Текст песни «Rival Tribal Revel Rebel (Pt. 2)» от Crass

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Crass - "Rival Tribal Revel Rebel (Pt. 2)"

Lyrics to Rival Tribal Revel Rebel (Pt. 2) :

Cor blimey



Cor blimey guvnor Im the big un,

Cop an eyeful of this muscular arm.

Being toughntough is my kind of fun

But, of course I never do no harm.

Aint my fault I like cracking bones,

Gives me a funny kind of thrill,

And I cant help smiling at the pathetic moans,

When I go in for the kill.



Tribal wars are raging, theres a battlefield on the street,

Theres games to play

And hell to pay

When the rival tribal rebels meet.



Why cant people just leave me be'

Cant help doing what I do,

Ill do anybody who aint like me

So forget your what, why or who.

I aint got no 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 did it cos there aint nothing else to do,

Nowherell let me in..

It aint my fault I want to hurt and screw

So Ive destroyed every place where Ive been.

I had trouble at the local so they wont serve me there,

I just had to chivvy up this bloke,

Left him with a smile cut from ear to ear.

But the bleeder never got the joke.

I used to have a bird but I put her up the spout

So I had to tell her where to get off.

Well, you cant blame me if I want to get about,

If youre a man youve gotta be tough.

I used to go down the cafe for tea

But my boot got attacked by the door,

So now it aint open for the likes of me

And were 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 always comes before the fall.



They can stand on the corner

With their violence and their hate,

Stand there and fester

Till theyve left it too late

To realise its themselves theyve put their on the spot

Cos theyve wasted the one and only life that theyve got.



Tribal wars are raging, everyones acting out bad parts,

Hey big man, take a look at yourself its in the mirror that the real war starts.
[ Rival Tribal Revel Rebel (Pt. 2) Lyrics  ]

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