Where Have All the Good Times Gone
pity the fool
it's hard but he broke a rule
and that isn't done somehow someday
brother will use a gun
just walking the tawn
just pointing it sad
it's bringing me down
it's driving me mad
woman is away from me
we will be strong
I know we have the strength to carry on
(we have the strength)
I know my rights from wrong
(I know my rights)
I know you've lost I've won
we will be stronger
(we will be strong)
and getting stronger every day
believe me when I say it
there is no other way to convey it
no other way you clown
your thoughtlessness has brought us down
and that isn't right
that we should walk alone on the streets at night
just checking the time
wolking that very fine line
the humour is black
the plan is attack
woman is away from me
down on your luck
the shock it has struck
the weak ones will die
the questions are why why
does anybody hear
does anybody understand
let me make it clear
now's the time to take a stand
now woman is away from me
Fair X-Change
remains of those who I deem to deserve this, A corpse dead to rights will
undergo this rigorous trashing, Selecting the tomb of the poor stiff that
tonight I will be thrashing... Exhumed from the shelter of earth's dusty
embrace for a morbid curiosity, Then abruptly dismembered without
compunction, just pure feriocity... Consumed and left to welter, In shredded
entrails and long dessciated pus, Wiping the firt from my hands, As I walk
from the grave that I've trampled to dust... Caskets uprooted, ma