I met a man the other day,
he was propping up the bar
He talked and drank and drank and talked
and then he drank some more
He didn't quote Foucault
or mention Chomsky once
But between the gulps of Irish stout
he talked a lot of sense
I grilled him about the future
and I teased him about the past
He told me how nostalgia
will never ever last
In all his years of infamy
he's kept one step ahead
I'm courting him verbatim now
This is what he said
I'm sick of godless hypocrite slaves
Who use religion to enforce their ways
So -called leaders of the
master race
The scum without a face
I'm sick of slime who only take
Give nothing back, so innocents pay
And all those hierarchy games
They force us all to play
No gods, no masters and no slaves
It's time to blow them all away
This human race is in decay
The scum have had their day
The scum have had their day
I'm sick to death of hypocrites
I'm sick to death of hypocrites
And rats that flee this sinking ship
And rats that flee this sinking ship
It's time these bastards face the whip
It's time these bastards face the whip
Face down in all the shit
Face down in all the shit
Face down in all the shits,
face down in all the shits
He's a self -confessed outsider
and never ever cool
Without a pot to piss in
but still no bodied spoon
He's a man with all the charm
and a bottle full of rage
So I asked him what he thought
about this next dark age
His fingers trembled
as he rolled another smoke
His passion was quite evident
whenever he spoke
He said he'd had an opus daydream,
an urban nightmare
I watched his anger spilling over,
he said the people are scared
He said,
drag these vermin from their lairs
Let them say their futile prayers
Let them see their futile prayers
Throw these parasites down the stairs
With all their sons and heirs
The time has come to
take it back
The best defence is now attack
Turn the gravy train from the tracks
And paint their paradise black
I'm sick of liars,
scums and thieves
I'm sick to death of kings and queens
The clergy and the monarchies
Their fiendish dynasties
I'm sick of peace and military
And one -sixth leads in the lit erary
While people live in slavery
While people live in slavery
The backers and the rich elite
And the backers and the rich late
And the homeless on the streets
The homeless on the streets
An d the homeless on the streets
The homeless on the streets
And the homeless on the streets
The homeless on the streets
Get on this!
Get on this!
Get on this!
Get on this!
Get on this!
Get on this!
Get on this!
Get on
Get on this
The time has come for anarchy
Until we all are free
The time has come for liberty
Until we all are free
Get on this immediately
Until we all are free
We are the vast majority
Until we all are free
Challenge all authority
Until we all are free
Release us from this agony
Until we all are free
His words will always stay with me
Until we all are free
As he clenched his fist defiantly
As he clenched his fist defiantly
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
Until we all are free
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