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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Crass
Crass
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gee Vaucher
Gee Vaucher
Songwriter
Penny Rimbaud
Penny Rimbaud
Songwriter
Pete Wright
Pete Wright
Songwriter
Bronwyn Jones
Bronwyn Jones
Songwriter
Phil Free
Phil Free
Songwriter
Steve Ignorant
Steve Ignorant
Songwriter
Andrew Palmer
Andrew Palmer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Crass
Crass
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Lyrics

They ask me why I'm hateful, why I'm bad They tell me I got things they never read They tell me go to church and see thy light 'Cause the good Lord's always right So what, so what? So what if Jesus died on the cross? So what about the fucker, I don't give a toss So what if the master walked on the water? I don't see him trying to stop the slaughter They say I wouldn't have to live from bins If I would go along, confess my sins They say I shouldn't commit no crime 'Cause Jesus Christ is watching all the time So what, so what? So what if he's always over my shoulder? I realise the truth as I get older I get to see what a con it is Because it's my life, mine not his Well, they say they're gonna send me away Said that God'll make me pay We're sorry but you've gotta go But you were naughty, you said "No" So what, so what? So what if I see through the lies? So what if the people I despise Twist my arm and make me work I'm no deaf, no fucking jerk I'm no spastic lying in the street I'm no superstar elite I'm just a person, a human being "No you're not, you're a part of the machine" You're a part our machine 'cause we want you to be We've got you now and you'll never be free We can even have your body after you're dead We can take the eyes out of your fucking head Yes, we'll take them out, use them again We can do it you know 'cause we've got your brain We'll crucify you like they crucified him We'll make you obey our every whim We got the power, the power and the glory I've heard that before in a different story The story I heard covered up the truth Didn't touch on the actual factual proof Didn't say about the bodies in the concentration camps Didn't say about the knives underneath the lamps Doesn't say that the ovens are still warm Doesn't say that this wretched little form Is a human being who wants to live Not in the snot and shit they give Say I better keep quiet Or they're gonna douse my light Jesus Christ can't save my life But I can always use a knife So what? So what? So what? So what? So what? So what? So what? So what?
Writer(s): Jones, Steve Ignorant, Joy Muriel Elizabeth Haney, Peter Coomber, Philip Andrew Clancey, Penny Rimbaud, Gee Vaucher, Andrew John Palmer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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