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Riddle me who, riddle me why, answer me this
Who owns the chains that bind your wrists Riddle me who, riddle me why, answer again Riddle me who built the machine That washed your brain Like parents did before them Your parents did the same They said do your best, you must pass the test You must learn to play the game They scrimped and saved and suffered To send you off to school But if they'd had the cash They could've brought the class And a different set of rules Chorus Riddle me who ..... Etc They taught a simple system Why they had and you had not They said know your place, you can't win the race Life's an auction you're the lot If you'd ever thought to question They would never answer you why When they buy your sweat, you are in their debt And they own you till you die Chorus Riddle me who .... Etc You took hook line and sinker Everything they fed Worked day and night, for most your life To earn their daily bread Now your old and weary And you lay you down to sleep With body worn and spirit torn What's left is yours to keep |
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We'll raise the price of parking fines
A boost for the economy If that don't work we close the mines And starve the poor of industry As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got We proved again we rule the waves A blow for white democracy That Britains never shall be slaves So long as they agree with me As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got We'll close the roads, divide the land Put out the rage that burns within Break the link of dirty hands At any cost we'll always win As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got Keep them poor and wanting more Deprive them of their basic rights The hunger banging at their door Will take away their will to fight As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got As always you were wrong again To us a little seems a lot Don't turn your back on desperate men Cause we can see how much you've got |
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Chorus:
If it happens again I'm leaving I'll pack my things and go. If it happens again there'll be no looking back I won't say "I told you so" You did what were told and you took the strain Been left out in the cold Got yourself to blame But believe me, if it happens again I'm leaving If it stays the same I'm gone When you're stabben in the back and there's salt in the wound Then it's time to move along Chorus No more spanners in the works, all the work's been done Had your face rubbed in the dirt On show for everyone But believe me, if it happens again I'm leaving If it stays the same I'm gone When compromise is the song that you sing It's been going on too long. Chorus |
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When me reach me yard me got one thing on me mind, To hold me little woman and fe make her feel irie. Be play album, dub plate, and forty-five For dat's the kind of riddim that keeps me alive. Me turn on fe me radio some a chat 'bout dat But I know more than D.J. so I nah play you dat. Chorus Me tek a 'D' and a 'U' an' a 'B' - not 'E' That thing there is special to me. Me listen in the morning, also in the night For dat form of music is out-a-sight. The newest form of music is easy to see It start with a 'D' and end with a 'B' Dub in a de morning and dub in a de night Mek the whole neighbourhood feel alright, feel alright When me reach me yard me got one thing on me mind, To hold me little woman and fe mek her feel irie. When me reach me yard me got one thing on me mind, To hold me little woman and fe mek her feel irie. Chorus Rock in a de dance, me seh fe give dub a chance, Rock in de blues, you know you jus' can't lose. A dub me a defend, on dub i can depend Check out dis yah music and run tell yo' friend. We don't want rock 'n' roll and we got enough soul, We don't want rock 'n' roll and we got enough soul. Bass is beutiful if it's clean, But dis yah dub music, man it well mean. No bother follow friend and ignore dub again. It's simple, but effective, can't you see? A lot of people catch on in 'eighty-three. Now is 'eighty-four and you must know the score, Anything me chat, you know the people bawl 'more.' Me jump 'pon de graphics, don't get vex' All me have a total concept to make you feel Irie. To make you feel Irie. |
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A smile for every passing car
And when they stop with door ajar She shrugs and whispers que sera And turns her thoughts to the pillow Her face is etched with memories She finds now joy amid the sleaze It's hard when you've been paid to please So she turns her thoughts to the pillow Chorus Daylight comes she rests her head The beauty of an empty bed She dreams of happy days instead Of brooding on tomorrow She swapped her dreams of shining knights For pushers, bars and money fights For nameless faces in red light So she turns her head to the pillow Those black eyes don't hurt any more She's heard the jokes and jibes before She's felt the long arm of the law So she turns her head to the pillow Chorus Daylight comes ..... Etc Taking drugs was not for fun It made her feel like going on But now she hurts when its all gone And she turns her head to the pillow She take a blade and breaks her skin Sweet life force flows from within The white clouds in her head grow dim And she turns her head to the pillow Chorus Sunlight creeps across her head Pale beauty in a crimson bed No dreams of happy days ahead She'll have no more tomorrows |
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Like the seasons you change your mind
It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. I remember those days Oh, so long ago Like the first time I took you To a picture show Or the first time I kissed you Beneath the moonlit sky I put my hand on my heart Like the seasons you change your mind I thought I'd die It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Yes, you were for me It was plain to see I knew in my heart You were the one for me Though people used to try To get us down As time goes on We're still around Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. We had our share Of ups and downs We had our share Of nights on the town The days were short But the nights were long My love for you It grew so strong Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. But as we grew old Your love turned cold Gone are the days Of glitter and gold I work so hard To keep you mine Now all I have is Nothing but time Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind It seems like loving you is a crime. Like the seasons you change your mind |
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We can drag you out of bed in the middle of the night
Drive tanks along your street looking for a flight We can put you in a cell an dash away the key Make you stand against the wall torture chamber stylee The reason is simple, it's obvious to see We can shoot at you but you can't kill we Don't you see, don't you see, your not an army The reason is simple, it's obvious to see Right is on your side but the media's with we Don`t you see, don't you see, your not an army The thing you must remember since these troubles first began Were supported by a tax paying population And if the rest of this world is against we It's a fact that the people of this country won't see They can give you a trial by military But you won't be sentenced politically You'll be beat by other prisoners for political views But you just another killer when we read it in the news |
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I've been listening to what you said
And wondering if it could be true If it's as bad as you say out there I'll leave the going out to you Statistics prove its not too bright To walk the darker streets at night Or to talk to people you don't know My worlds become a horror show There's a murder in my living room My child is watching avidly Should I venture out tonight Tomorrow he'll be watching me You pay your money take your choice But every channel plays the same The audience hears his master's voice Keeps him scared and keeps him tame I'm not believing all I see Fabrications on T.V. Distort the news, feed us your views I'm not fooled so easily |
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Oh doctor help me please
I'm dying, crippled with disease My Body's aching limb to limb My bones are glowing through my skin When I look up into black skies Mushrooms grow before my eyes Doctor save me if you can I'm a desperate man repeat As he lay thinking he was dead A burning pain short through his head He looked into those tired old eyes Heard forty years of anguished cries And this doctor said Your eyes were open But you shut them with your mouth You always heard But you weren't doing the screaming You'd only just woken But Already, you'd forgotten, What you were dreaming Such a sad case The failure of a human race |
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