REBELS
AND KINGS
From Rebels and Kings.
Medieval writer can not hide
the people fighting for their pride
Northwind blowing through the skin
planet of death, sun of ruin The king hears
the drums
he can taste defeat
Flames in the sky give a cold dark heat
rythm of revenge calms the savage beast
Outside on the street
everybody is dancing to the rebel beat The beggars offer
him their mony
his hounds are to afraid to bark
Can't understand his loyal subjects
fear holds the key and not respect the king hears
the drums
he can taste defeat
Flames in the sky give a cold dark heat
rythm of revenge calms the savage beast
outside on the street
everybody is dancing to the rebel beat Have I learned
to fly now?
As the king walks to the gallows
the jester wipes away a smile
A minstrel lurking in the shadows
the guilty slain without a trial the funarel tems
becomes a rhapsody
flames in the sky show the legacy
rythm of change a chance to meet
meanwhile on the street
everybody is dancing to the rebel beat RESURRECTION
They said our feelings were too strong
Our concern would only drag us down
They laughed at all the boys and girls
Who cried the tears to baptise the world
Tears to baptise the world
Some got rick because they were used
Perfect youth cult so abused
We all gathered to dance and applaud
We cried out no one heard us call
No one heard us call Try to bury the
legend, it's time for the resurrection
Tomorrow's forever, so look ahead
There's more to life than playing dead
Like the neon that lights up the night
Pride and hope once again burn bright
Are you ready for the ressurgence of the unconquered contingent
They'll give the torch to carry, alright
But the unworthy shall bathe in its light
The rich mans gain is the punks loss
You carry the banner that becomes a cross
Banner that becomes a cross We've got something
to shout about
We are the immortal cult
No more fighting, this time stay together
Look ahead, tomorrow's for ever
Tomorrow's forever Write an epitaph
for us all
We'll sit back and calculate your fall
A new strength you could never explain
Born again from your dying pain We're no pathetic fashion
We're the ultimate faction
We've found ourselves, it's not too late
Strength and unity with our only faith
ROCK
'N' ROLL MASSACRE
A little sister of the holding
company
Her future cut short, accidental O.D.
Rock`n´roll massacre
Rock`n´roll massacre Jumping jack flash
found a watery grave
A spotlight on you, that´s how you behave
In a purple haze turn to another pill
Choke on your own vomit, die in notting hill Bible-pusher´s
son was alright then
For a backstreet Crawler the flight didn´t end There´s no point
in saying it´s over
Or that we learnt our lesson well
Whose grave next to sanctify?
Remember the CHELSEA HOTEL SCARRED
FOR LIFE
The face wasn't familiar
Unlike his introduction
What should have been an act of love
becomes an act of destruction Shame will never
heal you
There's nowhere left to hide
Scarred for life, scarred for life
Wither away little victim
victim of the night
Scarred for life, scarred for life Something always
brings it back
That unprovoked attack
A face contoured too obscene
Left you shivering and unclean There's always
someone behind
That someone's only in your mind
Now repulsed by every touch
Someone hurt you far too much Words so sweet
leave you unmoved
No caress could ever soothe
Add on self-mutilation
To the brutal violation SOMEONE
ELSE
I ty to get
my foot on the ladder
try climbing up the greasy pole
one step forward,ten steps backwards
retrograde rock 'n' roll It's
so hard living on the breadline
harder still if you're stuck below
lose your mind in the daily grind
oh what a way to go CHORUS
Someone else has all our money
someone else is cashing in
honesty's no policy
for hangers on and middle men So
keep your mouth shut and just listen
everybody's standing still
you telephone your words of wisdom
but words won't pay my bills You
got where you are because of me
I'll get there inspite of you
'though I have to work ten times harder
to be told I'm half as good SO
WHAT FOR THE 80s
Hello, good evening-a homely face
To tell stories of disaster and disgrace
In the privacy of your own home
You can't even smell the burning Rome So What for the
eighties
What for the eighties
What for the eighties
What for the eighties No law and order
on our streets
In the hands of liars and cheats
No job, no future's now for real
Just time to fight and time to steal No worry, no cause
for concern
Our rulers manager on what they earn
Parties and functions every night
It's okay Jack, -I'm alright So What for the
eighties STAND
STRONG STAND PROUD
They´ll tell you now you´re old
enough
You should settle down
They´ll take away your dignity
So you´ll always face the ground Stand strong
stand proud
Chant your feelings loud
Stand strong stand proud
Don´t accept the crowd
Stand strong stand proud
We´ll rise and they shall fall
Stand strong stand proud
One day we´ll show them all They´ll offer
an alternative
Promises that never end
But is it what you really want?
Their smiles are all pretence They think they´ll
get you on the cheap
But who are they to tell?
It´s time for you to up your price
You´ve only got yourself` They´ll say that
all you lived for
Has deserted you and died
Within you it will always live
Your source of strength and pride STERILE
You'd rather ruin two lives
Then prevent a potential
Can't make up her own mind
Only a slip of a girl Starving babes
don't matter
To the fat who get fatter
The Health Service will provide
Some valium where she can hide
A punishment for the mistake
That she did not make
They don't practice what they preach
Just gorge on living meat You'll decide
her fate for her
Because you're no murderer
Self-rightous and infertile
You'll cut her and make her sterile Though inside
it don't kick
They'll perform scalpel tricks
Worry furrows in the forehead
When they tell you life is dead STREET
CRED
Tell yourself you're special
Mr.Individual
feed your little ego
be a paper hero Street cred's long dead
huge success for excess Max Factor man
too safe,two faced
corporate clone's monotone means nothing New
face on the cover
think he's someones brother
catalogue of boredom
telling us we want some Same
message
re-packaged
same message
re-packaged SUBMERGE
You're average you're
nothing much
they like you cold and untouched
killers of dreams and self esteem
human being or work machine? There
is an empty space
right where your soul should be
there's only dark disgrace
right where the sun should be Close
confined
slaves to the grind
all defined
by narrow minds
afraid to fall
afraid of pain
only born
to die again There
is an empty space
right where your soul should be
there's only dark disgrace
right where the sun should be Left
over lives still in their cages
left over lives
unwritten pages There's
only dark disgrace
warn out and wasted......... | 
