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Trouble-makers scheme while pacifists dream
But what did you think... what did you think that class war means?

Now Gandhi was a great man, and that I don't deny
But all he had to offer to the Jews was mass suicide
A pin-prick in the conscience of the master race
Embrace your executioner and fill up those mass graves
Sometimes the world won't hear and you won't be missed
Sometimes the only thing you can do is stand up and resist
Cos down in the depths justice is always so remote
And the only way to get it is take the fuckers by the throat

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And I'm tired of "peaceful protest" cos that dove don't fly
No room for sentiment in business, and that's the reason why
We've got no chance to win while we're playing by their rules
Angels preaching to the demons, it's an errand for fools
And you know it's not by chance that the media are pushing the delusion
That a measly change of rulers is what makes a revolution
One hand or the other hold the reins in their grasp
I say we snatch the reins back and smash the fucking ruling class!

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Keep it spiky.... x4

Call me an extremist, but I'm just not buying
When so many people like me are left dead and dying
Their system bewitched us like the song of the Siren
The Tree of Liberty thrives on the blood of tyrants
Yeah call me an extremist but I'm just not buying
When so many like me are left dead and dying
Their system bewitched us like the song of the Siren
The Tree of Liberty thrives on the blood of tyrants