1. REALITIES OF WAR

War is a black hole to avoid
The realities of war are so disturbing
They declare it but they don't hear
The cries of fear

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War is a black hole to avoid

Mutilated corpses and charcoal flesh
Litter the battlefields
But their dead bodies
Are not to be found

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2. THEY DECLARE IT

They have the right what fuckin' right ?
To say I must fight in their fuckin' wars ?
They declare it !

Why should I fight in their fuckin' wars ?
When they don't consult my views of war ?
They declare it !

Why should I fight in their fuckin' wars ?
Why should I do their killing and be killed ?
They declare it !

It's nothing to them if I were dead or alive
All they want is death or glory
They declare it !

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They ! They ! They declare it !
They ! They ! They declare it !
They ! They ! They declare it !
They ! They ! They declare it !
War ! War ! War !


3. BUT AFTER THE GIG

Leather and sweat fills the atmosphere
Stretchin and drippin just to pogo too
The anarchy show they shout it out

There is no real music
And I'm just shoutin and screamin'
But that ís a response to an anarchist meeting
But after the gig is my true bender
Every shake back to me goes
Poor lambs this is a fuckin slaughter

You think that this is a turn of phrase
Realism is what we're preachin'
Are you really so afraid ?


4. SOCIETY'S VICTIM

I'm just a victim of your wildest lies
Send in my photo with another name

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I'm society's victim

Nobody has to get you to buy it now
That's your concern and I don't vote

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I'm just the subject of discussion now
The one no-one admires

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I'm not just sufferin' from paranoia
It's invented by you and them

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