- Apathy Begins At Home
Well I see too much and I hear too much
And I've said too much. It's in my head too much.
Give me a flag to fly for something natural,
Call it an act of God. I'll be charitable.
Here we go again, they're talking about a new war.
We forgot they never even gave an answer
To why we had the last one, plenty more that we can blast on.
(Switch off) I'm going the pub, I'm turning this off.
- Bigger Than Punk Rock
Well I remember at a party
A couple a years ago when I saw an emcee.
He ripped the mic then he passed it to me,
I learned a little lesson, he helped me to see.
It's not about choosing guitar or the decks;
It's doing it yourself that gets the respect.
Stuck like a sign, now was the time
I was ready for the beat, ready for the bassline and boom!
- Floating Away
The baby won't stop screaming, there are holes in the ceiling.
We're all running on empty, all I can think about is leaving.
The lift's beyond repair, screw faces, head down,
take the stairs and soon I'm gonna be floating away.
Do you remember you used to say?
What'll it be like when we get older?
We can be far away from here we're going to the moon my dear.
- Flower
Where’s the spring gone from my stride?
Can I feel you, see the real you
I know it’s there deep inside
You’ve got to let someone touch you
Cos in my dreams I still hide
Safe away from prying eyes
Where you can open like a flower
- Keep On Believing
Do you remember the day we caught the train
Down to London to see the band come play
NOFX on the walkman on the way?
Dranking beer on the kerb with all the punks
Read the free fanzine from back to front
Even chatted in the queue to Babar Luck
- Northern Skies
Even if the sky is grey
We'll have feelings come what may.
Even as these faces pass by
Fighting but they don't know why.
Oh my, under Northern Skies.
Oh my, under Northern Skies.
- Piggy In The Middle
Sound of the police. Oi oi, big up to the underground,
Another chance to dance in the sun, move out to the renegade sound.
Sound system 20k, no one for miles away
But they won't fucking let us stay, and they say go away.
Here come the dibble playing piggy in the middle of nowhere
But still they come out there. (Move out of my way.)
They're causing problems when I recognise one of them
From my school and then he starts to say...
- polished chrome and open kitchens
En-vi-sion, a city in transition, revere the recognition
Of everything your life’s been missing
Listen, our spacious proposition, the perfect place to live in, with polished chrome and open kitchen,
Join me to dwell in the genuine smell of the shops and the clubs at the city's heart
Copies of Vice and a Latte on Ice, oh the bagels are nice they just fall apart
There’s a multi-story for the car
They do Magners on ice at the bar
There’s a guy in the shop with a Fred Perry top and a purple electric guitar
- Rape of punk to come
And now at number one is a cover version
Badly sung by someone who won a tv competition
To start a full career that lasts all of one year
Public don't shed a tear here comes another one I.
They only in it for the money but they're calling it punk-pop
Another boy band on a video in Top Shop
Forgot the message of the clash and Public Enemy
- Strange Transformations
I see them linin up to howl at the moon
singin Wonderwall out of tune
wasn't an unusual sight
it's any town on any given Saturday night
you'll see 'em prowlin in a pack for a fight
and his hairy hand's enough to give a brother a fright
turned to me and asked me what my problem was
then jumped around and smacked me bang across my head because