Текстове на песни: Conflict. There's No Power Without Control. An Option.

I'd like to make a statement
Which is - I'm no saint, samaritan
So here is my confession

Frankly, I couldn't give a fuck about asylum seekers - or their welfare
Seeking asylum? You've fucking found one!

Just what the fuck is going on - are we at war or not?
In fact what is war? The war against war
Armed combat, fighting for peace, what?

If I am wrong then tell me but war holds no restrictions or rules
So why haven't the government closed our borders
When waging a war against terrorism - are they fools?

One thing I do know for sure that I find beyond belief, disgusting
Is certain groups can gob off, preach hate, killing
Our only crime's born here. Far too trusting

Where's the common sense here?
Even in defense, we can't say a thing
Without the rallying army having kittens
Re: human rights and wrongs
The left wing's become the right - but now broken

Advice was not to write this song
'Far too sensitive' - 'come on', 'play the game'
Have a word with yourself - free speech - freedom man
Self-expression - we ain't all the same

They have the answers but what's the question?
And in fact, who's fucking asking?
Telling, whispering, yelling
I can hear - but only I am me
I'm sick and fucking tired - told what I can and cannot say
Fucking nigger cunt, punk bastard
How's that for starters, eh?
Politically correct? Am I bollocks
I'm anti political - speak free as I find
I treat only as I am treated
Viewing the world with an ever-open mind

Mindless moron? I'm mental? Maybe
But there is something more sinister here
Government could never be this stupid
They exist by maintaining fear

A carefully created monster
Scaring shitless into submission
Welcomes waves of terror into our backyard
Handing out gas masks for our protection

A demonstration of aggression?
Remembrance day for the living?
Who knows for sure? Who knows fuck all?
Fuck knows, fuck it
Fucked up fucking fools