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BEG YOUR PARDON `Crass`

chorus: beg the question, bend the truth bail out the basement while there's holes in the roof in the beginning they said there was light there ain't much left of it now we're lost in the darkness, searching

Pardon `Dean Martin`

Pardon I beg your pardon my dear Say you forgive me and please Take me back in your heart Pardon Forgive my follishness dear Here in my arms you belong For I was wrong right from the start

I Beg Your Pardon `Tom Waits`

I'm just a scarecrow with out you baby please don't disappear I beg your pardon dear I gotta a bottle full of trumpet a hatbox full of drum I beg your pardon dear I got upset I lost my head I didn't mean

WHAT THE FUCK? `Crass`

Your war and raving of it is so total You're consumed by it as you'd consume us Would you see the fire from your sanctuary of death?

HURRY UP GARRY (the parsons farted) `Crass`

as long as i play it moderate, that's fine fuck off runt, fuck off runt pick your nose with your ball pen, put your snot in sounds back to your play pen with your street cred minds you whimper and whine

ASYLUM `Crass`

i vomit for you jesu shit forgive down now from your cross down now from your papal heights from the churlish suicide, petulant child down from those pious heights royal flag bearer, goat, billy i vomit

CRUTCH OF SOCIETY `Crass`

don't want to bury my head in the crutch of society perverted parent that takes my energy sucking me dry with your morals, your threats christ, your queen, your politics fucking hypersensitive, super

HEARD TOO MUCH ABOUT `Crass`

only the accepting of dependency wait in the shop, for what you ain't got lying on the beaches for the social elite working 9 to 4, revolved around more fear, guilt, abuse, love and moral truth war in your

DARLING `Crass`

hero, hello hello. hello hero, hero hello. hello hero, hero hello. hello, hello, hello, hello obscene sentimental, hero hello obsession, obsession, hello, hello desire for protection, hero hello protect your

POISON IN A PRETTY PILL `Crass`

your tactile eyes running over glossy paper printed on with tactile lies of glaze and gauze they say "forget yourself, adorn with this disguise" this womanhood of smooth and tampered whores let me warn

END RESULT `Crass`

i am product, i am a symbol of endless, hopeless, fruitless, aimless games i'm a glossy package on the supermarket shelf my contents aren't fit for human consumption i could tragically injure your perfect

YOU PAY `Crass`

you're paying for prisons, you're paying for war paying for lobotomies, you're paying for law paying for their order, paying for their murder paying for your ticket to watch the farce knowing you've

Intro. `Thousand Foot Krutch`

Hold up, wait a minute Ya know it's goin' on when Krutch is in it Move over, beg your pardon Krutch gonna get this party started Hold up, wait a minute Ya know it's goin' on when Krutch is in it Move over

MOTHER-EARTH `Crass`

it's myra hindley on the cover your very own sweet anti-mother there she is, on the pages of the star ain't that just the place you wish you were?

DRY WEATHER `Crass`

you offer your protection, but insist when i decline you offer independence, but demand i tow the line you say you give me freedom, but you hang on to the key well don't you think, perhaps, the decision's

BUMHOOLER `Crass`

the grave all the willing saviours see that we behave everybody knows they're there, see them all around lots of little people who'll put you in the ground well, take a burning issue and stuff it up your

PUNK IS DEAD `Crass`

transistors schoolboy sedition backed by big time promoters cbs promote the clash ain't for revolution, it's just for cash punk became a fashion just like hippy used to be ain't got a thing to do with your

FUN GOING ON `Crass`

laugh but you're leading yourself up another garden path a million people are sitting out of work i never wanted in, so i'm treated as a shirk who's the fool in the irish joke when the say you've got is your

NINETEEN EIGHTY BORE `Crass`

switch on the set, light up the screen fantasise and dream about what you might have been who needs controlling when they've got the cathode ray they've got your fucking soul, now they'll fuse your brains

SO WHAT `Crass`

superstar elite i'm just a person, human being no you're not you're a part of the machine you're a part of our machine, because we want you to be got you now and you'll never be free we can even have your

YOU CAN BE WHO? `Crass`

abusing each other as your work off your fears go climb a mountain, go fuck a scout avoidance of self is what it's about pretence and illusion to avoid who you are don't work on yourself, just polish the

George `Two Ton Shoe`

morning dreams that it's his birthday gives himself another gets up and drinks a beer georgie in the pantry feeling for his eyeballs thinks about a shower and sees these shapes appear whatcha doin' here i beg

I Beg Your Pardon `Kon Kan`

I Beg Your Pardon Kon Kan There once was a time and there once was a way We had something going and to my dismay Attention to me seemed to drift though I don't know where And when we're alone

WHITE PUNKS ON HOPE `Crass`

they said that we were trash well the name is crass not clash they can stuff their punk credentials cause it's them that take the cash they won't change nothing with their fashionable talk their rar

Rose Garden (로즈가든 : 린 앤더슨) `Various Artists`

I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be a little rain sometimes When you take you got to give So live and let live or let go I beg your pardon I never

(I Never Promised You A) Rose Garden `Lynn Anderson`

I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be a little rain sometimes When you take you got to give So live and let live or let go I beg your pardon I never

Rose Garden `Joe South`

I beg your pardon I never promised you a rose garden Along with the sunshine There's gotta be a little rain some time Now when you take you gotta give so live and let live Or let go oh na na na I beg your

MOTHER LOVE `Crass`

the neighbours who can produce the perfect babe with everything in place god help you if you come out without an angel face if you haven't got the looks that prove how nice you are you'll have failed your

BANNED FROM THE ROXY `Crass`

reality is at the wrong end of a gun proof of that is belfast and that's no fucking fun seeing the squaddy lying in the front yard seeing the machine guns resting on the fence finding the entrance to your

RIVAL TRIBAL REBEL REVELS (PART 2) `Crass`

can't help doing what i do i'll do anybody who ain't like me so forget your what, why or who i ain't got no purpose and i don't give a fuck i never asked for this life if you're looking for reasons you're