Now they're being led astray again, forgetting the battle we are facing
It's showtime, but you're supporting the foundations we are kicking
"Watch me I can play at 90,000 notes an hour

Know me for my power chords, not supporting of state power
I can play so $#&@ing fast, if you don't move I'll kick your arse
We're so $#&@in' tight we squeak, in fact my band are quite unique"


"That heavy metal driving sound, that's a real challenge
Three quid to stare at some thick arse, don't complain you're broke

Tough %#@!, you're not fooling us, the joke's on you
Follow and they'll lead you, right up the garden path"


"You can't handle I'm the best, the tunes, the power, $#&@ the rest!
The hordes they flock in cool as ice, don't question me, I'm always right
Call that a $#&@ing solo, I'll do better with ten pints in me

Listen to my voice, I'm really $#&@ing angry"

"Seen my bird, my Satan tattoos

I'm here to get $#&@ed right out my nut
I'm jacking up, then falling down, but the lights, the dry ice, the stage act
Have you ever thought of directing energy towards action?

"Action, I'd sooner $#&@ my motorbike"
You pile of sexist, drugged up macho %#@!; you're a hindrance not a help
So go on bang your head harder, we hope it drops right off


Understand this, you might not agree with what they say, do, or stand for
You may just like the music and if that's all that concerns you fair enough

But don't ride along on the back of change, to play to all us caring, staring people
Forget it, we won't be fooled again
If a tune becomes so $#&@ing important, if all that's talked about is notes, chords and bands, when a records becomes rebellion - an alternative to action

An excuse for doing nothing you helps them... to oppress us