An honest
man trying to make my way / A slave to the grind every fucking day / Forced
to work for what is rightfully mine / I've had enough, I won't walk in
line / You make decisions that control my life / Stab me in the back and
then turn the knife / Everything you do suits your own ends / I'm left
with nothing, gonna make amends
Chorus - I won't be what you want me to be / I won't see what you want me to see
/ I won't do what you want me to do / Leave me alone, I won't be like you,
NO!
I can
see through your political game / You're all 'oppression' with different
names / Building your empires, you're on the make / Push the foundations
and the building will shake / You can get the law to take me away / But
I'll be back to fight another day / We've nothing to lose, 'cept our chains
/ Nothing to lose and everything to gain
Chorus -
I won't be what you want me to be / I won't see what you want me to see
/ I won't do what you want me to do / Just fuck off!, I won't be like you,
NO!
Fuck your
politics, fuck your laws / Fuck everything you stand for
Big
singalong rant - FUCK
- YOUR - (FUCK YOUR) POLITICS - FUCK YOUR LAW!
Pauls
Note: Total anarcho punk! First set
of lyrics I ever wrote and the first ever original Blissetts song. Former
bassist
Chunky
came
up with the idea for the singalong rant at the end. I wrote an early version
of these lyrics in 1996 and I feel just as angry now as I did then. It's
about being born into, and being forced into supporting a system that does
nothing but bleed you dry and hold you down.
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