BUSINESS - Suburban rebels (1983)

Get Out While You Can
Blind Justice
Work Or Riot
The Employers Blacklist
Nobody Listened
Mortgage Mentality
Guttersnipe
Suburban Rebels
Real Enemy
Another Rebel Dead
Sabotage the Hunt
Harry May
Drinking and Driving

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Get Out While You Can
You never question, you never ask why
You never listen, you never try
Never wanting to make a stand
With people like you humanity's damned

Get out while you can
Get out while you can
Get out while you can
Get out
Bomb could drop, but you don't care
The cupboards empty, but you won't share
People repressed but you don't see
The normal attitude sickens me

Blind Justice
Burn, Burn, Burn the paper screamed out loud
Die, Die, Die, sang the voices in the crowd
Lock him up and throw him in a cell
He didn't really do it and you know full well
So, burn, burn, burn the papers screamed out loud
Die, Die, Die sang the voices in the crowd

And when it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero

He was a victim of inhuman revenge
He was a scapegoat for political ends
And no one knows if he did it or not
They never thought of that when they tightened the knot
So, burn, burn, burn the papers screamed out loud
Die, Die, Die sang the voices in the crowd

And when it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero

Burn, burn, burn the papers screamed out loud
Die, die, die sang the voices in the crowd
Lock him up and throw him in a cell
He didn't really do it and you know full well
He didn't do it, He didn't do it
He wasn't there but you don't really care

Work Or Riot
The winter of discontent's nearing
Thatchers got trouble with her hearing
The voices of many are going unheard
I'd try to laugh if it wasn't absurd

This generation won't keep quiet
Work, work, Work or Riot
The time is now to unite,
Work, work, work or Riot

The generation sit cold and die
Feed their facts and live the lie
In the papers everyday
So many rebels being put away
Have you ever heard punk on radio?
Have you ever been to a skinhead show?
No escape for the people like you
Did that happen in your time too?

The Employers Blacklist
Job chances seem very thin
It's a losing battle we must all win
The C.B.I. are winning keep down the pay
Mysterious people calling early in the day
The "x" has appeared another lost life
No tears are shed for the children and wife
The dailys ignore it or treat it with fact
Still when have they been know to report fact

In our country so fair and free
So say the holders of the economy
There is a monster said not to exist
They call it the employers blacklist

Nobody really knows what's going on
Be a rebel and you'll always be wrong
Same old side of the story told to the screen
The government is too wise to be tricked
Anyone too clever has got to be nicked
You listen to this and you think I'm sick
Well if you think that mug, you must be think

Nobody Listened
Didn't want the dole money in his hand
So he formed a chaos band
He didn't depend on anyone
He wanted to have some fun

Johnny took a chance that's what he said
Nobody Listened and now he's dead
He didn't want no boring job
Or to become part of the mob
He didn't rely on anyone
and so became a kid on the run
He was the one who led the crowd
The law said his voice was too loud
They're determined to make him pay
And later that night he passed away

Mortgage Mentality
I run a shop upon the hill
I give out orders at my will
People do as they're told
Till the day that they're old
Apart from the work, life's a toss
Cos at home my wife's the boss
I've got mortgage and all the loans
And a wife 3 kids and moans

Mortgage Mentality,
Mortgage Mentality...

I'm not really the one in charge
For this shop is much too large
I just wouldn't know what to do
I'm just another fool
For the guvnor it's plain to see
That's it's just got to be me
I'm the one with all the debts
So I've got to be the best bet

Guttersnipe
You preach anarchy, but you make the rules
Setting up heroes like celluloid fools
In 20 lines you put the the world to right
You're anti war, but you wanna fight

Guttersnipe, Guttersnipe
you ain't so right
you ain't worth, ain't worth a light...

You spread the lies to hide the truth
leaders of the misled youth
Promote the myth to hide the vice
Intellects who don't think twice

Guttersnipe, Guttersnipe
you ain't so right
you ain't worth, ain't worth a light...

You got your badges, you've got your causes
Label under civilian forces
In black and white upon your face
There's nothing but an empty space

Suburban Rebels
They're the sons and daughters of well off bankers
Tom Robinsons' army of trendy wankers
Flared blue jeans and anoraks
With yellow streaks all down their backs
Who act so tough when their on TV
But trendy wankers don't scare me

Oi!, Oi! Oi! Chosen few
This is what we think of you
Suburban rebels playing at reds
You would be urban terrorists
You don't scare us with your badges and banners
You know fuck all about heavy manners

You're the middle class kiddies from public schools
Who write the slogans on the toilet walls
Like Tony Benn's clones in plastic masks
You wave a hammer and sickle, never Union Jacks
Got lots of mouth when your in a crowd
But when your alone you don't speak loud

Real Enemy
Reality punk is all together
Fighting each other just ain't clever
You've got the wrong enemy picking on a friend
If we don't stand together then this is the end

Today's youth stand together
In your combat oi! and leather
There's a cause a cause to fight
Not each other we must unite

Fight the real enemy...

Banned from the pubs every night
Same old story will you ever see the light
Everyone together now listen to me
Don't fight each other fight the real enemy

Another Rebel Dead
They found him in the lane
With cocaine in his brain
They found him on his own
Someone saw him lying there
I heard what was said
Another rebel dead
They say he killed himself
But it was someone else
His name was on their list
And now he don't exist
He didn't stand a chance
Upon his grave they dance
They were determined to blow him out
And so the papers read
That Johnny Smith was dead
A little girl asked why
And made her brother cry
Why did they make him go that way?

Sabotage the Hunt
Lying in wait they come
Dressed in red of course having fun
Trumpets blow height of their day
Fox will die if they have their way

Sabotage, sabotage, sabotage the hunt today
Sabotage, sabotage, sabotage it anyway

Here they come with horse n' hounds
Middle class murders must be blocked
Destruction of wildlife must be stopped
Go near their houses and you're kicked
Try to stop 'em and you'll be nicked
They're protected by the law
All we do is watch in awe!

Harry May
Harry runs his business
From above the dodgy Ino
His brother is a chemist
It's a front for Anadin

What's his name? Harry May
What's his name? Harry May
Harry, Harry, Harry May
Harry, Harry, Harry May...

Harry's got a roller
A shooter in the boot
Killing is his living
It's where he makes his loot
Now he's turned 60
He's given up his shooter
And he's always on the piss

Drinking and Driving
Half past 5 I'm in the pub
Six O'clock it's home for grub
Eight O'clock I'm back to the bar
Sod the walk I'll take the car

Knock it back and have another one
Drinking and driving is so much fun...

In the motor off you go
Not too fast and not too slow
Keep your head and keep your cool
Must avoid that rightful pull

As you meander down the road
Don't forget your highway code
See the spot and take your pick
Out of the car to be sick!