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Crass - Banned From The Roxy
- 2
Crass - Bloody Revolutions
- 3
Crass - Big A, Little a
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Crass - Do They Owe Us A Living?
- 5
Crass - So What
- 6
Crass - Punk Is Dead
- 7
Crass - Shaved Women
- 8
Crass - White Punks On Hope
- 9
Crass - Asylum
- 10
Crass - Do They Owe Us A Living? (Well?...Do They?)
- 11
Crass - Don't Get Caught
- 12
Crass - Health Surface
- 13
Crass - Mother Earth
- 14
Crass - Nagasaki Nightmare
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Crass - Systematic Death
- 16
Crass - Time Out
- 17
Crass - You Pay
- 18
Crass - 10 Notes On A Summer's Day
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Crass - Angela Rippon
- 20
Crass - Angels
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Crass - Arlington 73
- 22
Crass - Bata Motel
- 23
Crass - Beg Your Pardon
- 24
Crass - Berkertex Bribe
- 25
Crass - Big Man, Big M.A.N.
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Crass - Birth Control 'N' Rock 'N' Roll
- 27
Crass - Bomb Plus Bomb Tape
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Crass - Bumhooler
- 29
Crass - Buy Now Pay As You Go
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Crass - Chairman Of The Bored
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Crass - Contaminational Power
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Crass - Crutch Of Society
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Crass - Darling
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Crass - Deadhead
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Crass - Demoncrats
- 36
Crass - Don't Tell Me You Care
- 37
Crass - Dry Weather
- 38
Crass - End Result
- 39
Crass - Fight War, Not Wars
- 40
Crass - First Woman
- 41
Crass - Fun Going On
- 42
Crass - G's Song
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Crass - General Bacardi
- 44
Crass - Gotcha
- 45
Crass - Have A Nice Day
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Crass - Heard Too Much About
- 47
Crass - How Does It Feel?
- 48
Crass - Hurry Up Garry (The Parsons Farted)
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Crass - I Ain't Thick, It's Just A Trick
- 50
Crass - I Know There Is Love
- 51
Crass - Immortal Death
- 52
Crass - It's The Greatest Working Class Rip-Off
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Crass - Major General Despair
- 54
Crass - Mother Love
- 55
Crass - Nagasaki Is Yesterday's Dog-End
- 56
Crass - Nineteen Eighty Bore
- 57
Crass - Our Wedding
- 58
Crass - Poison In A Pretty Pill
- 59
Crass - Reality Asylum
- 60
Crass - Reality Whitewash
- 61
Crass - Reject Of Society
- 62
Crass - Rival Tribal Rebel Revel
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Crass - Rival Tribal Revel Rebel (Pt. 2)
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Crass - Rival Tribal Revel Revel
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Crass - Securicor
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Crass - Sentiment (White Feathers)
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Crass - Sentimental (White Feathers)
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Crass - Sheep Farming In The Falklands
- 69
Crass - Sheep Farming In The Falklands Flexi
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Crass - Sheepfarming in the Falklands
- 71
Crass - Smash The Mac
- 72
Crass - Smother Love
- 73
Crass - Sucks
- 74
Crass - System
- 75
Crass - The Gasman Cometh
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Crass - They've Got A Bomb
- 77
Crass - They've Got Bomb
- 78
Crass - Tired
- 79
Crass - Upright Citizen
- 80
Crass - Walls (Fun In The Oven)
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Crass - What A Shame
- 82
Crass - What The Fuck
- 83
Crass - Where Next Columbus?
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Crass - Women
- 85
Crass - Yes Sir, I Will
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Crass - You Can Be Who?
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Crass - You're Already Dead
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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.
