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Crass - christ the movie

2009-10-07 - extension: rar - size: 685 MB

Crass - christ the movie

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Crass - Christ The Album (Disc 2) (1982)

2009-07-11 - extension: rar - size: 100 MB

Crass - Christ The Album (Disc 2) (1982)

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CRASS-Christ The Album-B PUNX INGOBERNABLES 77

2009-05-27 - extension: rar - size: 43 MB

CRASS-Christ The Album-B PUNX INGOBERNABLES 77

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Crass - Have A Nice Day
Have A Nice Day, 1st Track from Christ The Album, various images cobbled together to form a nonsense (More) Have A Nice Day, 1st Track from Christ The Album, various images cobbled together to form a nonsense video about Crass' response to media attacks in the music press about them singing the same old song. Have A Nice Day. Same old stuff, you've heard it all before, Crass being crass about the system, or is it war? We ain't got no humour, we don't know how to laugh, If you don't fucking like it - fucking tough! Cos I'm the same old monkey in the same old zoo Same old message trying to get through, Screaming from the platform when the train ain't even there, I've got a one way ticket, but I don't fucking care. If what I've got to say is always much the same, It's cos the game the system plays is still the same old game. Senile idiots in their seats of power, Ancient rotting corpses breathing horror by the hour. They're lovers of death the fucking creeps, Screwing our earth, as our earth weeps. Iron ladies and steel men Waiting for their fucking war to start again. Blood lusting nutters plan death for us all, They'll be hiding in their bunkers as we watch the missiles fall, Ain't they just so decent, respectable and nice, Eating the fat of the land while it's us that pay the price. Westminster's full of psychopaths with blood clots 'stead of brains, Flesh hungry vultures picking our remains, Shitting on the world they've shat on many times before, Fucked it good and proper in the name of law. Well bollocks to the lot of you and you can fuck off too, If you're bored with what I say, no-one's asking you. Just fuck off and have your fun, Hoist your jolly roger and wave your plastic gun, With your painted faces and your elegant style, How about trying to think for a while? As your decorate your lifestyle with cheap consumer bliss, Forget about loving, it's your arse you're going to kiss. As long as they've got you under their thumb With T.V. lobotomy and media fun, They'll have their way with you, what more can I say? Watch out for the mind police and have a nice day. (Less)

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Crass - Major General Despair
Images set to Major General Despair from Christ the Album. Major General Despair. We're (More) Images set to Major General Despair from Christ the Album. Major General Despair. We're looking for a better world, but what do we see? Just hatred, poverty, aggression, misery. So much money spent on war When three quarters of the world is so helplessly poor. Major General Despair sits at his desk, Planning a new mode of attack, He's quite unconcerned about chance or risk, The Major General's a hard nut to crack. Oh yes, he designs a cruise missile, Tactically sound, operationally O.K., While the starving crawl onto the deathpile, They can't avoid their fate another day. Attack on the mind, but he calls it defense, But I ask you again who's it for? Do the starving millions who don't stand a chance Hope to benefit by his stupid war? Babies crippled with hunger before they could walk, Mothers with dry breasts cry dry tears, And meanwhile Major General Despair gives a talk On increasing the war budget over the years. How can they do it, these men of steel, How can they plot destruction, pain? Is it the only way that they can feel, By killing again and again? Is it some part of themselves that has died That permits them to plan as they do? Or is it us that is dead, do we simply hide From the responsibility to stop what they do? There's so many of us, yet we let them have their way, At this moment they're plotting and planning. We've got to rise up to take their power away, To save the world that they're ruining. They're destroying the world with their maggot-filled heads, Death, pain and mutilation, They've got the responsibility of millions of dead. Yet they're still bent on destruction. The generals and politicians who advocate war should be made to wade in the truth of it, They should spend sleepless nights shivering with fear and by day time should crawl in the deathpit. They'll find the truth of what they've done there, Festering corpses they and their kind made, Eyeless skulls that endlessly stare Having seen the truth of military trade. The earth was our home, the wind and the air, The blue sky, the grass and the trees, But these masters of war, what do they care? Only sentiments, these. It's our world but through violence they took it away, Took dignity, happiness, pride. They took all the colours and changed them to grey With the bodies of millions that died. They destroy real meaning through their stupid games, Make life a trial of fear. They destroy what values we have with their aims, Make us feel it's wrong if we care. Well, we do care, it's our home, they've been at it too long, If it's a fight they want, it's beginning. Throughout history, we've been expected to sing their tired song But now it's our turn to lead the singing... Fight war, not wars, Make peace, not war. Fight war, not wars, We know you've heard it before. Fight war, not wars, Make peace, not war. Fight war, not wars, Make peace, not war. Fight war, not wars, Make love, not war. Fight war, not wars, Make love, not war. 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 We don't want your fucking war. 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 We don't want your fucking war. 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 We don't want your fucking war. (Less)

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