- 1
Crass - Punk Is Dead
- 2
Crass - Do They Owe Us A Living?
- 3
Crass - Asylum
- 4
Crass - Big A, Little a
- 5
Crass - Immortal Death
- 6
Crass - Rival Tribal Rebel Revel
- 7
Crass - Securicor
- 8
Crass - System
- 9
Crass - Systematic Death
- 10
Crass - 10 Notes On A Summer's Day
- 11
Crass - Angela Rippon
- 12
Crass - Angels
- 13
Crass - Arlington 73
- 14
Crass - Banned From The Roxy
- 15
Crass - Bata Motel
- 16
Crass - Beg Your Pardon
- 17
Crass - Berkertex Bribe
- 18
Crass - Big Man, Big M.A.N.
- 19
Crass - Birth Control 'N' Rock 'N' Roll
- 20
Crass - Bloody Revolutions
- 21
Crass - Bomb Plus Bomb Tape
- 22
Crass - Bumhooler
- 23
Crass - Buy Now Pay As You Go
- 24
Crass - Chairman Of The Bored
- 25
Crass - Contaminational Power
- 26
Crass - Crutch Of Society
- 27
Crass - Darling
- 28
Crass - Deadhead
- 29
Crass - Demoncrats
- 30
Crass - Do They Owe Us A Living? (Well?...Do They?)
- 31
Crass - Don't Get Caught
- 32
Crass - Don't Tell Me You Care
- 33
Crass - Dry Weather
- 34
Crass - End Result
- 35
Crass - Fight War, Not Wars
- 36
Crass - First Woman
- 37
Crass - Fun Going On
- 38
Crass - G's Song
- 39
Crass - General Bacardi
- 40
Crass - Gotcha
- 41
Crass - Have A Nice Day
- 42
Crass - Health Surface
- 43
Crass - Heard Too Much About
- 44
Crass - How Does It Feel?
- 45
Crass - Hurry Up Garry (The Parsons Farted)
- 46
Crass - I Ain't Thick, It's Just A Trick
- 47
Crass - I Know There Is Love
- 48
Crass - It's The Greatest Working Class Rip-Off
- 49
Crass - Major General Despair
- 50
Crass - Mother Earth
- 51
Crass - Mother Love
- 52
Crass - Nagasaki Is Yesterday's Dog-End
- 53
Crass - Nagasaki Nightmare
- 54
Crass - Nineteen Eighty Bore
- 55
Crass - Our Wedding
- 56
Crass - Poison In A Pretty Pill
- 57
Crass - Reality Asylum
- 58
Crass - Reality Whitewash
- 59
Crass - Reject Of Society
- 60
Crass - Rival Tribal Revel Rebel (Pt. 2)
- 61
Crass - Rival Tribal Revel Revel
- 62
Crass - Sentiment (White Feathers)
- 63
Crass - Sentimental (White Feathers)
- 64
Crass - Shaved Women
- 65
Crass - Sheep Farming In The Falklands
- 66
Crass - Sheep Farming In The Falklands Flexi
- 67
Crass - Sheepfarming in the Falklands
- 68
Crass - Smash The Mac
- 69
Crass - Smother Love
- 70
Crass - So What
- 71
Crass - Sucks
- 72
Crass - The Gasman Cometh
- 73
Crass - They've Got A Bomb
- 74
Crass - They've Got Bomb
- 75
Crass - Time Out
- 76
Crass - Tired
- 77
Crass - Upright Citizen
- 78
Crass - Walls (Fun In The Oven)
- 79
Crass - What A Shame
- 80
Crass - What The Fuck
- 81
Crass - Where Next Columbus?
- 82
Crass - White Punks On Hope
- 83
Crass - Women
- 84
Crass - Yes Sir, I Will
- 85
Crass - You Can Be Who?
- 86
Crass - You Pay
- 87
Crass - You're Already Dead
- 88
Crass - You've Got Big Hands
Systematic Death
Crass
Death in life.
System, system, system.
The surgeons knife.
System, system, system.
Hacking at the cord.
System, system, system.
A child is born.
Poor little fucker, poor little kid,
Never asked for life, no she never did.
Poor little baby, poor little mite,
Crying out for food as her parents fight.
Crying out for food as her parents fight.
System, system, system.
Send him to school.
System, system, system.
Force him to crawl.
System, system, system.
Teach him how to cheat.
System, system, system.
Kick him off his feet.
Poor little schoolboy, poor little lad,
They'll pat him if he's good and they'll beat him if he's bad.
Poor little kiddy, poor little chap,
They'll force feed his mind with their useless crap.
They'll force feed his mind with their useless crap.
System, system, system.
They'll teach her how to cook.
System, system, system.
Teach her how to look.
System, system, system.
They'll teach her all the tricks,
System, system, system.
Create another victim for their greasy pricks.
Poor little girly, poor little wench,
Another little object to prod and pinch.
Poor little sweety, poor little filly,
They'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly.
They'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly.
System, system, system.
He's grown to be a man.
System, system, system.
Taugh to fit the plan.
System, system, system.
Forty years of jobs.
System, system, system.
Pushing little buttons, pulling little knobs.
Poor fucking worker, poor little serf,
Working like a mule for half of what he's worth.
Poor fucking grafter, poor little gent,
Working for the cash that he's already spent.
Working for the cash that he's already spent.
He's selling his life,
She's his loyal wife,
Timid as a mouse,
She's got her litlle house,
He's got his little car,
And they share the cocktail bar
She likes to cook his meals,
You know, something that appeals.
Sometimes he works til late
So his supper has to wait,
But she doesn't really mind
Cos he's getting overtime.
He likes to put a bit away
Just for that rainy day,
Cos every little counts
As the cost of living mounts.
They do the pools each week
Hoping for that lucky break.
Then they'd take a trip abroad,
Do all the things they can't afford.
She'd really like to have a fur,
He's like a bigger car.
They could buy a bungalow,
With a Georgian door for show.
He might think of leaving work,
But no, he wouldn't like a shirk.
He'd much prefer to stay
And get his honest days pay.
He's got a life of work ahead,
There's no rest for the dead.
She's tried to make it nice,
He's said thankyou once or twice.
System, system, system.
Deprived of any hope.
System, system, system.
Taught they couldn't cope.
System, system, system.
Slaves right from the start.
System, system, system.
Til death do them part.
Poor little fuckers, what a sorry pair,
Had their lives stolen, but they didn't really care.
Poor little darlings, just your ordinary folks,
Victims of the system and it's cruel jokes.
Victims of the system and it's cruel jokes.
The couple views the wreckage
And dreams of home sweet home,
They'd almost paid the mortgage,
Then the system dropped its bomb.