Same old stuff, you've it all before Crass being about the system, or is it war? We got no humour, we don't know how to laugh If you don't fucking like it - tough! Cos I'm the same old in the same old zoo Same old message to get through from the platform when the train ain't even there I've got a one way ticket, but I fucking care If I've got to say is always much the same It's cos the game the system plays is the same old game Senile in their seats of power Ancient rotting breathing horror by the hour They're lovers of death the fucking our earth, as our earth weeps Iron ladies, men Waiting for their fucking war to start Blood nutters plan death for us all They'll be hiding in their as we watch the missiles fall Ain't they just so decent, respectable and the fat of the land while it's us that pay the price Westminster's full of psychopaths with blood clots of brains Flesh hungry vultures our remains Shitting on the they've shat on many times before Fucked it and proper in the name of law Well to the lot of you and you can fuck off too If you're bored with I say, no-one's asking you Just off and have your fun Hoist your Jolly Roger and wave your gun With your painted faces and elegant style How about trying to think for a As your decorate your lifestyle with cheap bliss Forget about loving, it's arse you're going to kiss As long as they've got you their thumb With T.V. and media fun They'll have their way with you, what more can I Watch out for the mind and have a nice day