LOADED GUN

 

This is the point of no return

you've got nowhere to run

nowhere to turn

So, c'mon now you used and abused

Come on now -explode and burn

Chorus:

Look what you've done

you destroyed me for fun

I won't shut up and I won't run

Look what you've done

you destroyed me for fun

now I am a loaded gun

No emotions, no control

I won't do what I'm told

nothing to lose, nothing to hold

my mind is poisoned

my world is sold

Chorus...

Loaded gun is one the loose

pointed right into your head

this gun has no choice to chose

this gun wants to see you DEAD

Chorus 

SOMEBODY STOLE MY LIFE

 

When did it happen -I don't know

Maybe it started long time ago

I haven't noticed till today

that somebody stole

stole my life away

Chorus:

Somebody stole,

Somebody stole my life away

I don't have memories -I live for today

Somebody stole, Somebody stole my life away

I won't see the future -I'm stuck in this day

I'm moving in circles

staring at the sun

and I do a lot of nothing

everything's been already done

Chorus...

Hey fellow man, don't give up the strife

try to act human and take back your life

constant apathy is ruling my day

I never do anything my way

Chorus 

NIGHT HIDES ME WELL

 

With all the damp in the city night

I greet all stray cats and rats

Stomp the asphalt and  slip in sideway

nobody noticed me again

Chorus:

Oh yeah!

Night hides me well

streetlight's always broken

above the place I stand

Night hides me well

I disappear in back streets

and no one can see me there

I've walked this road for thousand times

no need to look or watch my step

the rain passed away and swept all the trash

always feel like bum with home and petty cash

Drivers from hell have one more go

Buses make the time pass slow

I read my city like an open book

Some things are changing

only if you don't look

Chorus 

STOUT-BLACK EYES

 

Now I can't remember much

I really can't recall

I know I was half drunk in the bar

When crossed my path with hers

I can't recall her name

Can't tell her good from bad

Hangover took all the fun away

As I slept thru the whole next day
But one thing left carved in my mind

her beautiful voice and stout-black eyes

Chorus:

I'm looking for stout-black eyes

All over this damn barroom

I am looking for what I won't find

In the depths of another pint

City night is sober and cold

I'll be dragging myself towards home

But until this darkness dies

I'll be in search of the stout-black eyes

Chorus... 

JUVENILE ARMY

 

Maybe you never wanted to be a king

or some executive as well

maybe you've dreamed about some ordinary thing

when blue paper sent you to hell

Maybe you thought about finishing school

Getting a job and some nice car

But olive uniform blew it away

and normal life seems so far

Chorus:

Army of kids saves the nation

marching to glory and disintegration

father will get a national flag

wheelchair brigade with the names on the tag

After so many humiliations

after so many coffins of steel

After the landmine and dum dum bullets

You're not a man but big gun's meal

The righteous fight is now long gone

no one remembers that epical war

invented medals and patriotism

for crippled army silent and poor

Chorus 

REBEL ANTHEMS

 

Gloomy mornings, sun didn't show up

I need extra strength to get out of bed

cold water -the boiler's broken

snow and buses -oh, god I wish I was dead

Then again I get that feeling

that any moment I'll burst in flames

power chords leaping from the speakers

Are hitting bystanders in the face

Chorus:

With a head full of rebel anthems

with the pockets full of dusty air

I'm running thru the thick jungle of problems

to get away from pity and despair

Gloomy mornings -it's endless struggle

and it doesn't seem that I'm gonna win

every new day brings me new trouble

behind the corner to punch me in the chin

Chorus 

(A brief introduction to the) SOCIETY

 

Can you remember the first time you saw us

can you remember the day?

We're everywhere except in your mirror

we never go away

Can you remember where are you going

we're gonna show you the way

you can blame us for all your failures

until your dying day

Chorus:

Hello boy, we 're the society

a bunch of people hangin' around

we're concerned for order and morality

make sure you stay underground

We're bunch of rules and regulations

designed to keep you down

we are the armies, we are the nations

swim with our stream or drown

Chorus

We're the doctors we're the school

we're the managers and cops

we are writers, we are fools

we are devils, we are gods

We're the safety inspectors

we are building engineers

we are commies we are nazis

but we all have our careers

Society!

Chorus

Now you know what's a society

all runners in the same track

double standards double morality

and a knife in the back 

THE PARTISAN

 

When they poured across the border
I was cautioned to surrender,
this I could not do;
I took my gun and vanished.

I have changed my name so often,
I've lost my wife and children
but I have many friends,
and some of them are with me.

An old woman gave us shelter,
kept us hidden in the garret,
then the soldiers came;
she died without a whisper.

There were three of us this morning
I'm the only one this evening
but I must go on;
the frontiers are my prison.

Chorus:

Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,
through the graves the wind is blowing,
freedom soon will come;
then we'll come from the shadows. 

STUDENT RADIO

 

We're making patterns

we're making look-a-likes

and we spread 'em over the airwaves

We'll tell you how to be "an urban modern type"

and even church is rocking these days

We have a copyright over everything

we own the trademark of revolution

with our pointless DJs, so called "alternative ways"

we offer a cheap solution

Chorus:

Turn off the student radio

give us new kind of entertainment

fake artists took over the media

locked up the music in the basement

And every now and then

I turn it on again

just to hear that nothing's changing

Now student radio

takes over ratio

public broadcast

is re-arranging

chorus...

Student radio FM stereo

Boring sounds for futile youth

Student radio FM stereo

taste the world's last year's fruit.

I HATE GIRLS LIKE YOU

(please go out with me)

 

Nothing ever puts her mind in a go

What to wear is the biggest problem of all

Where to go, what place is cool

what will say all the kids in school

Is she the most wanted girl of all...

TV's boring, so she must buy some friends

Someone cool and funny and well aware of trends

one pretty face for the party crowd

who's got a car and won't think out loud

who'll never try to take her place on throne

Chorus:

But she doesn't care

She doesn't wanna know about the world

But  that is quite OK

Cause she is normal modern girl

There's a war going on, people die and get hurt

but everything is neat in her fashion world

Designer label and branded stuff

it's all that matters, she can't get enough

And chart-hit soundtrack to her empty life

But I tried to tell her

About books and films and record sleeves

I tried to explain her

the strikes and riots and politics

About Strummer and Jones

Orwell, Ramones

but it seems I'm boring her to the bones!

Chorus