There is only one time you can see this
for yaself, so come along an see it for
yourself, see it for yourself
I can feel remembrance, I can feel
remembrance. The raputus real
man, even a real man don't know
Real men known are always
Near us. I will always be him,

Too many covers gettin around
today none of the fucks have
anything original to say
Record companies tellin me
what to like, rise music fans it's
time for us to fight. Music these
days ain't what it was, song No. 1
is just like song no. 2 none of the
fuckers know

Live or dead there in your head
Walkin down ya street or in ya bed
Can't close your eyes to their faces
Can't turn back time n tell them no.
Can't hide your feelings by being
wasted.

Ye are if your father the
devil an the lusts of your
father ye shall do...
It's time to crucify the insanity.
Seperate reality from fantasy
It's time to wake n smell the shit
Death is death n I'm a cunt ya have to
live for now slay your christian family
Savour the

Captivated in my mind, that they've
brought unto, dedicated all my life a
life that brought us through, once
there was no problem with my life I
did forsake, but my mind wasn't my
mind till it was yours to take.
Memories of a kinship, my dead will
live forever, their

Brekky beers, cones, chopped, packed,
We're wasted, bin drinkin more beer
than the brewery's makin. Smellin like
shit, no fixed abode, no pictures here
no stories told. To the coppers n the
freaks it's all the same always drinkin
beer, always tappin the vein. Stained

Why does it seem police harrass me. It
seems strange to me I'm just a normal
Human being so why do they seem so keen
One reason is I smoked a bit of weed 'n the
other reason I can't see.
I'm highway drivin in my machine with the
Police pursuit on me. 200 clicks down the

I am S.A.S. A number, well
trained killing number on
war memorials my name
won't be recorded in
history be a number just
a number a well trained
killing number, I am, we
are 'Special Air Services'.
Insurgents will be comin soon ya'd
better stay awake 5 days in

These twisted times have moulded
The minds of the human race It's a
damn disgrace, that we let ourselves
show our 2nd face.
Sacreligious industries teaching our
Kids no loyalty, no love, no sense of
belonging, no rememberance of those who died for them, week in the heart<