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GENERATION TERRORISTS

Slash N' Burn 

You need your stars, even killers have prestige 
Access to a living you will not see 
24 boredom, I'm convicted instantly 
Gorgeous poverty of created needs 

Slash and burn 
Kill to live 
Kill for kicks 
3rd world to the 1st 
Kill to live 

Worms in the garden more real than a McDonalds 
Drain your blood and let the Exxon spill in 
Look around here, you see nothing is very real 
Chained to economy now famine has been 

Slash and burn 
Kill to live 
Kill for kicks 
3rd world to the 1st 
Kill to live 

That's all you need 
That's all you need 
That's all you need 
That's all you need 

Madonna drinks Coke and so you can too 
Taste's real good not like a sweet poison should 
Too much comfort to get decadent 
Politics here's death and God is safer sex 

Slash and burn 
Kill to live 
Kill for kicks 
3rd world to the 1st 
Kill to live 
Kill for kicks 

Slash and burn 
Kill to live 
Kill for kicks 
3rd world to the 1st 
Kill to live 

That's all you need 
That's all you need 
That's all you need 
That's all you need 

Natwest-Barclays-Midlands-Lloyds 

Economic forecast soothe our dereliction 
Words of euthanasia, apathy of sick routine 
Carried away with useless advertising dreams 
Blinding children, life as autonotomes 

NatWest, NatWest-Barclays-Midlands-Lloyds 
Blackhorse apocalypse 
Death sanitised through credit 
NatWest, NatWest-Barclays-Midlands-Lloyds 
Blackhorse apocalypse 
Death sanitised through credit 

Barclays iron eagle, "33 injection" 
Sold to advertisers, computer execution line 
They give and take away, repossess and crucify 
The more you own the more you are, lonelier with cheap desire 

NatWest, NatWest-Barclays-Midlands-Lloyds 
Blackhorse apocalypse 
Death sanitised through credit 
NatWest, NatWest-Barclays-Midlands-Lloyds 
Blackhorse apocalypse 
Death sanitised through credit 

Prosperity - exports for Pol Pot 
Prosperity - Mein Kampf for beginners 

NatWest, NatWest-Barclays-Midlands-Lloyds 
Blackhorse apocalypse 
Death sanitised through credit 
NatWest, NatWest-Barclays-Midlands-Lloyds 
Blackhorse apocalypse 
Death sanitised through credit 

Born To End 

Get some pain and I feel alive - born to end 
Close my eyes overdose on hell - born to end 
Get run over by no direction - born to end 
Breathing dead and I'm born to end - born to end 

Fall to the floor my baby (baby) 
I no longer believe (baby) 
Fall to the floor my baby (baby) 
I've lost the love to sleep 

H-bomb the only thing that will bring a freedom to life 
Underneath the blue skies beautiful empty dying 
Nagasaki dolls are burning 

Europe freed by McDonalds and Levi's - born to end 
Can't afford it so I hate it all - born to end 
Images linger like repression - born to end 
Concentration camps of our dreams - born to end 

Fall to the floor my baby (baby) 
I no longer believe (baby) 
Fall to the floor my baby (baby) 
I've lost the love to sleep 

H-bomb the only thing that will bring a freedom to life 
Underneath the blue skies beautiful empty dying 
Nagasaki dolls are burning 

H-bomb the only thing that will bring a freedom to life 
Underneath the blue skies beautiful empty dying dolls 

Beg for mercy 
Pray for war 

Motorcycle Emptiness 

Culture sucks down words 
Itemise loathing and feed yourself smiles 
Organise your safe tribal war 
Hurt maim kill and enslave the ghetto 

Each day living out a lie 
Life sold cheaply forever, ever, ever 

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness 
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness 

Life lies a slow suicide 
Orthodox dreams and symbolic myths 
From feudal serf to spender 
This wonderful world of purchase power 

Just like lungs sucking on air 
Survivals natural as sorrow, sorrow, sorrow 

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness 
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness 

All we want from you are the kicks you've given us 
All we want from you are the kicks you've given us 
All we want from you are the kicks you've given us 
All we want from you are the kicks you've given us 

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness 
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness 

Drive away and it's the same 
Everywhere death row, everyone's a victim 
Your joys are counterfeit 
This happiness corrupt political shit 

Living life like a comatose 
Ego loaded and swallow, swallow, swallow 

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness 
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness 
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness 
Under neon loneliness everlasting nothingness 

You Love Us 

We are not your sinners 
Our voices are for real 
We realised and won't be mourned 
We gonna burn your deathmask uniform 

We won't die of devotion 
Understand we can never belong 
Throw some acid into your face 
Pollute your mineral water with a strychnine taste 

You love us 
You love us 
You love us 
You love 
You love us 
Oh you love us 
You love 
You love us 
You love us 
You love 

'Til I see love in statues 
Your lessons drill inherited sin 
Parliaments a fake life saver 
You better wake up and smell the real flavour 

You love us like a holocaust 
Same P.R. problem as E.S.T. 
You love us like a holocaust 
Same P.R. problem as E.S.T. 

You love us 
You love us 
You love us 
You love 
You love us 
Oh you love us 
You love 
You love us 
You love us 
You love 

You love us 
You love us 
You love us 
You love 
You love us 
Oh you love us 
You love 
You love us 
You love us 
You love 

Love's Sweet Exile 

between the billboard masturbation across highways of metallic isolation 
there lies the deafening screaming of the millions wiping out the diseased pages 
of apathy that bleed our innocence... 

Love's sweet exile 
Love's sweet exile 

We blur into images of state coercion 
Classified machines die misunderstood 
City reflections pour out misery 
We don't count cos we hate 

Raindown alienation 
Leave this country 
Leave this country 
Raindown alienation 
Leave this country 
Leave it 

Despair seeps through and cuts our eyes 
Unified collapse of everything inside 
We understand but can't accept 
You are not dead cos we hate 

Raindown alienation 
Leave this country 
Leave this country 
Raindown alienation 
Leave this country 
Leave it 

Our lives drift into a faceless sense of void 
Everything of meaning becomes destroyed 
There's too much concrete for us to breathe 
We are kept down cos we hate 

Love's sweet exile 
Love's sweet exile 

Raindown alienation 
Leave this country 
Leave this country 

Raindown alienation 
Leave this country 
Believe it 

Love's sweet exile 
Love's sweet exile 

(Intro taken from 'The Eloquence In The Screaming', a poem by patrick jones) 

Little Baby Nothing (With Traci Lords) 

No one likes looking at you 
Your lack of ego offends male mentality 
They need your innocence 
To steal vacant love and to destroy 
Your beauty and virginity used like toys 

My mind is dead, everybody love's me 
Wants a slice of me 
Hopelessly passive and compatible 
Need to belong, oh the roads are scarey 
So hold me in your arms 
I wanna be your only possession 

Used, used, used by men 
Used, used, used by men 

All they leave behind is money 
Paper made out of broken twisted trees 
Your pretty face offends 
Because it's something real that I can't touch 
Eyes, skin, bone, contour, language as a flower 

No god reached me, faded films and loving books 
Black and white TV 
All the world does not exist for me 
And if I'm starving, you can feed me lollipops 
Your diet will crush me 
My life just an old man's memory 

Little baby nothing 
Loveless slavery, lips kissing empty 
Dress your life in loathing 
Breaking your mind with Barbie Doll futility 

Little baby nothing 
Sexually free, made-up to breakup 
Assassinated beauty 
Moths broken up, quenched at last 
The vermin allowed a thought to pass them by 

You are pure, you are snow 
We are the useless sluts that they mould 
Rock 'n' roll is our epiphany 
Culture, alienation, boredom and despair 

You are pure, you are snow 
We are the useless sluts that they mould 
Rock 'n' roll is our epiphany 
Culture, alienation, boredom and despair 

Repeat (Stars And Stripes) 

Repeat after me 
Fuck queen and country 
Repeat after me 
Death sentence heritage 
Repeat after me 
Death camp palace 

Useless generations 
Dumb flag scum 
Useless generations 
Dumb flag scum 

Repeat after me 
Fuck queen and country 
Repeat after me 
Royal Khymer Rouge 
Repeat after me 
Imitation demi-gods 

Useless generations 
Dumb flag scum 
Useless generations 
Dumb flag scum 

Repeat after me 
Fuck queen and country 
Useless generations 
Dumb flag scum 
Useless generations 
Dumb flag scum 

Tennessee 

Your dream can never earn enough 
Ultimate nihilistic love 

Tennessee nights just zip-code love 
Always believe the comfort of strangers 
Tennessee eyes graffiti once blue 
Media sells a trace of hate 
Media sells a trace of hate 

Our epitaph reads like your sin 
Subvert, destroy, beat derelict 

Tennessee nights just zip-code love 
Commanche becomes as maggot 
Tennessee eyes orange once blue 
Media sells a trace of hate 
Media sells a trace of hate 

His pain forgets her agony 
His heart P-M-R-C 
His heart P-M-R-C 
The white man is disease 
His heart P-M-R-C 

Your dream can never earn enough 
Ultimate nihilistic love 

Another Invented Disease 

Drugs come out of boredom babe 
U.N. exports it everyday 
Their armies feed the ghetto lame 
Government approve it just the same 

Daylight bores the sunshine out of me 
I need to feel alone amongst the weeds 
Daylight bores the sunshine out of me 
I need to feel (I need to feel) 
I need to feel (I need to feel) 

We need and we will always need 
Another invented disease 
We need and we are taught to need 
Another invented disease 

Left alone in corporate slums 
Where germs are free not amex fun 
Healthy bodies in empty minds 
Only exists in advert time 

Daylight bores the sunshine out of me 
I need to feel alone amongst the weeds 
Daylight bores the sunshine out of me 
I need to feel (I need to feel) 
I need to feel (I need to feel) 

We need and we will always need 
Another invented disease 
We need and we are taught to need 
Another invented disease 

Sunk deep in my TV 
Maybe sucked the soul from within me 

We need and we will always need 
Another invented disease 
We need and we are taught to need 
Another invented disease 

We need and we will always need 
Another invented disease 
We need and we are taught to need 
Another invented disease 

Stay Beautiful 

Find your faith in your security 
All broken up at seventeen 
Jam your brain with broken heroes 
Love your masks and adore your failure 

We're a mess of eyeliner and spraypaint 
D.I.Y. destruction on chanel chic 
Deny your culture of consumption 
This is a culture of destruction 

Don't wanna see your face 
Don't wanna hear your words 
Why don't you just 

Don't wanna see your face 
Don't wanna hear your words 
Why don't you just 

Babes on the run with poisoned lips 
Wrap your arms round this everlasting kiss 
Clinging to your own sense of waste 
All we love is lonely wreckage 

Your school your dole and your chequebook dreams 
Your clothes your suits and your pension schemes 
Now you say you know how we feel 
But don't fall in love cos we hate you still 

Don't wanna see your face 
Don't wanna hear your words 
Why don't you just 

Don't wanna see your face 
Don't wanna hear your words 
Why don't you just 

Destroyed by madness, oh yeah 
Destroyed by madness, oh yeah 
Destroyed by madness, oh yeah 
Anxiety is freedom 

So Dead 

Learn to sleep through misery 
Never gonna wake feeling free 
No one fucks as good as Marilyn 
Plastic surgery sure cures your sins 

You need a fix I'm your prostitute 
Repression says depravity's cute 
I'll feed you lines to make you smile 
You're so easy to dehumanise 

It's not that I can't find worth in anything 
It's just that I can't find worth in enough 
It's not that I can't find worth in anything 
In your love 

Pay for it 
Pay for it 
Degrade your senses till you hate me 

Begging to be cool through nicotine 
Decadence costs but she must be clean 
Build up walls so you can't feel 
When you get high 'It's so unreal' 

Days fade in and I need the night 
I've seen your dumb face all of my life 
Eyes close down, I don't wanna see 
Broken communion of the twentieth century 

It's not that I can't find worth in anything 
It's just that I can't find worth in enough 
It's not that I can't find worth in anything 
In your love 

Pay for it 
Pay for it 
You're gonna pay for my intelligence 

Pay for it 
Pay for it 
Cos I'm a slut and you just suck 

Pay for it 
Pay for it 
Degrade your senses till you hate me 

Pay for it 
Pay for it 
We promote all sickness and disease 
You're gonna pay for my intelligence 
Cos I'm a slut and you just suck 

You're so dead 
You're so dead 

Repeat (UK) 

London, England, consider yourselves warned 

Repeat after me 
Fuck queen and country 
Repeat after me 
Death sentence heritage 
Repeat after me 
Death camp palace 

Useless generations 
Dumb flag scum 
Useless generations 
Dumb flag scum 

Repeat after me 
Fuck queen and country 
Repeat after me 
Royal Khymer Rouge 
Repeat after me 
Imitation demi-gods 

Useless generation 
Dumb flag scum 
Useless generation 
Dumb flag scum 

Useless generations 
Dumb flag scum 
Useless generations 
Dumb flag scum 

Spectators Of Suicide 

Obedience to the law is free desire 
Under curfew from neon barbed wire 
Wasting away this country, wearing like a born dead 
Free heroin shots for those who never beg 

Spectators of suicide 
Exploding in society's eye 
Democracy is an empty lie 
Dead like our yesterdays tonight 

The only free choice is refusal to pay 
Life reduced to suicidal pain 
Cigarettes a life-line, it's safety in death 
Choking on the billboards, advertised and fed 

Spectators of suicide 
Exploding in society's eye 
Democracy is an empty lie 
Dead like our yesterdays tonight 

You're gonna shoot us dead with decadence 
You're gonna shoot us dead with decadence 

Damn Dog 
(Brackman/Mernit) 

This is Damn Dog by the Manic street preachers 
Take one 

Two, three, four 

I can lick your face 
I can bite it too 
Ooh my teeths got rabies 
I'm gonna give it to you 

Feed me, feed me 
Can't you hear me howl 
Feed me 
Cos I'm a damned dog now 

Gotta taste for flesh 
Gotta taste for danger 
So I foam and chew 
Bite the hands of a stranger 

Feed me, feed me 
Can't you hear me howl 
Feed me 
Cos I'm a damned dog now 

Feed me, feed me 
Can't you hear me howl 
Feed me 
Cos I'm a damned dog 

 Stigwood Music Inc. 

Crucifix Kiss 

so mighty so hegemonic so hating so desecrating so there so nowhere so hurting 
we fall between indifference rejection and the whole fucking wall 
we fall 

Christin me fuhrer nazarine 
Believe in tomorrow but not today 
Give me all your possessions 

Make poverty your perfect home 
Allow your leaders to control you 
Questions are now blasphemy 

Why walk when you can crawl 
Stay on your knees and kiss my feet 
Censorship'll stop your excess thought 
Check your billboard for my tour 

Listen to Luke sermon six 
"And if one of the occupation troops forces you to carry his pack one kilometer carry it two" 

Be a tourist in the warzone 
Interrogate scriptures and not your stinking home 
That diet of bread and waters old 

Now feed on alcohol drug and do what you're told 
Now we'll take your number for a name 
Soak mind control in christening water out of jail 

Fall in love, fall in love with me 
Nail a crucifix onto your soul 
Fall in love, fall in love with me 
Nail a crucifix onto your soul 
Fall in love, fall in love with me 
Nail a crucifix onto your soul 
Fall in love, fall in love with me 
Nail a crucifix onto your soul 

(Intro taken from 'Torying', a poem by patrick jones) 

Methadone Pretty 

I am nothing and should be everything 
You're methadone pretty, surrender in pity 
Intentional destruction germ 
Eats your thoughts and make you happy 

They wanna piece of your skin 
Pump it safer than, than a suicide 
Methadone pretty 
Methadone pretty 

Heart beats like a refuge machine 
Pretty hostage mass, licensed to obey 
Xerox days to acceptance 
Decline accelerates into prejudice 

They wanna piece of your skin 
Pump it safer than, than a suicide 
Methadone pretty 
Methadone pretty 

I accuse history, I accuse 
I accuse history, I accuse 
I accuse history 
I accuse history, I accuse 
I accuse history, I accuse 
I don't need your history 

Wreckage inside all that's real 
Another bought product, no reality 
Passive consumers with patrolled desires 
Mindless countdown to retirement 

They wanna piece of your skin 
Pump it safer than, than a suicide 
Gonna stay a terminal young thing 
An' never gonna be methadone pretty 

Methadone pretty 
Methadone pretty 
Methadone 

Condemned To Rock 'N' Roll 

Always feeling torn and slow 
Love song cull destroy poem 
Misery and trauma making love 
Best go shoot the fucking doves 
The past is so beautiful 
The future like a corpse in snow 
I think it's all the fucking same 
It's a life sentence babe 

A line of vodka tears inside 
A shot of boredom helps my mind 
Staring through a thousand dead eyes 
I guess my nerves are brutalised 

Lips I kiss just another plague 
Love can't fix the hole they made 
Condemned to rock n' 
Condemned to rock n' roll 

No innocent exit when hope dies 
And claustrophobia buys my mind 
I ran to breathe contagious lies 
No reasons for just living life 
Ripcord opens but my soul is cold 
With you I never felt more alone 
Skin never sweating dignity 
Kept my line beneath ecstasy 

This fragile prison of sanity 
An ocean wave to death babe 
Masochistic love going nowhere 
You're nothing, pestilience, a seed 

Lips I kiss just another plague 
Love can't fix the hole they made 
Condemned to rock n' 
Oblivions all we know 

Lips I kiss just another plague 
Lips I kiss just another plague 
Love can't fix the hole they made 

Sterile like a line of piss, motherfucker 
Review with avant garde lips, you're just a motherfucker 

There's nothing I wanna see 
There's nowhere I wanna go 


(All lyrics by Nicky Wire and Richey James Edwards
 except 'DAMN DOG'- The Sleaze Sisters)

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