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