Big A, little A, bouncing B
The system might have got you but it won't get me

1,2,3,4 External control, Are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, by Christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you

Hello, hello, hello, this is the Lord God, can you hear?
Hellfire and damnation's what I've got for you down there
On earth I have ambassadors, archbishop, vicar, pope
We'll blind you with morality, you'd best abandon any hope
We're telling you you'd better pray 'cause you were born in sin
Right from the start we'll build a cell and then we'll lock you in
We sit in holy judgement condemning those that stray
We offer our forgiveness, but first we'll make you pay

External control- are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, by Christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out to get you, get you, get you, get you, get you, get you, get you

Hello, hello, hello, now here's a message from your queen
As figurehead of the status quo I set the social scene
I'm most concerned about my people, I want to give them peace
So I'm making sure they stay in line with my army and police
My prisons and my mental homes have ever open doors
For those amongst my subjects who dare to ask for more
Unruliness and disrespect are things I can't allow
So I'll see the peasants grovel if they refuse to bow

External control- are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, by Christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out to get you, get you, get you, get you, get you, get you, get you

Introducing the Prime Sinister, she's a mother to us all
Like the dutch boy's finger in the dike; her arse is in the wall
Holding back the future waiting for the seas to part
If Moses did it with is faith, she'll do it with an army
Who at times of threatened crisis are certain to be there
Guarding national heritage no matter what or where
Palaces for kings and queens, mansions for the rich
Protection for the wealthy, defense of privilege
They've learnt the ropes In Ireland, engaged in civil war
Fighting for the ruling classes in their battle against the poor
So Ireland's just an island? It's an island of the mind
Great Britain? Future? Bollocks, you'd better look behind
Round every other corner stands P.C. 1984
Guardian of the future, he'll implement the law
He's there as a grim reminder that no matter what you do
Big brothers system's always there with his beady eyes on you
From God to local bobby, in home and street and school
They've got your name and number while you've just got their rule
We've got to look for methods to undermine those powers
It's time to change the tables. The future must be ours
Big A, little A, bouncing B
The system might have got you but it won't get me

Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you're the only you
No one else has got your eyes, can see the things you see
It's up to you to change your life and my life's up to me
The problems that you suffer from are problems that you make
The shit we have to climb through is the shit we choose to take
If you don't like the life you live, change it now it's yours
Nothing has effects if you don't recognise the cause
If the programme's not the one you want, get up, turn off the set
It's only you that can decide what life you're gonna get
If you don't like religion you can be the antichrist
If your tired of politics you can be an anarchist
But no one ever changed the church by pulling down a steeple
And you'll never change the system by bombing number ten
Systems just aren't made of bricks they're mostly made of people
You may send them into hiding, but they'll be back again
If you don't like the rules they make, refuse to play their game
If you don't want to be a number, don't give them your name
If you don't want to be caught out, refuse to hear their question
Silence is a virtue, use it for your own protection
They'll try to make you play their game, refuse to show your face
If you don't want to be beaten down, refuse to join their race
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you're the only you

Yes that's right, punk is dead
It's just another cheap product for the consumers' head
Bubblegum rock on plastic transistors
Schoolboy sedition backed by big-time promoters
CBS promote the Clash
Ain't for revolution, it's just for cash
Punk became a fashion just like hippy used to be
Ain't got a thing to do with you or me

Movements are systems and systems kill
Movements are expressions of public will
Punk became a movement cos we all felt lost
Leaders sold out and now we all pay the cost
Punk narcissism was a social napalm
Steve Jones started doing real harm
Preaching revolution, anarchy and change
Sucked from the system that had given him his name

Well I'm tired of staring through shit-stained glass
Tired of staring up a superstar's arse
I've got an arse and crap and a name
I'm just waiting for my fifteen minutes fame
Steven Jones, you're napalm
If you're so pretty vacant, why do you smarm?
Patti Smith, you're napalm
You write with your hand but it's Rimbaud's arm

And me, yes, I, do I want to burn?
Is there something I can learn?
Do I need a business man to promote my angle
Can I resist the carrots that fame and fortune dangle
I see the velvet zippies in their bondage gear
The social elite with safety pins in their ear
I watch and understand that it don't mean a thing
The scorpions might attack, but the systems stole the sting

Punk is dead
Punk is dead
Punk is dead
Punk is dead
Punk is dead
Punk is dead
Punk is dead
Punk is dead
Punk is dead

Another's hope, another's game
Another's loss, another's gain
Another's lies, another's truth
Another's doubt, another's proof
Another's left, another's right
Another's peace, another's fight
Another's name, another's aim
Another's fall, another's fame
Another's pride, another's shame
Another's love, another's pain
Another's hope, another's game
Another's loss, another's gain
Another's lies, another's truth
Another's doubt, another's proof
Another's left, another's right
Another's peace, another's fight

Marx had an idea from the confusion of his head
Then there were a thousand more waiting to be led
The books are sold, the quotes are bought
You learn them well and then you're caught
Anothers left, anothers right
Anothers peace, anothers fight

Mussolini had an idea from the confusion of his heart
Then there were a thousand more waiting to play their part
The stage was set, the costumes worn
And anothers empire of destruction born
Anothers name, anothers aim
Anothers fall, anothers fame

Jung had an idea from the confusion of his dream
Then there were a thousand more waiting to be seen
You're not yourself the theory says
But I can help, your complex pays
Anothers hope, anothers game
Anothers loss, anothers gain

Sartre had an idea from the confusion of his brain
Then there were a thousand more indulging in his pain
Revelling in isolation and existential choice;
Can you truly be alone when you use anothers voice?
Anothers lies, anothers truth
Anothers doubt, anothers proof

The idea born in someones mind
Is nurtured by a thousand blind
Anonymous beings, vacuous souls
Do you fear the confusion, your lack of control?
You lift your arm to write a name
So caught up in the identity game
Who do you see? Who do you watch?
Who's your leader? Which is your flock?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?
Who's your leader? Which is your flock?
Who's your leader? Which is your flock?
Who's your leader? Which is your flock?
Who's your leader? Which is your flock?

Einstein had an idea from the confusion of his knowledge
Then there were a thousand more turning to advantage
They realised that their god was dead
So they reclaimed power through the bomb instead
Anothers code, anothers brain
They'll shower us all in deadly rain

Jesus had an idea from the confusion of his soul
Then there were a thousand more waiting to take control
The guilt is sold, forgiveness bought
The cross is there as your reward
Anothers love, anothers pain
Anothers pride, anothers shame

Do you watch at a distance from the side you have chosen?
Whose answers serve you best? Who'll save you from confusion?
Who will leave you an exit and a comfortable cover?
Who will take you oh so near their edge, but never drop you over?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?
Who do you watch? Who do you watch?

Nose on the floor, still suckin' the silt
Seven car brainwreck skewered with guilt
I'm up to my throat tho' I'm standin' on stilts
The spirit is wilting and the flesh is on the tilt
The strain is showing as the veins pop outta the side of the head
They burst, bloodying the pristine driven snow
Dribbling in burning tributaries all the way down to San Antone
Next stop your primal prognosis
And you're prostrate prone

The waste of humanity and my times past permeate, nay, clog the air
Cling to my clothes and cloud my vision
Decay my inner ear
Every wasted word and useless moment crowds around
To remind you of your own futility
Remind you of your lack of mobility
Soundwaves clog the eyes and air in retribution for their misuse
They never dissapate - they just go to hell to regroup

It ain't the heat, it's the taint of humanity
It ain't my humility, it's the man in me
And it be screamin'
Get out
I want out
Get out
I want out
Get out
I need
Release

Say a prayer
Say a prayer for my death
Say a prayer... say a prayer
Say a prayer for my death

Sideburn and napalm aftershave headache
Fleshpowder dust and pryin' dry skinflakes offa the scalp
With the business end of a crowbar
Went clean through to the brain
Wet right through and pruny
Right through the pituitary
Scales of my skin float through the air like motes of dust
They clog your nostrils when you breathe
I scrape them outta ma nose with an icepick

I don't find it necessary
To take responsibility
Bullshit is obligatory
Daily life is dysentery
Escape this earthly Alcatraz
Get out of this penitentiary
Crawl out of this century
Crack this c-c-c-cavity
I could see eternity
I could see eternity
I could see eternity
I could see eternity
I could see eternity
I could see eternity
I need
Release

It all comes crowdin' back at you
And man it's ugly
No wonder you write escape clauses on the heads of needles
Carry monkeys and chase them dragons
And dig five hundred foot tunnels with a spoon

I don't find it necessary
To take responsibility
Bullshit is obligatory
Daily life is dysentery
Escape this earthly Alcatraz
Git out of this penitentiary
Crawl out of this century
Crack this c-c-c-cavity
I could see eternity
I could see infinity
I could see eternity
I need
Release

Say a prayer

The waiting becomes torture, distractions become bliss
Futility's a luxury when you sleep in blood, sperm, vomit, and piss
Huddling to the dead for support, jacking off for warmth
Swaddled in less than ashes and rags
The payoff's always been over the ridge
And the pot of gold is full of shit
Now hi-ho, hi-ho it's off to work we go
Another merry go-down go-down go-down
Go-down go-down go-down go-down

I seen a prisoner without a clause
Living on a diet of dirt and water
Being slapped and sliced because
She didn't happen to agree with the warden
He had an itchy trigger finger

Jackboots battering a tattoo on the inside of my skull
Militantly hankering for something never done
High school memories, once a folly
Are now reality due to sheer lack of present
Death without a trial, dyin' ain't a trial
Dyin' ain't a curse but livin' sure is worse
Each experience becomes my epilogue

Countin' my ribs for the thousandth time
Dyin' on a diet of gruel and grime
They fall down, they don't rise again
Where the women are trodden and forgotten are men
They're givin' birth to orphans
Black Jew glue
The air is old, the comments are cold
I'm covered in lice and scabs and mold
My days are numbered, I'm in a daze
The door creaks open, the whole room prays
Enter the exterminator
Enter the exterminator

I hear the sweet sound of syringes
Crushed underfoot
See who set the home fires burnin'
See who set the husbands burnin'
Make the accusation stick
Morale is thin, the air is thick
Hard earned self-esteem goes up in a puff of smoke
I'm waitin' to die
I'm waitin' to die
To much of a coward to snuff myself
Guess I'll just have to suffer myself

Countin' my ribs for the thousandth time
Dyin' on a diet of gruel and grime
They fall down, they don't rise again
Where the women are trodden and forgotten are men
They're givin' birth to orphans
Black Jew glue
The air is old, the comments are cold
I'm covered in lice and scabs and mold
My days are numbered, I'm in a daze
The door creaks open, the whole room prays
Enter the exterminator
Enter the exterminator
Enter the exterminator
Enter the exterminator
Shoulder to shoulder to detonator
Enter the exterminator
Shoulder to shoulder to detonator
Enter the exterminator

Terminate, terminate, terminate, terminate

Fee, fi, fo, fum
It takes two to tangle, it takes one to cum
Some things are better left unsaid
Like a pound of protection beats an ounce of lead

Fee, fi, fo, fum
There must be some kinda romance in bein' dumb
Find a belt fulla bullets, fill your head fulla dread
Float like a butterfly, sting like a manta ray

Fee, fi, fo, fum
It takes two to tangle, and one to have won
If the future don't suit ya, you're better off dead
'Cause a pound of protection beats an ounce of lead

Fee, fi, fo, fum
There must be some kinda romance in bein' dumb
'Cause the blind lead the blind lead the blind
Lead the blind lead the blind lead the blind
Lead the blind lead the blind lead the blind!
And every man for himself

You start to admire the flagrant disregard
For the sanctity of other people's lives
By the filthy few in positions of power
Who go for the jugular in order to survive
Disinfect those dangerous rabid dogs
Make sure the kids stay in
'Cause if you wanna be immortal
You gotta have something to trade in

Tobacco chompin' soldier of misfortune
In that battle they call life
With the warm soft breeze of Santa Ana
Whistlin' round dem frail dry bones
I'm da cockroach in your tinseltown
Cry you mercy! I am the law!
When the time runs out
When the money runs out
I can do any goddamn thing I want

Get outta my sight
Get outta my way
Get outta my way!
Get outta my way!

Run the gauntlet north and south
March on up to the cannon's mouth
And say I can do any goddamn thing I want!

Take the bull by the horns
Gonna slit me some throats on the White House lawns
I can do any goddamn thing I want!

I'm the cockroach in your tinseltown
Cry you mercy - I am the law!
And I can do any goddamn thing I want!

Power makes pain so wear rhino hide
If you see a white flash you better cover your eyes
Cos I can do any goddamn thing I want!

Change your mind, mind your change
Keep the enemy in focus and in your range
And say I can do any goddamn thing I want!

I can do anything!
Anything!
Anything!
Anything!
Get outta my way!
Get outta my way!
I can do any goddamn thing I want!
I can do any goddamn thing I want!
I can do any goddamn thing I want!
I can do any goddamn thing I want!
I can do anything!
Anything!
Anything!
Anything!
I can do anything!
Anything!
Anything!
Anything!