Luyện nghe bài hát Neither Is This

So Thatcher's escape again
More of the shit they make us
no end to their sick reign

See Raygun's army again
Four more years to the sane
of his napalm, neutron, hate

And meanwhile Russia and waits
Prepares her perfect to take
The gone, annihilate

There's a bomb off in Harrods yet another in Belfast
Well, I say bullocks to the army, in fact, kiss my
That army aims for one thing, it misery and pain
Well, for what you do to others, you must the same

In countries people cry
In Ireland people die
and England bank their lies

Throughout the world people cry
Throughout the world people die
Worldwide fuck our lives

Murder, you scream murder,
That's the way I look at
But is it right to gun down
Because have got their own feelings?

monsters that you title
You madden until
Well, in my book the bastard
Because to you it's a game

Plunging and deeper in a sea of degradation
looking for our answers to stop annihilation
Thatcher's barmy who just shit upon the poor
fucking puppets for the people, fuck off

The police, the marines, all choose to side with
The SAS, hit man to break rebellion
They all don't two fucks for us, so I've no time for them
They can build their Berlin walls but we will smash them down

tear our fucking earth in half
Expect us to for their behalf
They're living in the past

It was your in Harrods and they're your bombs in Belfast
that's what you have created, it is no fault of ours, you arse
These bastards you're naming, why not try the mirror mate?
Because that bastards reflection, your oppression creates the hate