Swallow the energy pill
Just to have a good time
Harmony in the head
Feeling so fine
Nothing really matters
Got nothing to create
When this peace and love drugs
Have killed the fucking hate
As far as I can see
Ecstasy killed the anarchy
Dancing around
Like a happy spastic
You got no morals
Or are they just plastic?
Are you using drugs?
Or are they using you?
You don't really know
Cos you ain't got a clue
Take a look at the filth and the
Starving families stuck in a recession
Talk about your summer of love
I don't need it, no way, go away
Fuck off
Right now
Rave on
Explode:
Now you're all quiet
Run away from riot
Lost all your fight
A zombie in the night
By the day dehydrated
Feeling sad, so frustrated
Your body's a walking chemistry
Got no chemical energy
You can't believe how you make me feel
Hypocrite's fingers runnin on the till
Once upon a time you had something to say
Well, go ahead punk, come make my day
Now your suck in limbo
Like a music press bimbo
With your gold stretch limo
Hold reporters back at bay
So this is anarchy in the UK
This is it, the end of your career
Made enough money, got nothing to fear
Back in '77, you started something new
Well, the system won't get me like it's got you
So the rock'n'roll swindle goes on and on
Another punk outfit going for a song
A dead popstar's what the country needs
Another fucking job while the moneyman feeds
So, the shining lights have led the way
Another big concert for five years pay
I used to think you meant something new
But you don't me like I see you
So, you're out on a limb but you're feeling so grand
As the rulers of this country take you by the hand
Cause you're safe in the knowledge you got somewhere to go
But you're nerves gonna crack and it's starting to show
Now the wife's gone and left you and the kids have left home
Your job's in the balance and the mortgage has grown
The car's repossessed so you're back on the bus
Is it all happening, is it worth all the fuss?
It's all as plain as could be
If only you could see
Take your face from the pillow and breathe
Is this the life that you've wieved?
Ronnie was a rebel, he also was a thief
He'd take your granny's pension and kick her false teeth
Stole his uncle's motor, drove it into town
Ronnie was a hard man, they'd never put him down
Ronnie didn't care, didn't give a fuck
Take your fucking trousers when he was down on his luck
Prison was the place Ronnie wanted to be
In with all the bad guys just like me
Ronnie was a hero, he watched it on TV
Semi-naked women and a corporate ID
Planned the biggest job the country's ever seen
A fuck off great big shotgun
Ronnie's really mean
Ronnie seemed a nice boy who lived with his mother
He had a good job and he earned a few bob
Nobody suspected that he was bad
Until he drank some beer and went fucking mad
Ronnie had a drink or two and thought he was fine
Pressure built up with some larger and lime
Took a Stanly knife out of his pocket
Slashed some fucker up, put the eyes outta the socket
Cause he's outta his mind
Real fucked up!
Out on the town
Gonna slash you up!
Pick's on anyone who's on their own
And then he's home to his mother on the last bus home
It's not unusual to have one in your town
People like Ronnie roaming around
Lurking at the bus stop late at night
All beered up and he wants to fight
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