Break the public peace
words: Marco Roelofs
We've got to break the public peace
Force those suckers down to their knees
We'v got to make them fuckin' show
That suit and tie guy can't play with us, oh no
We've got to stick together as one
Our fight ain't over, it has just begun
We've got to break the public peace
To save the ones we love, the kids, the trees
(CHORUS)
So tell your mommy you won't be home for dinner
And tell your daddy you will do what he was too scared for
The fight for freedom within yourself
Don't rely on others, it's your choice and no one else's
We won't cut our hair to get a job
We won't act macho to become a cop
We won't suck your dick to be in your scene
We won't wear a suit if that's what you call clean
We've got to let them hear our voice
If we want to survive, it's the only choice
We've got to go back to the basics of nature
To discover we're a hell of a creature
Break it, Break it, the public peace!
A song about doing those things your parents told you
not to do. Feel free, find out for yourself who you are and
what you wanna do with your life. It's your life and you can
only live it once, so do it your own way!
Ode to the Ramones
words: Marco Roelofs
Sheena brought me to heaven
Pet Semetary took me to hell
Mostly it took just two minutes
But I remember those minutes well
Rockaway beach made me a star
I've quit to rock 'n roll highschool
The KKK took my baby away
But they didn't know she was too tough to die
(CHORUS)
One, two, three, four
This is an ode to the Ramones
Hey, ho DON'T go!
This is ode to the Ramones
Ramones made me to leave home
I took a rocket to Russia
They gave me some psycho therapy
I thought it was the end of the century
More than twenty years of pure punkrock 'n roll
No fashion could ever blow them away
Deep respect that's what I have
Rock 'n roll is dead without the Ramones
Live Recorded for VPRO radio.
Don't Do It !
words: De Boegies
Previously unreleased. Stolen from De Boegies.
Our Own Vietnam
words: Marco Roelofs
If the trees in former Yugoslavia could talk
they could tell you a little story
A story you don't wanna hear,
a story of hate, aggression, rape and fear
The almighty United Nations sent out troops
to control the situation
But while showing the world their superiority,
they got fooled and became part of the genocide of a nation
And now they find the bodies of ten thousand slaughtered men
We have our own Vietnam!
The United Fuckin' States of America kept their hands dry
They learned their lesson back in the sixties
But United Naive bastards thought they could trust the enemy
They thought they could trust the enemy...
We have our own Vietnam!
All this time during that war they told us, LIES, LIES, LIES, LIES
Told the women 'yes, your husband will return' LIES, LIES, LIES, LIES
And now they can no longer say 'we do what we can' LIES, LIES, LIES, LIES!
All this time during that war they told us, LIES, LIES, LIES
Ga Werken Lul!
woorden: Marco Roelofs
Ga werken lul, jij luie rat
Biertje weg en van je gat
Altijd klagen, altijd zeiken
maar wat wil jij nu echt bereiken?
Ik werk me krom voor jouw gezuip
Als jij mij ziet zwoegen lig je in een stuip
Met je luie reet voor de TV
Maar je rijdt wel mooi op mijn rug mee
Ga werken lul, verdien je brood
Bloedzuigers, val maar dood
Sommigen kunnen er niets aan doen
maar jij zuipt je klem van mijn poen
Ga werken lul!
Ga werken lul, a-sociaal
Profiteren kunnen we allemaal
Je kan het wel maar je wil het niet
hop dat gat, stuk verdriet
Zij die willen niets te na
maar ik kots op jouw, dracula
Altijd zuigen, profiteren
Ik zou me zelf dood generen!
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