Song Teksten   0-9   A   B   C   D   E   F   G   H   I   J   K   L   M   N   O   P   Q   R   S   T   U   V   W   X   Y   Z

 


NAPALM DEATH Song Lyrics



Repression Out Of Uniform


(From the album "WORDS FROM THE EXIT WOUND")



Phobic - eggshell-walking on a brink.
Camera sensor eyes pierce.
We excuse stone-set normality.
yet send tremors through morality.

Frozen optics,
traction for outspoken heads.

Fuck your badgeless, rankless dirge
and bizarre take on community concern.
Division is your vision.

Cajoled - jostled into position
where we can't ascend or defend.
Funny how you're moulded by perfection;
Which visionary told you so?

Curse our influence,
traction for outspoken heads.

Your true colours make us reel - scab
Garish hue with bilious sheen - scab
no dressing up to the nines - scab
It's permanent under the skin.

Policing the detritus - unclean!
Policing the benign?

Fuck your badgeless, rankless dirge
and fuck assumptions that we're dirt
This derision builds a prison... for you!

 

 

2005 ©song-teksten.com/