Dead Kennedys:
CHICKENSHIT CONFORMIST
punk's not dead it just deserves to die
when it becomes another stale cartoon
a close-minded self-centered social club
ideas don't matter, it's who you know
if the music's gotten boring it's because of the people
who want everyone to sound the same
who drive bright people out of our so-called scene
'til all that's left is just a meaningless fad
hardcore formulas are dogshit
change and caring are what's real
is this a state of mind or just another label?
the joy and hope of an alternative
have become its own cliche
a hairstyle's not a lifestyle imagine Sid Vicious at 35
who needs a scene scared to love and to feel
judging everything by loud fast rules appeal
who played last night? "i don't know, i forgot
but diving off the stage was a lot of fun."
so eager to please peer pressure decrees so eager to please peer pressure decrees
make the same old mistakes again and again chickenshit conformist like your parents
what's ripped us apart even more than drugs
are the thieves and the goddamn liars
ripping people off when they share their stuff
when someone falls are there any friends?
harder core than thou for a year or two
then it's time to get a real job
others stay home it's no fun to go out
when the gigs are wrecked by gangs and thugs
when the thugs form bands look who gets record deals
from new york metal labels looking to scam
who sign the most racist queerbashing bands they can find
to make a buck revving kids up for war
walk tall, act small only as tough as gang approval
unity is bullshit when it's under someone's fat boot
where's the common cause?
too many factions safely sulk in their shells
agree with us on everything or we won't help with anything
that kind of attitude just makes a split grow wider
guess who's laughing while the world explodes
when we're all crybabies who fight best among ourselves
so eager to please peer pressure decrees so eager to please peer pressure decrees
make the same old mistakes again and again chickenshit conformist like your parents
that farty old rock and roll attitude's back
"it's competition, man, we wanna break big."
who needs friends when the money's good?
that's right the '70s are back
cock-rock metal's like a bad laxative
it just don't move me, ya know?
the music's ok when there's more ideas than solos
do we rally need the attitude too?
shedding thin skin too quickly
as a fan it disappoints me
same old stupid sexist lyrics
or is satan all you can think of?
crossover is just another word for lack of ideas
maybe what we need are more trolls under the bridge
will the metalheads finally learn something?
or will the punks throw away their education?
no one's ever the best once they believe their own press
"maturing" don't mean rehashing mistakes of the past
so eager to please peer pressure decrees so eager to please peer pressure decrees
make the same old mistakes again and again chickenshit conformist like your parents
the more things change the more they stay the same
we can't grow when we won't criticize ourselves
the '60s weren't all failure it's the '70s that stunk
as the clock ticks we dig the same hole
music scenes ain't real life they won't get rid of the bomb
won't eliminate rape or bring down the banks
any kind of real change takes more time and work
than changing channels on a tv set
so why are we so eager to please peer pressure decrees so eager to please peer pressure decrees
make the same old mistakes again and again chickenshit conformist like your parents
pojedini posjetitelj od 17.3.06.
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O da… sinoć se nakon duuugo vremena u Praćki ponovo dogodio PUNK! Da krenem otpočetka. Ulazim u park i vidim neuglednu glupaču (poznatiji kao Mrva) koja mi opet nije dopeljala davno obećane cedeje. Mrva smrdiš. I tak vadim iz torbe vinčeko, fino, skoro vrhunsko, hladno i maznuto kompiću. Uz kvalitetnu kapljicu dolaze i dobre vijesti pa mi tak Dinko (bend Flegma) potvrđuje glasine da sviraju ko predgrupa legendarnim UK Subsima! (23.2.06. Mochwara). Upozno sam neke ljude koje sam znao prije sam iz vidjena i to. Zanimljivo je kad se sve to skupa lijepo posloži, uglavnom nemreš upoznat nikog novog, a da taj već nezna bar neke tvoje frendove. Kasnije je došlo još podosta ljudi pa sam se zabrinuo da nebi slučajno osto vani pa sam zapičio u Sraćku. Za cener minuta bila je full popunjena. Onoliko punx'n'skins-a nisam vidio u toj birtiji brijem nikad dosad. Jebeno. Malo prije nego kaj su NMI počeli prašiti pozvao me tonac Matija i veli on meni: "jel te mogu zamolit za jednu uslugu? Budući da tebe jedinog znam, smiri ekipu, nemoj da rade sranja, pogo i to. Neće oni svirat ono kaj su rekli, ja sam metalac i znam kaj je punk, nemreš ti meni prodavat muda pod bubrege". Hehe Ja: neće bit poga jer nema mjesta, a ni sranja nebi trebalo bit sam pustite dečke da odsviraju i nemojte ih prekidat bezveze… i tako je i bilo. Žikki sad znaš zakaj vas nisu prekinuli nakon prve stvari :) duguješ mi pivu hehe. Svirka je bila kao i obično jebena. Ne vrijedi opisivat riječima, ja sam ih slušo 2 puta i fakat su mi se svidjeli. Pa ak možete poslušajte ih! Ružni jesu al dobro praše. I tak. Sat vremena je prošlo dosta brzo… al tak je to.. sve što je punk kratko traje. Oi!
