Glenn wrote:That is a pretty amazing thing. I hope that it is successful and they can do the same out here is the USA. They would make a fortune.
I dont think that I am going to the Conflict gig this weekend mostly becase I thiink I know who the promoter is, due to the fact the keyclub is sandwiched between 2 Carona Showcase shows. They wont get a dime of old Glenn.
Word to Conflict - DO YOUR OWN HEADCOUNT!!!
Thing is Glenners Steve and co were never in it for the money anyway. I hope Penny will be there and Eve too. Not just Steve Intelligent. All the money Crass ever made went into new bands.
Seems unlikely that I will go however, that's bs who has acquired 2 tickets. I'd love to though -
I still know lots of lyrics. Seeing as Shloe can post his lyrics, I'm gonna post some Eagles lyin' eyes lyrics.
City girl just seemed to find out early
how to open doors with just a smile...
Change it....scrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr@@@@@@@@@@tttttccccchhhhhhh
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Banned from the roxy OK
never much liked playing there anyway.
Said they only wanted well behaved boys.
Do they think guitars and microphones are just fucking toys?
Fuck 'em, I've chosen to make my stand.
Against what I feel is wrong with this land.
Just sit there on their over fed arses.
Feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes.
Keep their fuckin' power, cos their fingers on the button.
Got control won't let it be forgotten.
Proof of their reality, is the wrong end of the gun
Proof of that is Belfast and that's no fuckin' fun.
Seein' the squaddie lying in the front yard
seein' the machine gun restin' on the fence.
Findin' the entrance to your own front door is barred
and they've got the fuckin' nerve to call it defence.
Seems their defence is just the threat of strength
protection for the privileged at any length.
The Government protectin' their profits from the poor
the rich and the fortunate chainin' up the door
afraid that the people might ask for a little more.
Than the shit they get...etc
Defence shit it's nothing less than war,
and no one but the Government knows what the fuck its for.
Oh yes they say it's defence, say it's decency
Mai Lai, Hiroshima, know what I mean.
The same fuckin' lies with depressin' frequency
say we have to do it, to keep our lives clean.
Well whose life, whose fuckin' life?
Who the fuck are they talkin' to?
Whose life, whose fuckin' life?
I'll tell you one thing it ain't me and you.
And the systems.
Christ, they're everywhere!
School, Army, Church, the Corporation deal.
A fucked up reality based on fear.
A fuckin' conspiracy to stop you feeling real.
Well I can say, I say their fuckin' wrong
ain't quite ready with my gun
but I've got my song.
Banned from the Roxy OK
I never much liked playin' there anyway.
Crass. Banned from the Roxy. From The Feeding of the Five Thousand. Small Wonder Records 1978.
Singers as Mr. Jones says are always, "difficult."
Cheerio.