Lletres: Strike Anywhere. Dead FM. Hollywood Cemetery.

You were there
down by the water on that ambush night
when all the 'CRASS' punks
refused to fight
Instead too many tithed into the shooting star
trading their lives in for the glamour of tar
When I found out all my heroes are just parasites
where are the good people
compromised by the road we have to follow

Get Out Get Out Get Out
and get away
there's no one left who can make you stay
the city's making money barricading the view
polluting our homes
and suffocating you

I found out all my heroes are just parasites
where are the good people
compromised by the war we call survival

If you don't do it
who fucking will?

I found out all my heroes are just parasites
where are the good people
compromised by the road we have to follow

I found out all my heroes are just parasites
we are the good people
compromised by the war we call survival

survival
hey hey hey
survival
hey hey hey
survival
hey hey hey

fuck
you