Arms Race - New Wave of British Hardcore Lyrics
1. NWOBHC
we might have no future
but don't be fooled by our size
across the atlantic
comes a rising tide
life in riot city
is so very fucking shitty
so it's time for some hardcore
from the british isles
nwobhc
it's the new wave
nwobhc
it's the new wave
all over europe and the usa
can't dictate what we do and say
but we've got our own sound and we like what we do
mongrel army, you know it's true
nwobhc
it's the new wave
nwobhc
it's the new wave
2. Terror State
state of alert
losing our minds
every side has got an axe to grind
feeling stressed
terror at the door
innocents line the floor
terror state, terror state, world of hate
extremists run rampage
it's world war 3
can't trust no one
invisible enemy
cameron and isis i hate you both
fucked from all sides
and that's the truth
look around feel the hate
blood oil and god got us all fucked
innocent people shit out of luck
scum on all sides seal our fate
living in a terror state
3. Slander and Abuse
printed in the papers
it's black on fucking white
two faced melt
make believe shite
same accusations
cast a thousand times before
passive aggressive bullshit
such a fucking bore
no i won't
apologise
provoking us
you want the rise
slander and abuse
for going against the grain
slander and abuse
it's driving me insane
slander and abuse
for your own fucking gain
slander and abuse
why am i the one to blame?
no i won't
apologise
provoking us
you want the rise
i'm sick of talk
and bullshit walks
and that's a fucking fact
can't issue a retraction
so the knife stays in our back
i'm sick of talk
and bullshit walks
and that's the fucking truth
write us off and spread your lies
cos it's all that you can do
4. Empty Creed
don't mean nothing
think in black and white
but you run scared
when it comes to the real fight
empty creed
a thriving mindless breed
i think i smell bullshit
fly your rag
stick to your side
but face to face
you run and fucking hide
where's the action?
because now is the time
hot air and bullshit
those are your crimes
empty creed
a thriving mindless breed
i think i smell bullshit
5. UK15
uk15, life's turned to shit
uk15, time to deal with it
uk15, fucked economy
uk15, it's left to you and me
no future, ain't got no future
no future, where's my future?
uk15
it's all gone wrong
stench of bullshit so very strong
the left and right
want us to fight
and i can't decide what's wrong or right
tories got us by the fucking balls
the left: no alternative at all
no trust left in the puppets of the elite
who spare no thought for the man on the street
cut our jobs, raise the tax
open the scars on our fathers' backs
this all sounds a little familiar
haven't we already been here?
6. Discontent
futile questions
why the fuck am i here?
feigned happiness
it just feels insincere
discontent
you say the world is my oyster
i call it a grave
my consciousness a prison
to which i am a slave
couldn't tell you who the fuck i am
all i know is i ain't a fan
7. Arms Race
bragging rights in our leader's plans
we will pay the cost
don't you understand?
tit for tat
now drop the bomb
absolute power
we will soon be gone
i see it coming and i can't pretend
world in collapse, fear the end
don't believe me well you fucking should
i'll see you at the end
run for cover it won't help
fight amongst each other until the end
a bleak vision of what's to come
now live in fear of the fucking bomb
arms race
8. Freak
can't understand how you do what you do
the pain that you put others through
a plague, a cancer on mankind
you fill me with disgust
i got violence on the mind
you're the one that's weak
a piece of shit a freak
hell holds a place for you
that much i know is true
boot to the head
you will meet your fate
as your heart stops beating
i will celebrate
string him up
hang him up
piece of shit let's fuck him up
gut the bastard watch him bleed
fear and pain for all his breed
no sympathy no respite
tear you apart with all my might
in the end it still rings true
you still deserve the fucking noose
you're the one that's fucking weak
a piece of shit a fucking freak
scream it until my face turns blue
no means no fuck you
9. Seems to Me
pulse is racing
there's sweat on my brow
keep on walking
i wonder how
pulse is racing
i'm sick to my gut
pace of the city
has got me fucked
it seems to me
the only way
i feel safe
standing on my own two feet
in this fucked up place
walk through the crowds
count the bodies like their sheep
high on stress
i cannot sleep
and now i've come to realise
that life is hard inside the m25
it seems to me that there ain't no way i can feel safe
on my two fucking feet in this fucked up place
10. We Hate You
see it every friday and saturday night
bloated and prepped
looking for a fight
if it's violence that you want
that's what you will fucking get
10 eye boots
back in your fucking head
we hate you
we hate your kind
we hate
so run and hide
sick to my stomach
with scum like you
misanthrope, through and through
a world overpopulated
a life that's overrated
we want nothing to do with you
disposable fashions, empty minds
a herd of clones out for the night
despise the fact that we share the same air
if you dropped dead now i wouldn't fucking care
11. No Sense
try too hard to get it right
but this ain't the real world
no fight or flight
faced with the reality
of what you fetishise
no doubt in my mind
you would be the first to die
just a fucking cliche
too weak to walk your own way
flipside don't look any better
a different coloured shirt
high on the promise of fair weather
the myths, the pastiche that fuel your dreams
just an idealist's poison
so misguided it's obscene
enamoured with an image you will never achieve
parrot propaganda it's what you believe
no originality it's a mind that you lack
subculture rules logic so just consume and react
ain't got no sense
ain't got no sense no
12. Potere Nelle Strade
(Nabat cover)
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