The Holy Bible

Wherever you go i will be carcass
Whatever you see will be rotting flesh
Humanity recovered glittering etiquette
Answers her crimes with mausoleum rent
Regained your self-control
And regained your self-esteem
And blind your success inspires
And analyse, despise and scrutinise
Never knowing what you hoped for
And safe and warm but life is so silent
For the victims who have no speech
In their shapeless guilty remorse
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Your meaning, your meaning
No birds - no birds
The sky is swollen black
No birds - no birds
Holy mass of dead insect
Come and walk down memory lane
No one sees a thing but they can pretend
Life eternal scorched grass and trees
For your love nature has haemorrhaged
Regained your self-control
And regained your self-esteem
And blind your success inspires
And analyse, despise and scrutinise
Never knowing what you hoped for
And safe and warm but life is so silent
For the victims who have no speech
In their shapeless guilty remorse
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Your meaning, your meaning
No birds - no birds
The sky is swollen black
No birds - no birds
Holy mass of dead insect
And life can be as important as death
But so mediocre when there's no air, no light and no hope
Prejudice burns brighter when it's all we have to burn
The world lances youth's lamb-like winter, winter.

Lyrics by richey james and nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore


Teacher starve your child, p.c. approved
As long as the right words are used
Systemised atrocity ignored
As long as bi-lingual signs on view
Ten foot sign in oxford street
Be pure - be vigilant - behave
Grey not neon, grey not real
Life bleeds, death is your birthright
P.c. she speaks impotent, sterile, naïve, blind, atheist, sadist, stiff-upper lip, first principle of her silence, of her silence
Pcp - a p.c. police victory
Pcp - a p.c. phyrric victory
When i was young p.c. meant police constable
Nowadays i can't seem to tell the difference
Liposuction for your bad mouth boy
Cut out your tongue, effigies are sold
Words discoloured, bow to the bland
Heal yourself with sinner's salt
Doctors arrested for euthanasia
Kill smokers through blind vanity
If you're fat don't get ill
Europe's gravestone carved in plastic
P.c. she says inoculate, hallucinate, beware shakespeare, bring fresh air, king cigarette snuffed out by her midgets, by her midgets
Pcp - a p.c. police victory
Pcp - a p.c. pyrrhic victory
When i was young p.c. meant police constable
Nowadays i can't seem to tell the difference
P.c. caresses bigots and big brother, read leviticus, learnt censorship, pro-life equals anti-choice, to be scared of, of feathers
Pcp - a p.c. police victory
Pcp - a p.c. pyrrhic victory
When i was young p.c. meant police constable
Nowadays i can't seem to tell the difference
Lawyers before love, surrogate sex
This land bows down to
Yours, unconditional love and hate
Pass the prozac, designer amnesiac

For sale? dumb cunt's same dumb questions
Virgin? listen, all virgins are liars honey
And i don't know what i'm scared of or what i even enjoy
Dulling, get money, but nothing turns out like you want it to
And in these plagued streets of pity you can buy anything
For $200 anyone can conceive a god on video
He's a boy, you want a girl so tear off his cock
Tie his hair in bunches, fuck him, call him rita if you want
I eat and i dress and i wash and i still can say thank you
Puking - shaking - sinking i still stand for old ladies
Can't shout, can't scream, hurt myself to get pain out
I 't' them, 24:7, all year long
Purgatory's circle, drowning here, someone will always say yes
Funny place for the social, for the insects to start caring
Just an ambulance at the bottom of a cliff
In these plagued streets of pity you can buy anything
For $200 anyone can conceive a god on video
He's a boy, you want a girl so tear off his cock
Tie his hair in bunches, fuck him, call him rita if you want, if you want
I eat and i dress and i wash and i can still say thank you
Puking - shaking - sinking i still stand for old ladies
Can't shout, can't scream, hurt myself to get pain out
Power produces desire, the weak have none
There's no lust in this coma even for a fifty
Solitude, solitude, the 11th commandment
The only certain thing that is left about me
There's no part of my body that has not been used
Pity or pain, to show displeasure's shame
Everyone i've loved or hated always seems to leave
And in these plagued streets of pity you can buy anything
For $200 anyone can conceive a god on video
He's a boy, you want a girl so tear off his cock
Tie his hair in bunches, fuck him, call him rita if you want, if you want
Power produces desire, the weak have none
There's no lust in this coma even for a fifty
Solitude, solitude, the 11th commandment
Don't hurt, just obey, lie down, do as they say
May as well be heaven this hell, smells the same
These sunless afternoons i can't find myself.

Lyrics by richey james and nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore


You were what you were
Clean cut, unbecoming
Recreation for the masses
You always mistook fists for flowers
Welcome welcome soldier smiling
Funeral march for agony's last edge
6 million screaming souls
Maybe misery - maybe nothing at all
Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing
Never counted - never mattered - never be
Arbeit macht frei
Transports of invalids
Hartheim castle breathes us in
In block 5 we worship malaria
Lagerstrasse, poplar trees
Beauty lost, dignity gone
Rascher surveys us butcher bacteria
Welcome welcome soldier smiling
Soon infected, nails broken hunger's a word
6 million screaming souls
Maybe misery - maybe nothing at all
Lives that wouldn't have changed a thing
Never counted - never mattered - never be
Drink it away, every tear is false
Churchill no different
Wish the workers bled to a machine

Do not listen to a word i say
Just listen to what i can keep silent
The only way to gain approval
Is by exploiting the very thing that cheapens me
I stare at the sky
And it leaves me blind
I close my eyes
And this is yesterday
Someone somewhere soon will take care of you
I repent, i'm sorry, everything is falling apart
Houses as ruins and gardens as weeds
Why do anything when you can forget everything
I stare at the sky
And it leaves me blind
I close my eyes
And this is yesterday
I stare at the sky

Images of perfection, suntan and napalm
Grenada - haiti - poland - nicaragua
Who shall we choose for out morality
I'm thinking right now of hollywood tragedy
Big mac: smack: phoenix r: please smile y'all
Cuba, mexico can't cauterize our discipline
Your idols speak so much of the abyss
Yet your morals only run as deep as the surface
Cool - groovey - morning - fine
Tipper gore was a friend of mine
I love a free country
The stars and stripes and an apple for mommy
Conservative say there ain't no black in the union jack
Democrat say there ain't enough white in the stars and stripes
Compton - harlem - a pimp fucked a priest
The white man has just found a new moral saviour
Vital stats - how white was their skin
Unimportant - just another inner-city drive-by thing
Morning - fine - serve your first coffee of the day
Real privilege, it will take your problems all away
Number one - the best - no excuse from me
I am here to serve the moral majority
Cool - groovey - morning - fine
Tipper gore was a friend of mine
I love a free country
The stars and stripes and an apple for mommy
Zapruder the first to masturbate
The world's first taste of crucified grace
And we say there's not enough black in the union jack
And we say there's too much white in the stars and stripes
Fuck the brady bill
Fuck the brady bill
If god made man they say
Sam colt made him equal.