Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rival Tribal Rebel Revel, artist - Crass. Date of issue: 01.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Rival Tribal Rebel Revel |
| Cor blimey guvnor I’m the big’un |
| Cop an eyeful of this muscular arm |
| Dealing out pain is my kind of fun |
| Get my drift? |
| I mean real harm |
| I like the sound of cracking bones |
| At the sight of blood I thrill |
| I like to listen to the agonised moans |
| As I go in for the kill |
| Tribal wars are raging |
| There’s a battlefield in the street |
| There’s games to play and hell to pay |
| When the rival tribal rebels meet |
| I’d rip anybody limb from limb, you see |
| Chivvy 'em and shivvy 'em through |
| I’ll simply DO any bastard who ain’t like me |
| There’s no telling what, why and who |
| I ain’t got a purpose and I don’t give a fuck |
| I never asked for this life |
| If you’re looking for reasons you’re out of luck |
| I’ll show you the point with my knife |
| Tribal wars are raging |
| No one’s safe out on their own |
| The gangs are about and they scream and shout |
| So you’d better not be caught alone |
| I do it cos there ain’t nothing else to do |
| There ain’t nowhere’ll let me in |
| I love to hate, to hurt, to screw |
| So I’ve destroyed every place where I’ve been |
| I smashed up the local so I can’t get a beer |
| At the dancehall I chivvied up this bloke |
| Left him with a smile cut from ear to ear |
| But the bleeder never got the joke |
| Once had a bird but I put her up the spout |
| So I told her where she could get off |
| She cried a bit, said I was a lout |
| But if you’re a man you’ve got to be tough |
| I used to go down the cafe for tea |
| But I put me boot through the door |
| So now it ain’t open for the likes of me |
| And I’m back on the streets like before |
| Tribal wars are raging |
| Our heroes are standing tall |
| But the truth of the matter |
| If you cut out the patter |
| Is that pride comes before a fall |
| They can stand on their corner |
| With their violence and their hate |
| Stand there and fester |
| Till they’ve left it too late |
| To realise it’s themselves that they’ve put there on the spot |
| Cos they’ve wasted the one and only life that they’ve got |
| Tribal wars are raging |
| Everyone’s just acting out bad parts |
| Hey there, big man, take a look at yourself |
| It’s in the mirror that the real war starts |