Banned from the Roxy...Ok

I never much liked playing there anyway

Said they only wanted well behaved boys

Do they think guitars and microphones are just fucking toys?

Fuck 'em, chosen to make my stand

Against what I feel is wrong with this land

Just sit there on their overfed arses

Feeding off the sweat of less fortunate classes

Keep their fucking power cos their finger's on the button

Got control and won't let it be forgotten

Truth of their 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 own front door is barred

Got the fucking nerve to call it defence

Seems their defence is a just the threat of strength

Protection for the privileged at any length

Government protecting their profits from the poor

Rich and the fortunate chaining up the door

Afraid that the people may ask for a little more

Than the shit they get, shit they get, shit they get,

Shit they get, shit they get, shit they get,

Shit they get, shit they get,

DEFENCE? SHIT, IT'S NOTHING LESS THAN WAR

AND NO ONE BUT THE GOVERNMENT KNOWS WHAT THE FUCK IT'S FOR

Oh yes they say it's defence, say it's decency

Mai Lai, Hiroshima, know what I mean?

Same fucking lies with depressing frequency

They say "We had to do it to keep our lives clean"

Whose life? Whose fucking life?

Who the fuck are they talking to?

Whose life? Whose fucking life?

I'll tell you one thing, it ain't me and you

And their systems, christ, they're everywhere

School, army, church, the corporation deal

Fucked up reality based on fear

Fucking conspiracy to stop you feeling real

Well they ain't got me,

I'd say they're fucking wrong

I ain't quite ready with my gun

But I've got me song

Banned from the Roxy, Ok

Never much like playing there anyways

GUNS