Crass was an influential English anarchist punkband. Crass formed in 1977, based around Dial House, an 'open house community' near Epping, Essex, in England. Whereas the Sex Pistols' anarchism seemed to be a self-consciously nihilistic prank, Crass's stance was more directly linked to the libertarian socialist or communalistic varieties of 20th century political thought. Taking literally the punk manifesto of "Do It Yourself", Crass combined the use of song, film, sound collage, graphics and subversion to launch a sustained and innovative critical broadside against all that they saw as a culture built on foundations of war, violence, sexism, religious hypocrisy and unthinking consumerism. They were also amongst the progenitors of the anarcho-pacifism that became pervasive in the punkmusic scene (see also anarcho-punk).
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Crass
Same old stuff, you've heard it all before
Crass being crass about the system, or is it war?
We ain't got no humour, we don't know how to laugh
If you don't fucking like it - fucking tough!
Cos I'm the same old monkey in the same old zoo
Same old message trying to get through
Screaming from the platform when the train ain't even there
I've got a one way ticket, but I don't fucking care
If what I've got to say is always much the same
It's cos the game the system plays is still the same old game
Senile idiots in their seats of power
Ancient rotting corpses breathing horror by the hour
They're lovers of death the fucking creeps
Screwing our earth, as our earth weeps
Iron ladies, steel men
Waiting for their fucking war to start again
Blood lusting nutters plan death for us all
They'll be hiding in their bunkers as we watch the missiles fall
Ain't they just so decent, respectable and nice
Eating the fat of the land while it's us that pay the price
Westminster's full of psychopaths with blood clots 'stead of brains
Flesh hungry vultures picking our remains
Shitting on the world they've shat on many times before
Fucked it good and proper in the name of law
Well bollocks to the lot of you and you can fuck off too
If you're bored with what I say, no-one's asking you
Just fuck off and have your fun
Hoist your Jolly Roger and wave your plastic gun
With your painted faces and your elegant style
How about trying to think for a while?
As your decorate your lifestyle with cheap consumer bliss
Forget about loving, it's your arse you're going to kiss
As long as they've got you under their thumb
With T.V. lobotomy and media fun
They'll have their way with you, what more can I say?
Watch out for the mind police and have a nice day