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Crass - "Rival Tribal Rebel Revel"
Lyrics to Rival Tribal Rebel Revel : Cor blimey Cor blimey guvnor Im the bigun Cop an eyeful of this muscular arm Dealing out pain is my kind of fun Get my drift' I mean real harm I like the sound of cracking bones<a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> At the sight of blood I thrill I like to listen to the agonised moans As I go in for the kill Tribal wars are raging Theres a battlefield in the street Theres games to play and hell to pay When the rival tribal rebels meet Id rip anybody limb from limb, you see Chivvy em and shivvy em through Ill simply DO any bastard who aint like me Theres no telling what, why and who I aint got a purpose and I dont give a fuck I never asked for this life If youre looking for reasons youre out of luck Ill show you the point with my knife Tribal wars are raging No ones safe out on their own The gangs are about and they scream and shout So youd better not be caught alone I do it cos there aint nothing else to do There aint nowherell let me in I love to hate, to hurt, to screw So Ive destroyed every place where Ive been I smashed up the local so I cant get a beer At the dancehall I chivvied up this bloke Left him with a smile cut from ear to ear But the bleeder never got the joke Once had a bird but I put her up the spout So I told her where she could get off She cried a bit, said I was a lout But if youre a man youve got to be tough I used to go down the cafe for tea But I put me boot through the door So now it aint open for the likes of me And Im back on the streets like before Tribal wars are raging Our heroes are standing tall But the truth of the matter If you cut out the patter Is that pride comes before a fall They can stand on their corner With their violence and their hate Stand there and fester Till theyve left it too late To realise its themselves that theyve put there on the spot Cos theyve wasted the one and only life that theyve got Tribal wars are raging Everyones just acting out bad parts Hey there, big man, take a look at yourself Its in the mirror that the real war starts [ Rival Tribal Rebel Revel Lyrics ]
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