Lyrics

 

yo. check check... below are as much of the blac blocs lyrics i can find. this page is updated frequently - to remember new lyrics and shape a few verbs after a particularly inspired jam... the first batch are from our 2008 record: blac blocs - blac blocs... al

oh and i need to fix the enjambment below...

Pavement

Under the pavement - Head underground- Crax in the concrete - Get under the sound- The brave and the righteous- Rise up thru the sand

To tear at the culture

In this critical jamm Theyre Burning the Flag They gather and cluster to hack at the seams Under the pavement they're burning the flag Under the pavement

KPI

These are yr Key Performance Indicators All yr comrades r known agitators Got a grrl on the inside a perfect imitator An instigator an infiltrator You aint gotta key to my control Indicator Indicator All yr base are a litany of craters You belong to us take yr time interrogator Interpolator discriminator cop-u-lator stimulator These are yr Key Performance Indicators

Dick at the Disco

Didya see my dick at the disco / Didya see my dick Can ya see the light shining on it / can ya feel it twitch You cut me off in the middle of a sentence / It was a paragraph And it was Good Good Good this not recorded - probably never will be! theres a youtube out there...

Radical Concept

She said sit down shutup / Its not such a radical concept Tearing at the fences / cuttin razor wire Children in the briny / Filthy fucking liars This apathy the nation / that could not give a fuck Your T-shirt and your bracelet / I couldn't give a fuck Yeah it all gets just a little bit wasted This is the beginning of the end of indefinite detention Can you feel it Can you feel the tension Right here Right now Pop Pop Pop

Police are Outside

Band in the backyard the police are outside Can't get a dialtone the police are outside I wish to make a statement the police are outside Turn up the radio the police are outside Agents of the government the police are outside Can i get a witness the police are outside I think we have a problem the police are outside We should start a movement the police are outside Buddha's on the bookshelf the police are outside Jesus was an anarchist the police are outside Shoulda worn a helmet the police are outside Set fire to the radio the police are outside

pissin on the body of a dead politician

here comes another one just like the other one wheres the next one just like the other one we need a fresh one fresh fresh fresh fresh fresh we need a fresh one read between the lines to accept this mission mr speaker mr speaker its a law of attrition its a ladder to the capital this road to acquisition smokin in the street is an act of sedition pissin on the body of a dead politician your the line in the sand at the borders of permission count your coins like a mathematician spin spin spin that statistician got a brand new game called end the oppression pissin on the body of a dead politician - body its just a body vote with a pistol, voter

CHAIR

Anarkista Communista Socialista Make a fista Hey Sista Feministar Activistas Resist Resist Resist Resista Get outta yr chair Get pisseder with a Capitalista Got a blister from yr transista - resist resist resist Get outta yr chair Hey mista get on the lista not a terrorista resista resista resista resistar Get outta yr chair, boy

NonViolent Direct Action

i had to hitter - i was bitter she fucked the fitter - man i got the jitters yr little critter - a shit emitter a babysitter - i had to to hit her i had to pick her - we used to bicker i tried to trick her - i had to flicker a mickey quicker - she got sicker cut paste n flicker - i had to hit her no smoking here in the studio no new songs here on the radio we sold soul the soldiers are sold no smoking here in the studio no new songs here on the radio no pamphlets in the restroom no violence in the backroom no future non violent direct action.. FROM blac blocs - blac blocs cd - 2008


Below are the next batch - most have been tested live - still drafting - most to be recorded summer 2009/2010... al

petrol

(buy yr petrol join the army shoot yr neighbour sell yr labour?) i'm gonna get some get some get some see you down at the police station see you down at the barricades i'm gonna get some some of the action

comatose

got a mental condition - been diagnosed textile admissions are subtle code we all went to the centre in a capital pose i measured yr measure - i'm comatose yr real estate - i'm comatose yr shopping centre - i'm comatose yr credit card - i'm comatose yr shopping trolley - comatose mistook yr intention - all fishes n loaves forgot to mention to mention - under my clothes medicated condition - i'm overdose read the back of the packet - i'm comatose

big lie

anarchy my temptress not a master not a mistress stop go every time that she walks by i can taste the gnu sky freefall from the rooftops we all fell for the big top lie rip into the blue bloc come join the black bloc no career like a car crash get set for the backlash say good bye to the good life career

dance

dance dance dance thru the underground to the esplanade up the escalator on the capital dance dance dance on the concrete on the caterpillars on the bitumen on the city green i am the escalator dance dance dance like ya mean it on the car tops dance for yr freedom like its necessary i am the escalator if i cant dance its not my revolution we are the escalator

no time

no time to sit on yr laurels no time to rest on yr morals no time to walk to skool no time no time at all time we want all time we want real time we want all the time all of the time no time to talk to a policeman no time to listen to the teacher no time to read all about it no time no time at all it was the best of times, it was the worst of times breathe sing speak breathe no time to sit at the station no time to stand for the nation no time no time at all

medication

are you on any medication I went to see your doctor hey, I went to see your doctor no I went to see your lawyers, I went to see you lay-buy-lie I went to see your capital, I went to see your market fall I went to see your apathy, I went to see your bloody streets they kicked the shit outta me it means nothing to me you mean nothing to me you never listen to me they mean nothing to me this means nothing to me - wall st hay st new york perth kalgoorlie underground leederville glendalough stirling greenwood whitfords edgewater - We are collapsing, collapsing as we speak SALE SALE SALE they kicked the shit outta me

Government.

Traffic filters in through the open front door You can find me wasted on the kitchen floor Gotta lotta empty bags but I want some more I want some more Get stoned, get drunk every fucking weekend Zips down, dicks out, pissin on the back fence Glass on the backline, cousins at the defence I want some more Hey little sister sick of livin on dead time Hey little sister gotta take it to the frontline Got a letter from the Government the other day Truck full of law keep kickin at the back door Bang Bang Bangin at the fascist flaws I gotta lotta close friends but I want some more I want some more Don't stop fuckin shit up on the weekend Wake up face down, brick through the TV Get real, stand up, shoutin at the beaches I want some more Hey little sister sick of livin on dead time Hey little sister gotta take it to the frontline Got a letter from the Government the other day What you gotta fine in the letter Don't believe the hype

Capsicum

We bow down to the capsicum spray If we bow down to the capsicum spray to the methods they made in their custody we will never be free this is not our land - this is noongar land 80,000 yrs of culture - 218 yrs of white occupation 500 aboriginal nations - now one nation - a corporation yr genocide - no sovereignty - no treaty Yagan - if we bow down

ROADS

there are roads that wont be driven down there are words that must not be written down there are no walls that cannot be painted on there are people that wont be broken down there is music that will not be listened to there are gardens that once were bitumen there are credits we must rely upon there are desires you should act upon get in line hold the line drive the line stand in line form a line remain in line break the line this is the thought crime... there is country that will not be occupied there are the rocks that cannot be sacrificed there is no species that cannot be pacified there are no people that have not been compromised

sentence

Just another sentence on a perfect day Just across the concrete on a perfect day Blissed inside the centre on a perfect day Justify existence on a perfect day Just another sentence on a perfect day Pocketful of passion on a perfect day Detonate my suitcase on a perfect day Rectify the system on a perfect day Expect Resistance - Resist Expectance Just another sentence on a perfect day These are my defences on a perfect day Underneath the fabric on a perfect day Just before the shrapnel on a perfect day Expect Resistance - Resist Expectance God forgive my anarchy Set aside my Fantasy You can be my Reality God forgive my anarchy It was just another sentence on a perfect day


others:

Last Dove

Diggin a hole in yr arm An open cut mine a superpit scar yellowcake holiday baby Here in cars our flaming cars Am i the last dove Digin the kid on yr TV Got that shit in yr brain Crude oil credit supastar 2 ton of steel one man Here in cars our flaming cars Am i the last dove Diggin a new kinda implant You have 26 friends Got a face like a carpark This is where it ends Set fire to cars Am i the last dove

Had a nice time at yr funeral

you shoulda been there my friend instead you were hangin in a shit hotel but we all had a nice time anyway we drank all yr beer we smoked a lot of weed in yr sisters backyard we had a nice time at yr funeral wish you were there we talked about the time you pied the pusher from the mine had a nice time at yr funeral wish you'd been there you said to resist, reject, defy their pompous authority Chris you motherfucker I wish you were there Had a nice time at yr funeral brother all yr feral friends were there you woulda loved it man you shoulda been there I read yr poem at the festival I cried on the stage I remember yr laughter yr scratch on the page Chris you motherfucker I wish you were there Had a nice time at yr funeral you shoulda been there my friend instead you were hangin in a shit hotel

Shipment of Beef

Oooo Ahhh Oooo Theres a shipment of beef coming in to you ============= IN PROGRESS: i was born in a cadboard box - amongst the mission brown sound under titanium nuclear clocks - we shopped this town down i was a frustrated alien - always chasin coin 4 babies in a box back then - tossed into the void i'm yr capital captive baby - i'm yr fuzzy desert whore i'm yr idiotic intention - i'm yr dissident outlaw i finally found myself - on my shoes logos i finally found myself - in the units i chose i finally found myself - i finally found my shelf

Freeway

our bodies washed up on the freeway can i protect you in my cage

Metro

Fear of reprisals at the Metro

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got a patch on the back o my jacket

saw yr picture by the back o the packet

got a massive machine to make a racket

if i can find how to unpack it

i belong

got a badge on the flap o my satchel

traffic tactic hackit... blah

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