocation with nowhere to go |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Is anger always a positive reaction ?
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
A chronic complaint of dimness.
Prevails your profound ideology. A romantic vision of a master race. Attained through coercive forms of authority. Your observance is negligence. If you see the threat from difficult cultures. We're all in this sinking ship. Each of us together. Where does the whiteman stand? Where does the blackman stand? Where do we all fucking stand/ Knee deep in the shit! Lock into yourself and you'll find the real oppressor. To a life of unchallenged hate. It's yourself who's the "nigger" |
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from Napalm Death - Bootlegged In Japan (1998)
A chronic complaint of dimness.
Prevails your profound ideology. A romantic vision of a master race. Attained through coercive forms of authority. Your observance is negligence. If you see the threat from difficult cultures. We're all in this sinking ship. Each of us together. Where does the whiteman stand? Where does the blackman stand? Where do we all fucking stand/ Knee deep in the shit! Lock into yourself and you'll find the real oppressor. To a life of unchallenged hate. It's yourself who's the "nigger" |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
A chronic complaint of dimness.
Prevails your profound ideology. A romantic vision of a master race. Attained through coercive forms of authority. Your observance is negligence. If you see the threat from difficult cultures. We're all in this sinking ship. Each of us together. Where does the whiteman stand? Where does the blackman stand? Where do we all fucking stand/ Knee deep in the shit! Lock into yourself and you'll find the real oppressor. To a life of unchallenged hate. It's yourself who's the "nigger" |
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from Napalm Death - Words From The Exit Wound (1999)
Ulterior Exterior
Murderers! stoop up the cry. Stoop much lower than thou. Flush out militant vermin, revenge won't stain (your) virginal gowns. Ulterior exterior bucks your state, it's inferior. Ulterior exterior - justice-minded from afar. Counteract, tit-for-tat. Your loyals taking scalps are the mercy men hammering entitlements to your mast. Ulterior exterior arms appeal with your name on. Ulterior exterior - dictum-vying from afar. White knuckles quash your simple human touch. Revolution's children are but a madmen's larvae ...to be squashed! |
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from Mortal Kombat (모탈 컴뱃) [ost] (1995)
Pushed aside the feelings
jeopardising all. Caught the chain reaction, rolling with the fall. Forget the friendship, the points made loud and clear. Where was the kinship for which we endear? Soulless execution - mixing guilt with blame, breaking point in contact - No more vain demands. Time will come. Pleasing all to punish, stepping up the race, pulling all resources, pushing up the stakes. Time will come. Growing from the sadness, living day by day, learning from the madness, paying all the way. Time will come. |
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from Napalm Death - Breed To Breathe (1998)
Pushed aside the feelings
jeopardising all. Caught the chain reaction, rolling with the fall. Forget the friendship, the points made loud and clear. Where was the kinship for which we endear? Soulless execution - mixing guilt with blame, breaking point in contact - No more vain demands. Time will come. Pleasing all to punish, stepping up the race, pulling all resources, pushing up the stakes. Time will come. Growing from the sadness, living day by day, learning from the madness, paying all the way. Time will come |
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from Napalm Death 13집 - Time Waits For No Slave (2009)
Sanitize
To blitz every lasting stain Turning fashioned... Heads turn Heads to marvel at plastic landscapes Heads to fill a vacuum of synthesized grace Globalise In continuum to equalise Turning littered... Heads turn Heads to forego distinctions to make Heads to embrace prospects of life in a cage Plastic landscapes, synthesized grace Distinctions to make, life in a cage Time waits for no slave Just give them convenience upon pain of death Cut out the middleman Keep them uniformly spoon-fed Time waits for no salve Just give them convenience Upon pain of fucking death Honoured cattle-class turning fattened heads Heads turn Heads to enthuse in a permanent daze Heads once longing for flaws to disassociate Permanent daze, disassociate Synthesized grace, life in a cage In one breath you denounce The authoritarian reach. Turn of the cheek and you're basking In the fake sunlight of it's grip |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
No way forward or back,
In stalemate, we stagnate, Life cycle is an automation, Instinctively, we race to get ahead? And now our virgin minds are raped, Another insignficance to join the rat-race Self-indulgence with our grasp. We're taught but torn (from) the sanctity of life. So vulnerable, The world keeps turning - We spin out of control. Guided, or could this mean misguided, No time for questions, Preoccupied with pressing on, The world keeps turning - We overdose on overdrive. Superior species with inferior ideas, We overload our bodies and minds, Respect this earth while commiting suicide. Poison trait. We're the cause not the cure, Our methods of fulfillment will surely drag us down. Guided, or could this mean misguided, Our virgin minds are raped - The world keeps turning - We overdose on overdrive, we spin out of control. In stalemate, we stagnate. |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
An integral sense
Comes with belonging to a scene Supposedly absent of barriers (When sexism is only one of many) Earnest words Calling for unity of the sexes When she's still the chick, or stupid bitch (Ridiculed for showing an interest). Hidden indifference Strikes an emotion reaction When you see an animal being abused. Yet un-noticed when a woman Is abused in the same way. The links in oppression Stem from the same degradation But to one our eyes remain closed. Actively abusing the rights of one Whilst fighting for those of another. The 'scene' may hold a different name, But the roleplays just the same. Egual rights are fine, As long as she's in her place. Outrightly denouncing fascism Whilst oblivious to it taking place, Is condemnation of standarts, All an act to save face. Unity a stark ambition When out abuse surpasses recognition |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
There's nothing left to gain
You have just been led The kill, after death, the kill The shit you were promised Means nothing now you're dead The kill, after death, the kill |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
There's nothing left to gain
You have just been led The kill, after death, the kill The shit you were promised Means nothing now you're dead The kill, after death, the kill |
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from Napalm Death - Words From The Exit Wound (1999)
Shaped thus, shipped'em out
a new deal to flog and flout. Buried up to the neck in socio-aggregate; Twist an arm and drag it back. Infiltraitor reclaims the rhetoric. Infiltraitor turns the kindness milk. Infiltraitors! A now and later policy suits privileged contingency. A now and later policy crowns privileged contingency. Firmly entrenched, flip the cards. Buy it up and starve it under cultivating on the middle thatch all withers through the barren patch. High-flying, Market the proles - the ornemental and quaint. Lower-stooping, disbanding in union. Spine snaps on the make. Throwing stances, juggling a standpoint so it won't offend. Tailored muses; sharp, econo-friendly. Spine snaps on the make |
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from Napalm Death - Order Of The Leech (2002)
Cut the line - I'm suffocating
Cannot feel - without I'm aching Desire lost - my heart is racing I feel cursed - am I mistaken Doomed to walk the path that's chosen Regret - a mountain yet to climb Belief - that pain will ease in time Embrace - a life that I betrayed The icing on the hate... Trapped inside - this self-addiction Forced to see my own afliction Through the eyes - deseased reflections Kaleidoscopic - death in segments A second chance at resurrection The high of high's seemed endless The shapeless fear ascending Ride the carousel of punishment The days of dazed emotions And spells I cast seem broken Ride the carousel of punishment Cards are down - a choice needs making Look a the past - or keep on dreaming Pulled the plug - for now I'm winning Closed the chapter - new beginnings Closed the chapter - new beginnings |
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from Napalm Death - Order Of The Leech (2002)
I'd rating die probing something
Than see the urge, shot to fucking pieces Rip that face off - who goes there? You may - you may doubt the necessity You may - you may feign incredulity On break - you're toeing the line! Quadruple standarts For a set of ruler So you don't fall prey To the ill-at-ease - who goes there? Cast out - cast out to private hell Where the - where the loose lipped freely expel... ...Streams - of odious, twisted rationale Streams - of odious, twisted, raving rationale Rationale! Be seen-and-not-heard Balance of disturbance Decorum? Ooh...ooh The earnest refusal The bleating manoeuvre Decorum? Ooh...ooh Streams - of wretched, heiniuos rationale Streams - of wretched, heiniuos, depraved rationale Rationale! Buying the rawest deal Dither, by dutyful Apologish...ooh I'd rather die doubting something Than be consigned to anonymity Kicking, screaming - who goes there? You may - surrender manfully You may - you may die in captivity |
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from Napalm Death - Harmony Corruption (1997)
Forced exposure to create what's expected (To face) neglection is the price no-one wants to pay Line in line, stereotypes perpetrated Similarity of negativity The chains that bind us grow stronger Break away from the pack of mindless dogs Taste the scent, realise ambition Life - a stagnant lair in which to lie Taste the scent, realise ambition [The chains that bind us grow stronger] A label to some, habits preset Faction alienation, bias hold the key |
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from Napalm Death - Enemy Of The Music Business (2001)
Serve my head on a plate
Pulp my heart with ill will I did trust you, led to lust you, to be duped Thanks for fucking nothing! Serve my head on a plate Pulp my heart with ill will Sensed a mystique, turned to spent air? Killed it dead Thanks for fucking nothing Scraped the depths to salvage something Thanks for fucking nothing Drained my all, then dropped the bombshell True, we were not joined/ our every feature spliced Though you rushed in and took a lead Three words spouted This contagion crossed all divides caused a shift in protective focus Three words flouted Untimely end, I should've clicked? a sensory cut-out A spoiling of the harmony, of which we were about I don't despise or demonize, but I just know your form Walk right out and move along, and leap before you look Thanks for fucking nothing! |
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from Napalm Death - Enemy Of The Music Business (2001)
Abstinence works for me, not for them
Intolerance, far worse things? This makes no sense Get high on me and mine Take the poison Raise a voice? The art of making noise Attacking stance? Fist in face for personal choice So witless? self, self, self. Take the poison Two polluting lifestyle doctrines in defense Re-assess the threats to well-being Re-direct And clear your heads Dialogue (is a) powerful drug? (not) verbal poison Abstinence works for me, not for them. Intolerance, far worse things? this makes no sense Take the poison |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
Shane Embury
Abstinence works for me, not for them. Intolerance, far worse things ? This makes no sense. Get high on me and mine Take the poison. Raise a voice ? The art of making noise Attacking stance ? Fist in face for personal choice So whithers ? Self, self, self Take the poison. Two polluting lifestyle doctrines in defence Re-access the threats to well bring Re-direct And clear your heads Dialogue (is) a powerful drug ? ( (not) a verbal poison. Abstinence works for me, not for them. Intolerance, far worse things ? Take the poison. |
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from Napalm Death - Harmony Corruption (1997)
Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views Never open to criticism Your overpowering ruse Promises of sanctuary In eternal bliss With starry eyes and cash in hand Pledge to all the master plan Just face the truth or fund the farce At one with your god Your sole intent Your treasured place assured For a substantial rent Global lunacy Death threats for supposed blasphemy No room for free thought All non believers pushed to the floor Aggressive tyrants Supposed saints for the cause Judgement through force Faith a fuel for pointless wars When all is done Who shall benefit? Who is the one? Not to those who pass on But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands. |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views Never open to criticism Your overpowering ruse Promises of sanctuary In eternal bliss With starry eyes and cash in hand Pledge to all the master plan Just face the truth or fund the farce At one with your god Your sole intent Your treasured place assured For a substantial rent Global lunacy Death threats for supposed blasphemy No room for free thought All non believers pushed to the floor Aggressive tyrants Supposed saints for the cause Judgement through force Faith a fuel for pointless wars When all is done Who shall benefit? Who is the one? Not to those who pass on But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands. |
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from Napalm Death - Breed To Breathe (1998)
Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views Never open to criticism Your overpowering ruse Promises of sanctuary In eternal bliss With starry eyes and cash in hand Pledge to all the master plan Just face the truth or fund the farce At one with your god Your sole intent Your treasured place assured For a substantial rent Global lunacy Death threats for supposed blasphemy No room for free thought All non believers pushed to the floor Aggressive tyrants Supposed saints for the cause Judgement through force Faith a fuel for pointless wars When all is done Who shall benefit? Who is the one? Not to those who pass on But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands. |
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from Napalm Death - Bootlegged In Japan (1998)
Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views Never open to criticism Your overpowering ruse Promises of sanctuary In eternal bliss With starry eyes and cash in hand Pledge to all the master plan Just face the truth or fund the farce At one with your god Your sole intent Your treasured place assured For a substantial rent Global lunacy Death threats for supposed blasphemy No room for free thought All non believers pushed to the floor Aggressive tyrants Supposed saints for the cause Judgement through force Faith a fuel for pointless wars When all is done Who shall benefit? Who is the one? Not to those who pass on But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands. |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
Your unflappable conceptions
Moralistic views Never open to criticism Your overpowering ruse Promises of sanctuary In eternal bliss With starry eyes and cash in hand Pledge to all the master plan Just face the truth or fund the farce At one with your god Your sole intent Your treasured place assured For a substantial rent Global lunacy Death threats for supposed blasphemy No room for free thought All non believers pushed to the floor Aggressive tyrants Supposed saints for the cause Judgement through force Faith a fuel for pointless wars When all is done Who shall benefit? Who is the one? Not to those who pass on But those dictators divine waving their deceitful wands. |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
Climb the ladder, your securety
Upward social mobility Consume the lies "it's what you need" Vicious circle of mindless greed Where is the success gained from? What of the lives you've shat upon? Caught in the web you'll play the game An artificial life but who's to blame |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Mitch Harris / Greenway]
What do I have to do for once to make the mark? What do I have to say to register a point? Overtaken - all desire and no connections. I recall these friends in tune Never would they stoop so low And turn on those who built them up Where I'm advised to move It sickens me to think When do I reach the place where I will fall from grace? Conscientious - to the point where I self-implode I recall these friends in tune Never would they stoop so low And turn on those who built them up Protective - only when I just might get what's due Steal the march on a friend whose work you'd prostitute How quickly you discard those around when usefulness is gone Beating sense into you sadly sits well However, blows are dull on an empty shell Prostituted Prostituted Prostituted Prostituted |
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from Napalm Death - Breed To Breathe (1998)
All this pain is a hate disease,
intravened into my heart. Bittersweet emotional fall choking dry the lifeline strong? A time stretched farce. Who do we fool? Salacious thoughts pulling at strings. Intake decay, the vision burns. Intake decay, stranger now. Feed on the lie that kept it strong. Do we confess? Admit our worth. I drown myself in my fears insecure, How can I trust passing time reassure? There's no more me. I drown myself in my fears insecure, How can I trust passing time reassure? Reclusive me, instigate, fence off blows. Forced to admit - Realise how it goes. There's no more me |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
Blissfully ignorant
Content and unaware Not your problem Why should you care? Not normal An easy target for release Infected from birth This sickening disease You sanctimonious slime Understanding discarded The truth is clear It's you that's retarded |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
On the path to individual freedom,
I'm met with countless obstructions. An external vacuum distorts my observance, sucking me to the rat race. A weakness makes me gullible. Constantly lured to their traps, dismanting my motivation, taking my destination to another step back |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Mitch Harris, Embury / Greenway]
Red's the given color if you resist the will to hate You're a bit part Outliving your worth Where do you stand in the Aryan pecking order? We are "faggots", "Jews" and traitors Because we resist the will to hate. Here's supremacy: To rise above paranoia Is is others who're diseased for dismissing your flawed criteria? You've been sold short to a scam Survival of the fittest? How you seem expendable, vulnerable - a runt Better keep your mouth shut Should they find the quirks in your pureblood You've been sold short to a scam You can pin all slurs to me But I'll choose humanity You're a bit part Outliving your worth Where do you stand in your preciou pecking order? You've been sold short to a scam |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
(Embury, Greenway)
Rant long and loud Repeat 'til you're blue in the face Ever get the feeling you're always on a losing streak? Their silence is deafening From the havens of thieves and kings Empower those who serve to deflect suspicious minds Action and answers as likely as a reversal of time Their silence is deafening From the retreats of tamed apologists Their disdain is crippling For those whose crises they have fixed I am your "untermensch" - a trace of filth to be scraped off A trace of filth to be scraped off Yet when it's you who's in their debt The strong-arm brings you to your knees So much for "progressive authority" A trace of filth to be scraped off Power for the powerless - well, where? Screaming at the wall to make more sense... ...I melt back into indifference The silence is deafening The silence is deafening The silence is deafening |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
(Embury, Greenway)
Rant long and loud Repeat 'til you're blue in the face Ever get the feeling you're always on a losing streak? Their silence is deafening From the havens of thieves and kings Empower those who serve to deflect suspicious minds Action and answers as likely as a reversal of time Their silence is deafening From the retreats of tamed apologists Their disdain is crippling For those whose crises they have fixed I am your "untermensch" - a trace of filth to be scraped off A trace of filth to be scraped off Yet when it's you who's in their debt The strong-arm brings you to your knees So much for "progressive authority" A trace of filth to be scraped off Power for the powerless - well, where? Screaming at the wall to make more sense... ...I melt back into indifference The silence is deafening The silence is deafening The silence is deafening |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
Siege of power
In your land Too many problems For you to understand Siege of power Inside your mind Outward restrictions To keep you in line Siege of power - in your land Too many problems - for you to understand A slave of their power - you never question why Your going to suffer - you're going to die Siege of power - inside your mind Outward restrictions - to keep you in line You're a slave of their power - you never questioned why You were made to suffer - you were born to die Siege of power They made you a tool While others were ruling You were being ruled |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Siege of power
In your land Too many problems For you to understand Siege of power Inside your mind Outward restrictions To keep you in line Siege of power - in your land Too many problems - for you to understand A slave of their power - you never question why Your going to suffer - you're going to die Siege of power - inside your mind Outward restrictions - to keep you in line You're a slave of their power - you never questioned why You were made to suffer - you were born to die Siege of power They made you a tool While others were ruling You were being ruled |
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from Napalm Death - Bootlegged In Japan (1998)
Siege of power
In your land Too many problems For you to understand Siege of power Inside your mind Outward restrictions To keep you in line Siege of power - in your land Too many problems - for you to understand A slave of their power - you never question why Your going to suffer - you're going to die Siege of power - inside your mind Outward restrictions - to keep you in line You're a slave of their power - you never questioned why You were made to suffer - you were born to die Siege of power They made you a tool While others were ruling You were being ruled |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
Siege of power
In your land Too many problems For you to understand Siege of power Inside your mind Outward restrictions To keep you in line Siege of power - in your land Too many problems - for you to understand A slave of their power - you never question why Your going to suffer - you're going to die Siege of power - inside your mind Outward restrictions - to keep you in line You're a slave of their power - you never questioned why You were made to suffer - you were born to die Siege of power They made you a tool While others were ruling You were being ruled |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
In your mind
Nothing but fear You can't face life Or believe death's near A vision of life On television screens An existance created From empty dreams Hide behind T.V. Hide behind life You should be living But you only survive Life holds nothing But pain and death Don't look for love There is none left |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
In your mind
Nothing but fear You can't face life Or believe death's near A vision of life On television screens An existance created From empty dreams Hide behind T.V. Hide behind life You should be living But you only survive Life holds nothing But pain and death Don't look for love There is none left |
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from Napalm Death - Words From The Exit Wound (1999)
It's a straight and narrow path
or is it fate which takes our hand? Play the game, praise the man that fakes the masterplan; take the rough with the smooth. Whose loss do we loose? What else could we disprove? Who shapes the abuse? You prostitute integrity and blindly steal identity. Buy it out and watch it die; fashion talks, the bullshit flies. Bite your tongue and breath a sight; take the fall or take the climb. Streamlined and new improved, a nation sadly out of tune. Is it just old-fashioned - creation with a passion? Just an observation of a machine generation. Push this. The same old song. Is the message lost in this - that's not politics? There's a rhyme to this reason: they're one and the same. Take the heart they've broke and the money they've choke; you're left with no answer to this industry chancer. Just an observation of a machine generation. Push this. The same old song |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
Taking beauty from Rabbits eyes.
Real beauty is denied. Sacrificed Spiky hair makes Rabbits cry. One day soon, you will fucking die ! |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
At time of birth,
Minds free from suspicion, Senses raped, Induced with superstition. A pre-set mode To befit description, Language, colour, Race definition! Inner strength must detect The love we each possess before we may reach, Appreciating it in anyone else. External distinctions Used as scapegoats to problems, Channelling our aggression In the wrong direction. Break down the barriers That enforce superstition Learn to trust, Overcome suspicion. Acceptance, the weapon, Active against our freedom, Our love and compassion Held at treason. Rise above induced superstition. |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Embury, Greenway]
Waster and takers, leprous delinquents All for not reaching your lofty standards A tedious high view for all occasions Right you are! Moral fiber spews from ever crevice Chattering class convert cleanses the masses Conscience is clean while the (great) unwashed stay dirty Right you are! Go cut out your treacherous tongue! |
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from Napalm Death - Words From The Exit Wound (1999)
Phobic - eggshell-walking on a brink.
Camera sensor eyes pierce. We excuse stone-set normality. yet send tremors through morality. Frozen optics, traction for outspoken heads. Fuck your badgeless, rankless dirge and bizarre take on community concern. Division is your vision. Cajoled - jostled into position where we can't ascend or defend. Funny how you're moulded by perfection; Which visionary told you so? Curse our influence, traction for outspoken heads. Your true colours make us reel - scab Garish hue with bilious sheen - scab no dressing up to the nines - scab It's permanent under the skin. Policing the detritus - unclean! Policing the benign? Fuck your badgeless, rankless dirge and fuck assumptions that we're dirt This derision builds a prison... for you! |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Drawing attention to yourself
at anothers expense. Your puritan stance carries a certain pretence. When an ego is at stake, there's always a point to make. Bigotted and self opinionated there is no give and take. Obsessed with changing the world, not in changing yourself! |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
Same pre-determinated
Pattern, game, rules Uniformity Conformity How long can you hide the truth Now you've settled down Reflected on your past The pose, the look, the stance All part of the act |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
Trapped
Inside your head Insular, living dead Existing for a purpose you'll never find Inducements, distortions contorting your mind External sources maintain control Programmed existance, fulfill your role You've got a brain, shake off the reigns Smash the shackles, break the chains |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
Brought forth into an acceptance.
Expected mass production. All cloned to obey without fail. To question means breaking the mold. To turn your back, that courage you lack... Or live in pretense. In youth, confused. Prime for manipulation. An open sore cursed with their social infections. "Absorb to be seen as a failure" "Not fit to breath the air we take in" Pride Assassin. True feelings call for deviation. But could you face mass condemnation. Pride Assassin. Backed into a corner. Why should you adhere to their illusions? And their orders? Willing to dictate yet for themselves exemption. Evaluate your brain, form your own opinions. To be an individual - compassionate and free. |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
They not only pollute the air
They pollute our minds They're destroying the earth And destroying mankind Polluted minds Kill mankind They don't give a shit Long as profits are high They don't give a shit If people die Polluted minds Kill mankind |
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from Napalm Death - Leaders Not Followers (2002)
Now you are screaming in pain
They are striking you on your face Their bombs, money and power They are stepping over you The dreams of the crowd Are used to make them strong Elections, discussions, and conferences Are the reasons for the street violence You could be just a number You could be just a vote But you are also the reason of their desperation Politicians, you are shit Politicians, you are crap Politicians, you sons of bitches Outlaws, are you still stealing? You have to die, yes alright You will die, yes, die |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
Now you are screaming in pain
They are striking you on your face Their bombs, money and power They are stepping over you The dreams of the crowd Are used to make them strong Elections, discussions, and conferences Are the reasons for the street violence You could be just a number You could be just a vote But you are also the reason of their desperation Politicians, you are shit Politicians, you are crap Politicians, you sons of bitches Outlaws, are you still stealing? You have to die, yes alright You will die, yes, die |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
Systematic rape of nature
Profit precedes need Maintaining economic stature Steal the fruit yet leave no seed And of future generations? What of their inheritance A world of contamination Poisoned by our ignorance Oblivious to reality Conscience spurned Beyond the point of no return |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Mitch Harris / Greenway]
God can take his eyes off me Love is there - it's mine and mine alone This soul is strong Our bodies our own To use, explore with no roots in those laws Don't class me as a wayward waste Open your eyes and shake your bondage chains. Decreed chastity has no basis Geared to curtail our loving instincts Family fucking values - I've heard it all before Passionless fucking robots - it's how we will function So pledge yourself to you (not forced) Pledge yourself to you No urge to procreate - no crime to stimulate To stem the flow of love - a weary, bygone age So pledge yourself to you (not forced) Pledge yourself to you Family fucking values I've heard it all before Passionless fucking robots It's how we will function |
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from Napalm Death - Bootlegged In Japan (1998)
Scale the inferno, take it all in
Am I right or wrong, or just confused? Glamorized, dare I say it? Fantasized, but through who's eyes? Not theirs, that's for sure! Rebuff beliefs that we've lost. A plague rages in all our hearts. Am I the last in line? To stop and turn, and pretend that we're really changing. I'd sooner DIE!........... |
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from Napalm Death - Order Of The Leech (2002)
Countless opinions - a hotbed of riches
Last remaining entitlement Feeling valued? Or devoutly subdued? Per Capita All placated and humoured A billion voices shall all register - they say Diversity for the diverse Feeling valued? Or devoutly subdued? Per Capita All placated and humoured The movers, the shakers - largely abjecy fakers Scale their ivory towers Democracy sours, peasant Democracy sours, peasant! Self-interest in the pure sense is pushing for the privilege Not to be undervalued or singled out as surplus - dead weight Democracy sours, peasant! Per Capita, you are entrapped... ...Away from their precious glass houses Which you'd shatter with stones of just justice Exposing the power base for all its filthy favouritism Per Capita, they've got your number... ...Turning the rest against your so-called reprehensible deviance Setting new precedents for crass behaviour And so persists the untouchable elite Scale their ivory towers, peasant! |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Embury / Greenway]
Nothing comes to nothing When there's nothing there to give The powers want to strip you clean A charge for every breath A price on skin that we walk in They call this civil liberty So-called champions for the poor Tax us against the wall Find it now or forefeit The cance to "be" in peace A price on skin that we walk in A price on skin that we walk in Grab thin air in one hand A pound of fesh from the other Crushing burden on the shoulders An end to poverty? Only if you pay up first Meet the fee and keep your soul |
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from Napalm Death 13집 - Time Waits For No Slave (2009)
Overbearing drive to break loose
But not to inflict any wounding Back-breaking social codes I'm hurtling toward apoplexy "Conduct inappropriate!" Cry misappropriating know-alls Conduct inappropriate! Institutional oafs break loose Care to neutralise us human germs Guidelines they so staunchly espouse Adjustable once they are exposed "Lifestyles disproportionate!" Cry misappropriating know-alls Lifestyles disproportionate! Verbal diarrhoea Virtuous fawning makes my flesh crawl Are you some god, king and sage? Superfluous slurs Resent, interject, intercept and molest Superfluous slurs Entrap, double back They collapse and entrance Superfluous slurs |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
Permissive slaves
To their methods of greed From our needs The leeches feed When will you see? We'll never be free While we sanction This plutocracy |
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from Napalm Death - The Code Is Red...Long Live The Code (2005)
[Embury, Mitch Harris, Russ Russell]
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from Napalm Death 13집 - Time Waits For No Slave (2009)
Born between chaos and hatred - a lottery of fate
We sit on the brink of extinction The world lies in wait Just a scratch on the surface Of time that will wash away We delude ourselves with the notion That we are here to stay As life starts to shrink An impending state of neurosis Will we awake from this negligent narcosis? On the brink, the brink of extinction We're on the brink, the brink of extinction Locked together in a mindless campaign It's only now we see Appreciation is the one redemption For all that lives and breathes Like a virus it's conscious - impure We have farmed disease It's time now to step back And find an inner peace As life starts to shrink An impending state of neurosis Will we awake from this negligent narcosis? On the brink, the brink of extinction We're on the brink, the brink of extinction Will we avoid a natural selection? Do we have the right to survive the failures? Nature, it's force - the scales unbalanced What's the next step? How do we evolve? Can we avoid a natural selection? Do we have the right to survive the failures? Nature, it's force - the scales unbalanced What's the next step? What can we resolve? |
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from Napalm Death - Death By Manipulation (1997)
So we're still in our teething stages
As far as politics are concerned That's fine coming from someone To whom sensationalism be there only wisdom in words. A self-proclaimed spokesman On something to which prior knowledge excedes, Championing no more censorship, Then ridiculing our beliefs. To appeal to your better nature, Are we to keep our mouths shut? Easy to discard Constructive power At your disposal When ego's and sales Outbalance opinions On the scales. Using bands As pawns in your hands Building up, Knocking down, Sensationalize To suit cheap public demand. Merging with the gutter press, You claim to detest. It's opened it's lid, For you to crawl in and infest |
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from Napalm Death - Enemy Of The Music Business (2001)
Next on the list?
Such a smug parasite Snug in the comfort zone We stepped back and watched while you violated our effects, our spirits, our souls Opportunist scum, think you're so immune? Opportunist scum, we yearn to see you removed. Opportunist scum, truly spineless cunt. Opportunist scum, basks in his loathsome glow. Where once I was passive, I'm ready to snap. A pound of flesh for those that you've taken That smiling surround can't shield you forever When it slips, we'll be there to fuck your world! A slap in the face A slap in the face Don't turn your back, don't lower your guard Or assume you're safe around fellow sharks 'cause when I catch that patronizing smirk (It) strengthens my will to smash your worthless bulk A slap in the face A slap in the face A slap in the face Goodbye to logic for this necessary justice [x 2] |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
Next on the list?
Such a smug parasite Snug in the comfort zone We stepped back and watched while you violated our effects, our spirits, our souls Opportunist scum, think you're so immune? Opportunist scum, we yearn to see you removed. Opportunist scum, truly spineless cunt. Opportunist scum, basks in his loathsome glow. Where once I was passive, I'm ready to snap. A pound of flesh for those that you've taken That smiling surround can't shield you forever When it slips, we'll be there to fuck your world! A slap in the face A slap in the face Don't turn your back, don't lower your guard Or assume you're safe around fellow sharks 'cause when I catch that patronizing smirk (It) strengthens my will to smash your worthless bulk A slap in the face A slap in the face A slap in the face Goodbye to logic for this necessary justice [x 2] |
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from Napalm Death - Words From The Exit Wound (1999)
Stuck in the learning hole,
there is no teaching that I can subscribe to - Just the hatred of being afraid. Trapped in a nightmare, nothing can alter this. Just another daydream, calendar sadness. Lucid, inducing swarm becoming closer but getting colder. The caustic grip insane. Lucid induced Pre-shaping destiny - hiding inside of me. Primate illusions of how all this should be. Next of kin to chaos |
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from Napalm Death - Scum (1987)
Nothing I can say
That hasn't already been said Generic words and thoughts Similarly expressed This primitive stance Feelings of angst Matters relating To circumstance "Unfounded reactions Just part of the faction" Conform? I wouldn't give you the satisfaction |
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from Napalm Death - Bootlegged In Japan (1998)
Punk ain't no religious cult,
punk means thinking for yourself. You ain't hardcore 'cause you spike your hair, when a jock still lives inside your head. Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Fuck off ! If you've come to fight, get outta here. You ain't no better than the bouncers. We ain't trying to be the police. When you ape the cops, it ain't anarchy. Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Fuck off ! Ten guys jump one, what a man ! You fight each other, the police state wins. Stab your backs when you trash our halls. Trash a bank if you've got real balls. You still think swastikas look cool. The real nazis run your schools. They're coaches, businessmen and cops. In the real fourth reich, you'll be the first to go. Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Fuck off ! You'll be the first to go. You'll be the first to go. You'll be the first to go. Unless you think. |
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from Napalm Death - Leaders Not Followers (2002)
Punk ain't no religious cult,
punk means thinking for yourself. You ain't hardcore 'cause you spike your hair, when a jock still lives inside your head. Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Fuck off ! If you've come to fight, get outta here. You ain't no better than the bouncers. We ain't trying to be the police. When you ape the cops, it ain't anarchy. Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Fuck off ! Ten guys jump one, what a man ! You fight each other, the police state wins. Stab your backs when you trash our halls. Trash a bank if you've got real balls. You still think swastikas look cool. The real nazis run your schools. They're coaches, businessmen and cops. In the real fourth reich, you'll be the first to go. Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Fuck off ! You'll be the first to go. You'll be the first to go. You'll be the first to go. Unless you think. |
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from Napalm Death - Punishment In Capitals [live] (2010)
Punk ain't no religious cult,
punk means thinking for yourself. You ain't hardcore 'cause you spike your hair, when a jock still lives inside your head. Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Fuck off ! If you've come to fight, get outta here. You ain't no better than the bouncers. We ain't trying to be the police. When you ape the cops, it ain't anarchy. Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Fuck off ! Ten guys jump one, what a man ! You fight each other, the police state wins. Stab your backs when you trash our halls. Trash a bank if you've got real balls. You still think swastikas look cool. The real nazis run your schools. They're coaches, businessmen and cops. In the real fourth reich, you'll be the first to go. Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Nazi punks, Fuck off ! You'll be the first to go. You'll be the first to go. You'll be the first to go. Unless you think. |
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