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Act Your Age
02:25
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I'm like a rash, you scratch me and I get enraged
You tell me to behave myself
Tell me to act my age
How can I keep up this façade
your bullshit’s filling me with rage
People are dying on the streets,
A systematic failure
You’re all at it, supporting the social elite
Social housing exists for the few but there's plenty
How many luxury flats remain empty?
Stop telling me to act my age
This age of 2019, of communication, technology and greed
It's one of austerity, a lack of integrity, open your eyes and see the severity
Act your age you keep telling me, you don't know what to do and its scaring me
The situation is out of your hands,
You don't care about the poor, you don't want to understand
Well fine
I'm like a rash, you scratch me and I stay
And I’ll get worse and worse and worse and worse
every fucking day
Look outside of your house and I'm there, I won't go away
So you better fix up
I want a dire social change
Direct action is ours
You will listen to what we have to say
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2. |
1!2!3!4!
02:09
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1234 someone's knocking at my door
5678 I've got no food on my plate
9,10 they're knocking again
11,12 I glance again at the empty shelves
13,14,15,16 there's no reason for existing
Don't got no job, don't got no skills so am I worthless
Rely on the dole to pay my bills, the shame ain't worth this
Ain't an existence, I am told to keep my head down
To take my money or get a job
To shut my gob you working class clown
You scummy handouts claimer, system drainer, trainer wearing chav
Shoulda listened more in school, shoulda played it by the rules, now a victim of this cruel fucking system here I stand
1234 landlords knocking at my door
5678 I've got nothing they can take
9,10 they're knocking again
11,12 deeper into my pockets I delve, watching the door, hoping for more, call up the bank, you know the score
Your neoliberal attitude is detrimental,
You want me to show gratitude, you're mental
What, you're better than me?
Writing me off cause of the shoes on my feet
Or the stud in my ear
But what you don't realise, what you don't know
If you were that "woke AF"
You'd challenge the status quo
A victim of my social class,
A meritocracy my arse
Chasing my tail got my head in a spin, where do the lies end, where do they begin
1234 I wont take this anymore
5678 lock the windows, close the gate
9,10 fight them off again and again
11,12 and again and again and again and again
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No Sense
03:36
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You make no, you make no sense x4
You make no sense, you say you care but that's a fucking lie,
You'd rather keep our fucking money, you'd rather see us die.
Theresa May you make no sense, I can't believe my eyes.
You and your slimy government got people chasing lies
You say its universal credit, how come no one I know who fucking needs it, fucking gets it
You make no, you make no sense x4
Work 40 hours a week, full time, minimum wage
That ain't enough for a single mother of 3
But mama cares, her kids gotta go to school still,
One day she gets a call why all 3 kids always so ill
She can't afford to clothe and feed her kids 3 healthy meals
With you civil servant devils she's signed a fucking deal
You make no, you make no sense x4
Next thing you know schools accusing her of child neglect
It breaks my heart to see how government policies have wrecked,
This mothers life reached its demise, her kids got put in care
Now mums on the drink, mental health's on the brink and she's hiding beer cans under chairs
You make no, you make no sense x4
You make no sense, stop the pretence you should know fucking better
Your callous policies reflect your lack of empathy
Tax breaks for the rich puts more strain on you and me
Can't afford to eat with a full time job, that's called in-work poverty
You make no, you make no sense x4
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gruntpunx London, UK
Punx of Colour from London.
Songs about Fukryness!
Lu on vox
Nessa on Bass
Momoe on Drums
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