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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Pare, stav, interes, ponos, život… moraju li se sve te stvari nužno sukobljavati? Gdje je granica do koje se smije ići, a da nebi izdali i prodali sebe? Kaj neki bend, nekog čovjeka na sceni, čini prodanim? Teška pitanja na koja nema jasnog odgovora. Po meni bend se prodao kad prestanu pjevati i zvučati onako kak sami žele, kad moraju izdati album kad to diskografska kuća traži od njih, a ne kad su oni spremi izdat nove stvari. Ostalo je vrlo teško prosuditi. Recimo svatko od nas se bavi nečim, zarađuje na nečemu. Imam li ja ili bilo tko drugi pravo prozivati neki bend jer ima para? Kad radim neki posao u svojoj struci, dobivam pare za ono kaj jako volim šljakat. Po čemu su to onda drugačije zarađene pare? Nitko od nas nebi volio radit 20-30 ili više godina a da od toga nema nikaj. Muzika je meni, kao i mnogima, fakat veliki užitak. Zakaj onda ljudi koji godinama pružaju taj užitak, tisućama ili milijunima ljudi širom svijeta, nebi smjeli imat nikaj od toga? Glupo kaj ne? Najžešće mi je kad ekipa zamjera nekaj bendovima koji dolaze iz bogatijih zemalja u kojima je veći standard nego kod nas. Fakat bezveze. Ajmo onda onda uzet bilo kojeg hrvatskog punx-a i usporedit ga s ljudima u Africi. Jebote, pa onda su i najsiromašniji punxi bogatuni jer imaju, za razliku od mnogih Afrikanaca, krov nad glavom i struju te vodu!! Naravno ne branim smradove koji su su krenuli u potpuno drugom smjeru nego koji su prije propagirali. A niti zamjeram fejkerima koji tak i tak nikad nisu bili u glavi ono kaj su isfuravali. To su obični šminkeri. Nisam za to da se na muzici, a pogotovo ne panku, zarađuju velike pare al ništa nije besplatno pa čak ni za njih (nemože se uvijek krpat) tak da ono… glavno da se misli zdravo, kritički, pjeva glasno, dobro zabavlja i nekaj pozitivo učini. Uvijek će biti i pare u toj igri ali dok nitko ne pretjeruje i pokušava napravit šugavog konzumenta od mene to mi je ok. Treba imat razumjevanja za sve jer (ipak) svi mi jedemo kruh, zar ne?
