Punk played it's own important role in the fight
against oppression Aired awareness, new opinions,
destroyed formerly accepted obsessions Right out
the window went stale traditions, false morals
blinded hope Respect for authority joined them; we
made them a standing joke We said, "fuck
off" smarmy popstar shits portraying images
of a perfect world Smearing a happy, clean face on
reality, "it's the Queens Jubilee..." go
to hell Refusing to be puppets with the promise of
a future, there is no future So never mind the
bollocks, because anarchy in the UK suits us The
public screamed in outcry, demanded immediate
termination The "scum of the earth" has
raised its voice "How could they do this to
our nation?" The media tried to destroy us,
stop the 'poor mans' rock invasion The exposure
only helped us reveal their hopeless situation

Gaining in momentum and numbers, we needed
spokesmen And that came from four people from the
real world, just like the rest of us We now had a
voice, an alternative, our message getting louder
Nothing now could stop us rising up to meet their
fast advancing challenge But when the challenge
came, they crumbled, as the four proved easy prey
For the states clever weapon money proved too
tempting once again Big bastard business cheque
books opened up and then swallowed Those leeches
sucked hard slyly, and we couldn't believe the
scenes that followed
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Punk shops - " roll up! Buy your rebellion
here!" Badges, posters, bondage, books,
colouring for your hair Like sheep they flocked to
buy punk rock, a part of the new threat! The
country laughed and screamed "punk
flop"; it now seemed punk was dead!

They toured the lands to Disneyland And ripped the
state apart Destroyed the music status quo And
created a new start Their jet set pads, the sunny
land The songs of train robbings It's just all
more money in the bank So come on boys and girls
and sing We stood and could only watch As they
took everything we stood for And made a mockery of
it The four feeding finance straight back Into the
system they supposedly despised What was once the
black flag of anarchy Was now the colours of the
Union Jack

The movement, punk rock, who cares? We are just
another band; they were just another band Direct
action is what achieves change, not miming to
words, how much longer must we sing the same old
song? Crawling from the mess that they'd left
standing as our future We realised we needed 'no
one' to mouth off our message for us Told big
business to take a running jump, went back
underground where we started The tribe then split,
as some stayed behind to mourn