This democracy?
I think I'm sick of it
Constantly politicking chicken shit liberalists
If that sounds harsh it's fucking meant to be, live with it
Heart full of fire little drizzle to extinguish it
See the evil, hear the evil, talk a lot of bullshit
Complain about their ways but still support it
I heard a revolution's coming better batten down your bandwidth
Make stands from ya laptop and then finish off your sandwich
But oh shit, this isn't just a Twit ter campaign
We gonna take to the streets, the man will know our name
But every protest is authorized, cleared and sanctioned
So is that really a protest or a pleasant little gathering
Two million marched against a war then what did they do?
Complained that no one listened, man there's two million of you
And all those mad about the fact you didn't vote for our leaders
Your solution is to wait and vote again? Fucking genius
That stiff upper lip shit? Man that was good marketing
Make man's trait to "never complain", remove the spark from him
Charming little phrase for emotionally retarding him
Hold it down son feel your darkened heart hardening
Fuck your stiff upper lip, pick up a brick
And if the crime fits then fucking do something with it
Fuck your stiff upper lip, pick up a brick
And if the crime fits then fucking do something with it
Fuck your stiff upper lip, pick up a brick
And if the crime fits then fucking do something with it
Fuck your stiff upper lip, pick up a brick
And if the crime fits then fucking do something with it
Listen
It's a British tradition an orange camper van
Used to staple sheets up to walls battle plans
From J18 yeah we had em man
Back to cable street: no pasaran
Run them out our crew's quicker than the news
Where the need for speed beat the need for truth
It was direct action in your fucking face
Not throwing all your hope into cyber space and
Tracking your trouble, trickology tracing you
Tracking the chatter no matter the clatter basic truths
Tricking the cheater, chuck the case and then be chasing you
That's what's facing you
It's okay to have your own point of view
And not just quote other people when you try to argue
Can we save the youth from our stiff upper lip
And stop them quoting Russell Brand, me and Pip
They don't care about your situation
They just wanna grab your information
That's why I don't like Face book groups
I like to group up and chase them chooks
Retina scanners, closed circuit cameras
I wear bandanas on my face and hood
A retweet's just a retreat damn
When a brick through a window's worth 2 in the hand
Fuck your stiff upper lip, pick up a brick
And if the crime fits then fucking do something with it
Fuck your stiff upper lip, pick up a brick
And if the crime fits then fucking do something with it
Fuck your stiff upper lip, pick up a brick
And if the crime fits then fucking do something with it
Fuck your stiff upper lip, pick up a brick
And if the crime fits then fucking do something with it