Lirik Lagu Don't Tell Me You Care - Crass
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
You shit-head slimy got it allsYou crap-eyed ghosts with greasy ballsYou wicked matron stabbing hard,Grabbing while the going's goodAdministrators vicious smileDancing on the body pileSlipping your sly fingernailsImpaling flesh on battlefieldsThe decaying corpses help you upTo your position at the top
You shit-head slimy want it allsYou bind the baby as it crawlsAnd crush its head, the soft new scullBurst its brain and keep it dull.You own its mind, you murderous thiefGrind it down with bloodied teethAnd feed it up with national pride...Progress through self-sacrificeNot for themselves, but you, you scabYou raid the bodies of the dead
You shit-head slimy make it allsWith dead meat dripping as you walkDon't talk of justice or respectYou shit soaked armchair moralist...What right is yours that others livesAre yours to smash and kill and bind?It's your security that they bleed forYour definitions that they die forYou stack your dead heroes with no more thoughtThan some accountant at their work
You shit-head slimy got it allsCrap-eyes ghosts were maggots crawlTired old jerk-offs with your bodyguardsThose muscle-pimps with forty-fivesYou gutless automatic butchersBullet shitting dumbhead hookersIt's your heartless failure they protectWhile you deny the shame of your neglectAll you can see is your brutal successAnd damn the dead and fear the mess
You shit-head greedy have it allsYou cheat and lie and jargoniseThat your success is also oursThat what you take you take for usWhile your ambition scrapes the living dryAnd your solutions are archaic battlecries
You dead meat eyesore death pushersLook elsewhere for your arselickers...The face that stares back from the mirrorReflects the reality of your horrorSo don't tell me you care, shit-headYou betray the dead as you curse lifeEat you own sh
You shit-head slimy want it allsYou bind the baby as it crawlsAnd crush its head, the soft new scullBurst its brain and keep it dull.You own its mind, you murderous thiefGrind it down with bloodied teethAnd feed it up with national pride...Progress through self-sacrificeNot for themselves, but you, you scabYou raid the bodies of the dead
You shit-head slimy make it allsWith dead meat dripping as you walkDon't talk of justice or respectYou shit soaked armchair moralist...What right is yours that others livesAre yours to smash and kill and bind?It's your security that they bleed forYour definitions that they die forYou stack your dead heroes with no more thoughtThan some accountant at their work
You shit-head slimy got it allsCrap-eyes ghosts were maggots crawlTired old jerk-offs with your bodyguardsThose muscle-pimps with forty-fivesYou gutless automatic butchersBullet shitting dumbhead hookersIt's your heartless failure they protectWhile you deny the shame of your neglectAll you can see is your brutal successAnd damn the dead and fear the mess
You shit-head greedy have it allsYou cheat and lie and jargoniseThat your success is also oursThat what you take you take for usWhile your ambition scrapes the living dryAnd your solutions are archaic battlecries
You dead meat eyesore death pushersLook elsewhere for your arselickers...The face that stares back from the mirrorReflects the reality of your horrorSo don't tell me you care, shit-headYou betray the dead as you curse lifeEat you own sh
