Luyện nghe bài hát Yes Sir, I Will

The door open -
Across lines, invisible hands are held, golden building in the night.
Alone, the are enormous.
outside and parasites, deprived of their meat, wait to suck on tiring flesh,
Unending that fatten leaders, prisoners of their morality.
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and normally, but strange ringed like that in black.
It doesn't get much better, voice can get just ripped up shouting in vain,
Maybe hears what you say, but you're still on your own at night.
You've got to make a noise to understand the silence,
Screaming like a jackass, ringing ears so you can't the silence
Even when it's there. Like the seen from the window,
it but not being touched by it.

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Words sometimes don't to mean much;
Of we've used more that most.
from the heart that have been distorted and mocked,
Thrown in the spectacle, the grand social circus.

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Up against the of grey robots who control our lives
The things we have to offer seem so frail.
As they plan and gain respectability,
We our creativity and are made outcasts.

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We didn't expect to find ourselves this part,
We concerned with ideas, not rock and roll,
But we can't that arena,
It's become a part of us if we don't understand it.

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In attempts to moderate they ask why we write love songs.
What is it that we sing
Our love of is total, everything we do is an expression of that,
Everything that we write is a song.

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We for alternatives,
But the enormous power of the media makes it so
To foundations. Their lies and distortions are so extreme
That everything poisoned and corrupted.
We can become media personalities, but it is on their terms.
We're tired of living up to other people's expectations our own are so much higher.
Intelligence so easily dismissed when it doesn't conform to mainstream values.
Lennon "They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool",
He was right. Social intelligence merely agreement and compromise.

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The boundaries are becoming narrower as the State becomes paranoid.
Under authoritarian rule, conformity becomes the security.
is a powerful weapon against human development.
Cowering in our temples of self there's little chance of
The State is aware of that. The bomb many functions.
If fear of the God is no more,
The nuclear Father govern with his shepherd's crook,
Drawing his flock closer to the of the shadow of death.

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Those of us who stand out against the quo
Do so all odds.
We cling so closely
Because we little other than ourselves.
Critics say that it's punk rock or that we're just naive anarchists.
They hope to discredit us with their and definitions.
Throughout history societies have condemned who are later celebrated as heroes,
In so many bourgeois homes Van sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it that the kind and gentle are to violence and riducule?
How is it that the small and mealy-minded have gained so much
What has taken place that we are governed by fools?

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We've had problems from Gods from Bishops to MPs.
They've tried to ban our records saying that a threat to decent society.
Fuck them. I we are.
What kind of depraved idiot thinks they can silence others by denying their voice?
For sake, who are these lobotomists?
As if only had one side.
Whispered intimacies not get through,
But cries of know no barriers.
But how long do we for?
Denied the airwaves, we trust in the wind to carry we say.
But sometimes found ourselves shouting into the wind
When we should have confiding in each other.
It seems so absurd we are denied the chance of ever being truly free.
The terrible inequalities of the peoples of earth
Make freedom at a dream, at worst an insulting privilege.
space is there for self-expression and personal development
When over half the world's population is
There are so things that might have been done,
But rooted on spot in the desire to find solution,
There's little to see and but the sighing and dying of our world.
But for suffering we might have been a part of it rather apart from it.

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the compromises,
Brave fronts, disguises. What did you know? What did you care?
What did you know? did you care?
a blind eye to the lies just to keep it all together,
But sometimes I'm alone like this I wonder whether it's worth it.
and socialising.
Endless philosophising. What did you know? did you care?
What did you know? did you care?
Surface agreements, of fact, trying to prove we can do it,
But sometimes I'm alone like this I wonder just who can see through it.
and sacrifices.
Cheap tricks, cheaper devices. What did you know? did you care?
What did you know? What did you
the vision, but losing our sight, endlessly searching solution,
But sometimes when I'm alone like this I wonder how much just institution.
did you know? What did you care?
What did you know? did you care?
What did you know? did you care?
did you know? What did you care?
Anarchy's become another word for 'got 10p to spare?' What did you know? What did you
Another way of saying 'I'm O.K., sod you out there'. What did you know? What did you
Another token tantrum to cover up the fear. did you know? What did you care?
Another institution, another cross to bear. What did you know? What did you
etc. etc.

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Anything and everything can be so institutionalised,
A parody of itself. Itself contained by itself.
There's no in just mouthing the words.
The token tantrums just enough,
Nor is speed and and the Positive Creed.
Exclusive clubs where the various tribes congratulate each other for doing all
Will achieve but the strengthening of the status quo.
Punk has spawned another rock and elite,
Cheap Rotten Vicious imitations thinking change their world
With dyed hair and predictable gestures. wankers.
a thousand empty stages waiting for their empty performances,
A thousand empty faces waiting for empty stances.
How many times must we rehashed versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the has been one off the wrist?
It's the of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.
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If there was no government, wouldn't be chaos
Everybody running round, setting petrol off?
And if there was no police force, tell me you'd do
If thirty rioters came running after you?
And who clean the sewers? Who'd mend my television?
Wouldn't people lay about some supervision?
Who'd drive the engines? Who'd fix my video?
If were no prisons, well, where would robbers go?
And what if I told you to Fxxk
What if there's no army to stop a big
Who'd clean the bogs and sweep the floors? have all immigration.
Who'd pull the pint at the local pub? I get my fags?
Who'd empty out my dustbins? Would I still get bags?
If there no hospitals, and no doctors too,
If I'd both my legs, where would I run to?
If there's no medication, if there no nurses,
Wouldn't people die a lot? And who would the hearses?
And what if I told you to Fxxk
If were no butchers shops, what would people eat?
You'd have everybody starving if they didn't get meat.
If there was no water, what people drink?
Who'd flush away the you-know-what? But of course MINE stink.
What about the children? teach them in the schools?
Who'd make the beggers in line? Learn them all the rules?
tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors?
Tell us make a flask of tea and the holocaust?
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The rock and roll swindler it's O.K. to plunder,
So the pirates set to rape any ethnic culture they can plug a mike to.
The imperialists rub their hands in
As the slave-boy out butt-ends in the garbage cans.
Is it any wonder there was such celebration over the Task Force
When so called radicals hand in hand with the ruling elite?
Yesterday those wily rejected the status quo,
Today they smarm and charm passageways to its heart.
Where's the free in all that?
Where's the and aspiration?
have become corporations,
Social egos and moulds,
Scholars of dreams. Prescribed futures;
Must we all down aspirins and shine beneath borrowed
Are we really so dumb, so cowered submission
That not only are we prepared to eat
We're also prepared to say for the privilege?
Why should we servility as a bargain for dignity?
Why should we passively accept as a bargain for living?
Why accept this robbery of life? Why accept this
For Christ's sake take up bed and walk.
Let the see end the deaf hear.
The rights of the individual are dependent
You your right as an individual.
People are so easily deluded thinking they've instrumented choice
Where in reality they're nothing but observers.
observers do nothing but passively observe,
Passively up creativity and say "Wow, that's me!",
soak up destruction and say "Oh no, not us, not me".
There are those who strive for value and
Who search for reason and
Their efforts are by the passive observers.
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They spend before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision and
What chance does anyone have when all the are filled?
Sipping teas to the sound of Space Invaders.
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is today's Nuremberg.
Bowing to its authority, become it.
I've seen four year old children to media roles.
Main-lining the theatre that will become their lives.
The television has so dampened anger.
The population is mesmerised by the flickering
And the streets, where the of reality were once created,
Are deserted at night and the sleep secure.
are under no threat as long as the people are sedated.
Those who suffer head-aches excessive intake of electrons are prescribed valium,
Or pay for a fix at the pub where men to piss up the wall
And the stench of urine lasts well the next pint.
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Entertainment is designed to over real problems
And often those who profess dissent only add to the deception.
Words are banded about, but at the whim of the puppeteer.
Actionless sloganeering is another Punch and Judy show.
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Any information we receive concerning the real world is carefully controlled,
Why else would fiction such licence?
We are to see endless theatrical deaths,
But the real deaths started on the Falklands
Government censors prevented us from them.
We given the excuse of 'National Security'
By the lying shits who interested only in saving their political skins.
It didn't matter a fuck to them how many
As long as their ratings didn't suffer,
For that reason alone we were from the truth.
While the real is kept from us
We are exposed to pantomimes of death and destruction.
Those in power are rightly that if we had access to the real facts
We would cease to be passive observers.
Media coverage of Viet Nam massive dissent in the U.S.A.
Thatcher's was aware of that when, embarking on the Falkland charade,
They refused press to anyone who they knew would not support their line.
Those who did travel to the Falklands found their reports cut down.
Meanwhile, at home, we were fed fabrications of 'glorious war'.
The that is now filtering out paints a very different picture.
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It's been said that truth is the first casualty of war,
It is, but the same could be of life.
From birth we are threatened and into submission
By family, church, and state.
From then on easy game for the powermongers.
Like pathetic circus dogs we out praise
Or, when our true nature its way to the surface
We in the darkness, our tails between our legs.
At all costs we are prevented from our own potential.
We are conditioned into passive observers.
If the ring-master war,
We have been to passively accept it.
War can only exist through acceptance.
It is nothing but a demonstration of the of human will.
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If the clown offered
We will have been to accept that too,
But peace can not and will not be maintained through acceptance.
Peace will constant demonstrations of personal strength,
Constant effort, hard work,
Reappraisal, and devotion.
Which of those were you taught in schoolroom?
Whereas war simply requires the as cannon-fodder,
Peace requires to realise their own potential,
The odds are hopelessly against because the State deliberately destroys will.
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Passive offer nothing but decay.
The flowerbeds need weeding, the roses need cutting back winter.
from sedation, released from bondage,
People demonstrate their own strength,
But the powerful elite are aware of
And already have tabs on who they regard as subversives.
It is for them to single out and intimidated us
And still for us simply not to bother.
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It is impossible to gauge the effect demands for peace may be having,
The authorities are skilled at dissatisfaction.
For so long have been saying "No more war",
But for all those little has changed.
Seeing that the Peace Movement was in strength,
Thatcher appointed Heseltine as of Defence.
One specific part of his job is to CND,
is the nature of Conservative democraty.
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As pacifist we are too easily forced back tokenism,
Making hollow gestures against the of the juggernaut.
The is delicate.
The spaces have always been created by the and caring,
To be later filled by and egotists.
We can try to fill those with the strength of our love.
Gandhi called it Ahimsa. The Greenham Wowan call it the of Whimsy',
But it end there, neither is it enough.
Gandhi played a major role in India from Britain rule,
But conditions in India are still appaling for the people.
Limiting Greenham Peace Camp to women is a sensible political ploy,
But if it is a of sexual exclusivity it is a sham.
Aren't we seeking to destroy all of exclusivity?
Does our own give us the right to oppress others?
Unless we are to oppose all oppression,
We guilty of direct contribution to it.
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The plunder our land
And we must resist them on level.
As outsiders we few right with which to oppose them,
But on our own, together, we them.
They their law and those who impose it.
We only have and each other.
have their order and those who impose it.
We have ourselves and each other.
It is easy to dismiss who seek peace as dreamers,
But isn't our whole culture on past dreams?
It is essential that our dreams a reality
Or will cease to be one.
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Harrods boast that it can supply any whim that its wealthy clients express,
let them supply me an Exocet missile and a starving Third World child
And I'll tell them the of choice.
Equality enter into the ghettos of wealth.
Beneath the protective of Thatcher's economy
The right, and privileged get even richer
And they, in turn, support her policies both at home and overseas.
The war cost Britain over sixteen thousand million pounds - in whose pocket?
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Throughout the world of people are employed making armaments,
Don't they realise that it's ordinary people like themselves who'll suffer the effects of filthy labour?
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The wealthy with their obscene wealth
Applaud the carnage their grandstand.
It's as if they were at laying their bets;
to one on the Four Horsemen.
They believe that money can buy out of the responsibility
That they for the world that they bleed dry.
They are the pornographers
The real in human perversion.
Rich educated tarts sit by
their fortunes rise and fall
In the neatly pressed pin-striped of the City.
Debutante whores in men's castles.
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The ruling elite their puppet figurehead
Queen Elizabeth the Second, Virgina,
Strut about on the of bodies
That they have sacrificed to gain position.
Who are these but those who have made violence pay?
Who are they but the inheritors of their greed and theft?
Their stained flags are rags to our future,
Tattered of our individual rights.
These rulers are common and thieves,
But still we bow them.
For how will the masses be so pathetically manipulated by God, Queen and Country?
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For fucks sake are we in all this?
given life yet we court death.
For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how
Still we lay prostrate before a figure on a crucifix.
As if the stone might be resurrected.
We are expected to our lives for his
And join him in the of perpetual Christian guilt.
He hangs there as a of our own subjugation.
Let it be that he alone is Christ,
Those who emulate him shall suffer thus.
settlement is spiked with that stupid image,
Each conscience nailed to diet of corruption.
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Military acts are bathed in those tales.
Tired Marines, edgy to and sleep, are blessed in his name.
Pious virgins in desire kneel in before the myth.
In anticipation of their own death, await his coming.
Sweet Jesus mercy on me.
Sweet Jesus, share his agony.
Sweet Jesus, they his misery.
his loaded deity.
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Over half the world's is starving,
by the greed of landowners,
Helpless against the imbalance of
Practiced by the powers who, if they wanted to, could help.
minute of the day millions upon million of pounds
Are on the machinery of war.
If only a half of that was spent on the of peace,
There would be no more on this planet.
Yet governments pay no heed to the of suffering,
They perhaps make token to appease their consciences,
But no real improvements are
Because to control the superpowers need to maintain the imbalance.
Natives are slaughtered in homelands
By governments out new possessions.
Most of the of the so called developed nations
Has been gained at the expense of the World
From natural resources, both mineral and human,
been unscrupulously exploited.
Peoples' and dignity is burnt in Napalm
And flame-throwers.
The poor and are raped and tormented
By leaders who use power not to assist, but to oppress.
At the of a gloved hand
These can, and do,
young men to their death,
But not before others too have fallen from bayonets and guns.
Such armies are called 'peace keeping forces'.
The is as appalling as it is obvious.
The wealthy, educated, privileged and
Make the lives of those fortunate a complete misery.
Million upon of people are dying from malnutrition
Because, to stabilise their economies, governments destroy food rather giving it to the needy.
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"Let eat cake" said Marie Antoinette
As she the calf's blood from her lips.
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"Proud to be British" Margaret Thatcher
As she wiped the Falkland's from her hands.
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The ruling elite have no concept of it is to suffer want,
Yet it is they who are responsible.
In a world where there are people who can't afford a of bread,
These arrogant scabs drive in Bentleys and Rolls Royces.
Perhaps it amuses them to rub into the faces of the poor,
But there'll a time when such overt displays of wealth
Will not be tolerated by the in the street.
In a sane wealth and possession would not be an asset.
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A few years ago a politician was on the
Saying that no one in the UK suffered want.
Next day I saw an old man pleading for a of coal;
His wife was dying of and he was penniless.
Maybe in the morning, as the politician breakfast tea,
She lay cold and dead before the grate.
Every thousand of people die of hypothermia,
Too hungry, too cold, too poor to alive.
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At of national crisis it's always the poor who suffer.
"Back Britain" we're
As the rich get and the poor get poorer.
At of international crisis it's the same story.
"Back Britain" we're
As the rich get and the poor get killed.
In the of a nuclear crisis,
The rich will retreat to private bunkers with wealth and possessions.
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The injustice of inequality is by the church.
With its of finance from the gentry
The church has been obliged
To ensure that its flock servile.
"Repent ye sinners or be devoured in the of hell."
Those same flames that devoured their enemies in countless religious wars.
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So the church has marched hand in hand with the military
Casting its blessings upon the writhing of the battlefield.
Each stab of bayonet is word.
crash of steel is God's word.
Each torn limb and of blood is God's word.
For he so loved the he gave our only begotten sons.
Each sodden and sodding death is God's word.
For he so loved the world he gave our only sons.
For he so the world he gave our only begotten sons.
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In Christian societies are attended by representatives of the church.
Goggle-eyed before the gallows, the chair and the gas-chamber
They administer their blessing.
In America poison is injected the blood-stream.
Another dies, jacked up by the state.
Another advance for civilisation.
One step for man.
One giant for mankind.
For he so the world.
He gave us his begotten son
And we are expected so to do.
For he so the world.
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Violent, hypocrisy.
How is anyone to deal with these contradictions,
Confusions and lies? defy reason.
Oh yes, you can inwardly at the absurdity,
Satirise the obscenity, but the hysteria soon thin
And the wear a colder complexion.
can offer diversion,
But it real anger
And gets confronted.
We are by dangerous mad-people,
What's funny about for fucks sake?
The world is threatened with annihilation,
Is that something to be trivialased?
The world is constant threat.
Against this background of
We to create our own authority.
While being into conformity
We struggle to find our selves.
Of I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets,
But I don't to be one of them.
I to be an outsider,
At the same time I'd like to in out of the cold.
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overrules personal fears.
Against the of total destruction
We demand a sanity that save the world.
alone excludes us from the mainstream of thought.
History no solutions,
Quotes Mao or Stalin, Hitler or Marx
Simply the oppression.
I'm tired of experts,
of 'if onlys'.
They have always the same people,
visionless robots
Who would have us all share death.
is simply a justification for oppression,
Written by who practice it.
It is constantly changed and rewritten
To conform to the requirements of the elite.
A tempest of convenience that blasts across the bodies of the dead.
We receive at only filtered truths.
Most of what we see and is lies.
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The War was rewritten as it happened.
It was not a victory for the British spirit,
Nor an heroic of a fascist dictator.
It was a callous and piece of electioneering
to cover up horrific domestic problems.
At a when a peaceful settlement was a possibility,
Thatcher personally the sinking of the General Belgrado
Killing three hundred men
And horribly many more.
She did this because her neck required bloodshed
To prove her wisdom in the Task Force.
The history will not document her as a cold-blooded murderer.
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I'm of the dull rationalisation of the politicians.
Weighed down with sums and inadequacies
I feel only anger and hatred for them.
How can anyone so distorted?
How can anyone be so far real human values?
I feel only disgust for twisted minds.
How can be achieved through threats of violence?
kind of hope is there in that strait-jacket?
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The authority of who oppress us
Is supported, and defended
By those who are themselves the most
who, because they have no alternative, are in service to the rulers.
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How can I feel anger the squaddy?
down with his guns and inadequacies
I can feel only and bellied compassion.
How can be so distorted?
How can anyone be so far from human values?
I can only pity for his twisted mind.
How can be achieved if the poor fight to uphold
The of those who directly oppress them?
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We through one eye hoping the other won't see,
That way we only need deal a half of it.
Like ostriches, oblivious,
Not because we are, but we choose to be.
people see through the lies
But are too afraid to it.
It's so much easier to be the observer.
How longer can people afford to just sit by like this?
All the are there.
unemployment,
Recession, depression.
But who's Who cares?
Tamely the population is being led down the road to bondage.
Government is strengthening its powers.
Those who against it are ridiculed,
Discredited or and punished.
Those in power are cynical.
Rather than analysing the seriousness of the
They simply the army and police to combat it
They are for the inevitable response.
It happened in Brixton, and Moss Side.
It happens daily in Ireland.
Under regime there has been massive increases in police brutality.
In London police shot a man
Only to it was the wrong person.
We to inform you. Regret to inform you.
Regret to inform you. We regret to you
That today another Christ was in the back of the head.
We to inform you. Regret to inform you,
That another Christ, not yet ten years old, was today,
By agents of Her Majesty's Government, a plastic bullet.
They say that plastic bullets were not to kill,
do.
I say that human beings were not to kill, not us, not me;
We do.
We to inform you.
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1984 is a book the positive danger of totalitarianism,
Under Thatcher's unfeeling guidance the scenario is one early.
With the cold of the pin ball arcade
We're around as numbers by the hidden computers.
Software in the hardware. and filed.
We have no access to the information they have stored on us.
Ticker-tape alter egos, portraits.
We are another.
As individuals within that system we are arbitrary,
only for what can be taken from us.
Our is of no concern to the mega-corporations
Who determine the of our economic well-being.
Thatcher's policies require unemployment
Which makes her to 'support our boys' nothing but a fucking insult.
they were eight thousand miles away dying for her arrogance
She fabricated what was a complete of compassion.
they're at home, jobless on the streets,
She give a fuck for them.
Self determination and self are her big lines,
But just how much of that she offer to others
In her use of people?
She was prepared to risk peace
Saying that it was for the determination of the Falklanders,
Those same people who over a year ago
She was prepared to without a thought.
And now, for all her talk,
They are forced to in a fortress waiting for further hostilities.
Thatcher has sanctioned a loan of one hundred million pounds to Argentina
Claiming it was to stabilise world economy.
The of further Exocets and the development of nuclear potential
Should do much for world economy, but very for world security.
Just what the fuck was all bloodshed for?
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has signed away British self-determination in one single stroke.
She has agreed to install deadly cruise missiles on British
Over which the Americans total control.
The American military presence is solely
To limit nuclear war with Russia to the Theatre'.
Meanwhile we are the wicked lie of protection and deterrence.
war planners have repeatedly stated that they intend
To fight the Third War on European soil;
Cruise greatly increase the danger of that happening.
to avoid radar detection by skimming the earth's surface,
Cruise missiles are seen as the ideal strike weapon',
They also guarantee a massive response that make Britain into a nuclear desert.
Military is astounding. The experts seriously believe
That they will be able to war to the 'theatre'.
In particular show the world will be the stage,
be no encore.
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Thatcher and her talk of 'limited tactical response'
And 'executive action' causing damage'.
These are borrowed from their American counterparts
And are designed to mask the ugly that they describe.
In language 'collateral damage' simply means civilian deaths.
In the event of nuclear attack on Britain would amount to thirty-eight million people.
Is it any wonder that these crazy
Invent jargon to them in their studied madness?
Every year hundreds of innocent people still die horrific
As a result of the bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
It is probably an all out nuclear war
Would all life on planet Earth.
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We are not fantasy,
Nor doom.
We are talking of an existing
The one that we to exist around us.
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Defence Heseltine disputes the kind of information that we offer
Claiming that it has 'no in fact'.
There are no words to describe the contempt
That we feel for of his kind.
They sit in their of power
and perverting all human decency.
How can they be so blatant?
How can they be so hypocritical?
Who is Heseltine with his corrupt lies?
Who is this Thatcher her arrogant deceit?
These hideous mutants their shadows
all that is worthwhile and good.
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Cruise missile will be installed because Thatcher has some kind of deal with Reagan.
We will probably never know the details of arrangement.
It will almost certainly some kind of economic juggling act,
The massive turning political thumbscrews
On U.S. in Britain.
Russian in Afghanistan are nothing
Compared with the bargaining of American capital in the UK.
Whatever the nature of deal is,
It has made into America's front line,
The State, with no rights of citizenship.
To many people might not matter,
Fed from birth on American propaganda and trash,
The levels are low.
As long as we accept American domination
We can no real advance.
We are being sold the line.
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To many the missiles and warheads might not matter.
To many people reality is too huge to contemplate,
Yet for all people the reality constantly in nightmares.
In the state we are expected to accept those nightmares.
Is this really all we can hope for as life?
Is this all that we can hope for as death?
our lives don't matter that much,
But why impose our madness on generations?
Or is it perhaps that you no longer believe that there will be generations?
In your passive of it
You already allowed the holocaust to happen.
The is ended.
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We are not fantasy,
Nor doom.
We are talking of an reality,
The one we allow to exist around us.
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The nuclear hardware produces in the last three
pollute the Earth for thousands of years.
A nuclear war destroy it.
Is that why the cherry blossom?
You are and corrupting.
In them to the nuclear nightmare
Are you willing to accept the of tomorrow's unborn?
know nothing of this sorrow.
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Suffer children to come unto me.
Suffer little children to unto me.
Suffer little to come unto me.
little children to come unto me.
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In your refusal to act against these dangers
You are guilty of being the gutless observer.
Are you so inhuman you will let this happen?
Just a helpless bystander waving your flag in acceptance?
Take up eyes and see.
up your ears and hear.
Take up your and think.
up your life and act.
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It is up to us all as responsible of Earth
To work towards the of the powerful elite.
Their rule has dreadful suffering.
Their insanity all reason and compassion,
lie, trick and manipulate.
They are the maggots in the of decency,
The vultures pick at the bones of hope,
The of famine, war, pestilence, and death.
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They be stopped.
Why should die for their insanity?
Why people starve for their insanity?
Why should people the spitefulness of their greed?
We must not be intimidated by the authority that appear to have.
We be prepared to oppose them on every level,
To fight back in the that if we don't
We will failed in our responsibility to life itself.
It has happened
That the powerless have risen the oppressor
to be beaten back.
But there have been cases where they succeeded.
is a just cause,
It is up to one of us, alone, to do our best.
We learn to overcome our fears.
We must realise that the strength that have
Is the that we give them.
It is you, the passive observer who has given them power.
You are being used and
And be discarded as soon as they've bled what they want from you. You must learn to live with your own conscience,
own morality,
own decision,
own self.
You can do it.
There is no but yourself.
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One squaddy, burnt in the Falklands War,
Was by Prince Charles during a presentation.
"Get soon" said the Prince, to witch the squaddy replied,
"Yes Sir, I will".