- 1
Crass - Punk Is Dead
- 2
Crass - So What
- 3
Crass - Asylum
- 4
Crass - Angels
- 5
Crass - Do They Owe Us A Living?
- 6
Crass - Systematic Death
- 7
Crass - 10 Notes On A Summer's Day
- 8
Crass - Angela Rippon
- 9
Crass - Big A, Little a
- 10
Crass - End Result
- 11
Crass - General Bacardi
- 12
Crass - Mother Earth
- 13
Crass - Reject Of Society
- 14
Crass - They've Got A Bomb
- 15
Crass - White Punks On Hope
- 16
Crass - Banned From The Roxy
- 17
Crass - Berkertex Bribe
- 18
Crass - Fight War, Not Wars
- 19
Crass - G's Song
- 20
Crass - Have A Nice Day
- 21
Crass - Nagasaki Nightmare
- 22
Crass - Our Wedding
- 23
Crass - Reality Asylum
- 24
Crass - Rival Tribal Rebel Revel
- 25
Crass - Securicor
- 26
Crass - Shaved Women
- 27
Crass - Sucks
- 28
Crass - Time Out
- 29
Crass - Walls (Fun In The Oven)
- 30
Crass - What A Shame
- 31
Crass - Women
- 32
Crass - You Pay
- 33
Crass - You're Already Dead
- 34
Crass - Arlington 73
- 35
Crass - Bata Motel
- 36
Crass - Beg Your Pardon
- 37
Crass - Big Man, Big M.A.N.
- 38
Crass - Birth Control 'N' Rock 'N' Roll
- 39
Crass - Bloody Revolutions
- 40
Crass - Bomb Plus Bomb Tape
- 41
Crass - Bumhooler
- 42
Crass - Buy Now Pay As You Go
- 43
Crass - Chairman Of The Bored
- 44
Crass - Contaminational Power
- 45
Crass - Crutch Of Society
- 46
Crass - Darling
- 47
Crass - Deadhead
- 48
Crass - Demoncrats
- 49
Crass - Do They Owe Us A Living? (Well?...Do They?)
- 50
Crass - Don't Get Caught
- 51
Crass - Don't Tell Me You Care
- 52
Crass - Dry Weather
- 53
Crass - First Woman
- 54
Crass - Fun Going On
- 55
Crass - Gotcha
- 56
Crass - Health Surface
- 57
Crass - Heard Too Much About
- 58
Crass - How Does It Feel?
- 59
Crass - Hurry Up Garry (The Parsons Farted)
- 60
Crass - I Ain't Thick, It's Just A Trick
- 61
Crass - I Know There Is Love
- 62
Crass - Immortal Death
- 63
Crass - It's The Greatest Working Class Rip-Off
- 64
Crass - Major General Despair
- 65
Crass - Mother Love
- 66
Crass - Nagasaki Is Yesterday's Dog-End
- 67
Crass - Nineteen Eighty Bore
- 68
Crass - Poison In A Pretty Pill
- 69
Crass - Reality Whitewash
- 70
Crass - Rival Tribal Revel Rebel (Pt. 2)
- 71
Crass - Rival Tribal Revel Revel
- 72
Crass - Sentiment (White Feathers)
- 73
Crass - Sentimental (White Feathers)
- 74
Crass - Sheep Farming In The Falklands
- 75
Crass - Sheep Farming In The Falklands Flexi
- 76
Crass - Sheepfarming in the Falklands
- 77
Crass - Smash The Mac
- 78
Crass - Smother Love
- 79
Crass - System
- 80
Crass - The Gasman Cometh
- 81
Crass - They've Got Bomb
- 82
Crass - Tired
- 83
Crass - Upright Citizen
- 84
Crass - What The Fuck
- 85
Crass - Where Next Columbus?
- 86
Crass - Yes Sir, I Will
- 87
Crass - You Can Be Who?
- 88
Crass - You've Got Big Hands
Banned From The Roxy
Crass
I never much liked playing there anyway.
They said they only wanted well behaved boys,
Do they think guitars and microphones are just fucking toys?
Fuck 'em, i chosen to make my stand,
Against what i feel is wrong with this land.
They just sit there on their overfed arses,
Feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes.
They keep their fucking power cause their finger's on the button,
They've got control and won't let it be forgotten.
The truth of their reality is at the wrong end of a gun,
The proof of that is belfast and that's no fucking fun.
Seeing the squaddy lying in the front yard,
Seeing the machine guns resting on the fence.
Finding the entrance to your own front door is barred
And they've got the fucking nerve to call it defence.
Seems their defence is just the threat of strength,
Protection for the privileged at any length.
The government protecting their profits from the poor,
The rich and the fortunate chaining up the door.
Afraid that the people may ask for a little more
Than the shit they get. the shit they get.
The shit they get. the shit they get.
The shit they get. the shit they get.
The shit they get. the shit they get.
Defence? shit, it's nothing less then war
And no one but the government knows what the fuck it's for.
Oh yes they say it's defence, they say it's decency,
Mai lai, hiroshima, know what i mean?
The same fucking lies with depressing frequency,
They say "we had to do it to keep our lives clean"
Well whose like? whose fucking life?
Who the fuck are they talking to?
Whose life? whose fucking life?
I tell you one thing, it ain't me and you.
And their system, christ, they're everywhere,
School, army, church, corporation deal.
A fucked up reality based on fear,
A fucking conspiracy to stop you feeling real.
Well ain't got me, i'd say their fucking wrong,
I ain't quite ready with my gun, but i've got my song...
Banned from the roxy, well o.k.
I never much liked playing there anyway.
Guns.
