So Thatcher's slime escape again, more of the shit they make us take, still no
end to their sick reign. See Rayguns Army rule again four more years to kill
the sane, more of his napalm - neutron - hate and meanwhile Russia sits and
waits, prepares her perfect time to take. The seconds gone - ANNIHILATE!!
There's a bomb gone off in Harrods, yet another in Belfast, Well I say
bollocs to her army, In fact - KISS MY ARSE. That arms aims for one thing,
Inflicts misery and pian, well, for what you do to others you must expect the
same. In eastern countries people cry, In Northern Ireland, people die.
America and England bank their lives. Throughout the whole world people cry,
throughout the whole world people die. Worldwide leaders fuck our lives.
MURDER! you scream, well that's the way I look at things, but Is It right,
to gun down children cos they've gottheir own feelings? These monsters that
you title madden 'till insane. Well In my book your the bastard cos to
you It's just a game. Plunging deeper and deeper in to a sea of degredation,
still looking for our answers to stop ANNIHILATION THATCHER's BARMY ARM~
who Just sit upon the poor, KINNOCKS FUCKING PUPPETS for the people - FUCK
OFF! The Police the MArines, all chose to side with them. The S.A.S. - their
hitmen to break REBELLION, they all don't give two fucks for us so I've no
time for them. They can build their Berlin Walls but we will smash them down
again, They tear our fucking earth In half, expect us to slave for their
behalf, they're fucking living In the past, It was your bomb in Harrods and
they're your bombs in Belfast, because that's what you've created, It ain't
no fault of ours, you arse. These 'Bastards' that you're naming, who not
try the mirror mate? cos that bastard's your reflection, your oppression
creates the HATE.(words & music by John Davenport - Eddie Coole)
Never know how much I love you
Never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever that's so hard to bear
You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night.
Ev'rybody's got the fever
that is something you all know
Fever isn't such a new thing
Fever started long ago
Sun lights up the daytime
Moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name
And you know I'm gonna treat you right
You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night
Romeo loved Juliet
Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her
He said 'Julie, baby, you're my flame
Thou giv-est fever when we kisseth
Fever with the flaming youth
Fever I'm afire
Fever yea I burn for sooth'
Captain Smith and Pocahantas
Had a very mad affair
When her daddy tried to kill him
She said 'Daddy, o, don't you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I'm his misses,
Oh daddy, won't you treat him right'
Now you've listened to my story
Here's the point that I have made
Cats were born to give chicks fever
Be it Fahrenheit or centigrade
They give you fever when you kiss them
Fever if you live and learn
Fever till you sizzle
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn