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 badges and their protest walk

Thousands of white men standing in a park

Objecting to racism like a candle in the dark

Black man's got his problems and his way to deal with it

So don't fool yourself you're helping with your white liberal shit

If you care to take a closer look at the way things really stand

You'd see we're all just niggers to the rulers of this land



Punk was once an answer to years of crap

A way of saying no where we'd always said yep

But the moment we found a way to be free

They invented a dividing line, street credibility

The qualifying factors are politics and class

Left wing macho street fighters willing to kick arse

They said because of racism they'd come out on the street

It was just a form of fascism for the socialist elite

Bigotry and blindness, a Marxist con

Another clever trick to keep us all in line

Neat little labels to keep us all apart

To keep us all divided when the troubles start



Pogo on a Nazi, Spit upon a Jew

Vicious mindless violence that offers nothing new

Left Wing violence, Right Wing violence all seems much the same

Bully boys out fighting, it's just the same old game

Boring fucking politics that'll get us all shot

Left wing, right wing, you can stuff the lot

Keep your petty prejudice, I don't see the point

ANARCHY AND FREEDOM IS WHAT I WANT