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AGE OF SHADOW (a benefit compilation)

by South London Scum Collective

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Eat the Rich Grooming the youth for your bloodshed Numbing their minds with TV Brain wash them through the media Count your coins, whilst they slave all day We are the class that you fear We are the proles that see through Why don’t we eat, why don’t we eat them? Why don’t we eat, eat the fucking bourgeoisie? Starve, or we will just starve I got no chains; you can’t enslave me x 2 Why don’t we eat, why don’t we eat them? Why don’t we eat, eat the fucking bourgeoisie? x 2 Starve, or we will just starve I got no chains; you can’t enslave me x 2 EAT THEM x 6
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You'll happily let kids from war zones die, but a fertilized egg can't be denied Ultimate power over women’s bodies Forced to submit to your faux morality Dominate and subjugate Everyone can see through the thinly veiled hate You pretend to defend the sanctity of life Yet care nothing for the mother’s rights Bodily autonomy means it’s my right to choose You can't force me to utilize my womb Hypocritical, self righteous pieces of trash If there was a god, in hell you’d burn to ash You're trash
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On The Streets Oi! Oi! Street violence on the street The fash are gonna be dead meat Aggro - an imminent clash Punx ’n’ skins unite! Bash the fash! We are the punks We are the skins We’re the antifascist hooligans On the street - it’s where we meet On the street - feeling the heat On the street - on the fucking street On the street Antifascist skinheads on the street Boots and braces on their feet Punx and hooligans join the crowd Antifa! Shout it loud! We are the punks We are the skins We’re the antifascist hooligans On the street - it’s where we meet On the street - feeling the heat On the street - on the fucking street On the street We are the punks We are the skins We’re the antifascist hooligans On the street - feel the heat On the street - the fash get beat On the street - on the fucking street On the street
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I DIDN'T SPEAK OUT! When they came for the homeless, I'm not one of them so I didn't speak out! When they came for LGBTs, I'm not one of them so I didn't speak out! When they came for the disabled, I'm not one of them so I didn't speak out! When they came for the poor, I'm not one of them so I didn't speak out! I didn't speak out! I didn't speak out! (X2) When they came for protesters, I'm not one of them so I didn't speak out! When they came for anarchists, I'm not one of them so I didn't speak out! When they came for dissidents, I'm not one of them so I didn't speak out! And then the water protectors, I'm not one of them so I didn't speak out! I didn't speak out! I didn't speak out! (X2) When they came for immigrants, I'm not one of them so I didn't speak out! When they came for refugees, I'm not one of them so I didn't speak out! When they came for muslims, I'm not one of them so I didn't speak out! And when they came for me, There was no one left to speak out! There was no one left to speak out! (X4) And when they came for me, There was no one left to speak out! (X4)
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SMITTOHÄRDEN – In under skinnet kryper pesten Lungorna blir tunga och utan kraft, för vi blir viljelösa i tankekraften Driv ut det onda med den eviga själsnöden Smittohärden Pesten och allt annat vider Tusentals år av förnekelse Tusentals år av skräck Hur kan vi leva med oss själva i en utvecklingstid och en degenererad moralism i form av spirituella smittor, Smittohärden Pesten och allt annat vider Tusentals år av förnekelse Tusentals år av skräck M: Tusentals år av förnekelse Min rätt att leva Rätten till mitt eget liv Som ett virus är oändligt och totalt
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People Are Real Classified and categorised Defiled and dehumanised Sold and objectified We’re enslaved and terrorised Chorus Money is a concept Borders are a construct Debt is a con-job But people are real People are real People are real Austerity kills – can’t pay the bills? No hospital bed – guess who’s dead Our reason for living has been robbed By cheap labour and bullshit jobs Chorus Babies dead on the tide Responsibility tossed aside It’s human misery for sale This stack of cards is set to fail Chorus x2
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I heard of a man who they say cannot die, Locals they call him ole buzzsaw. A titan of vibrating rubber and steel. The swift hand if justice patrolling the road . you hear him ride in the dead of the night. Scouring the highways for miles on end. Buzzsaw. I heard he took down a whole gang with a punch. I heard he could talk to the wolves. I heard he could smell you from miles away. And hear your heart beating from inside of ya chest. his bikes was made by the devil himself. Forged in a furnace thats 10 miles down. They call him the phantom, the spectre of speed. A tomahawk atop a gasoline steed. Buzzsaw. Tomahawk
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#3 - Productive Criticism Always a separation, but there is no us vs. them We are all in the same, stop and fucking think Pre-concepts, Clichés, Stupid divisions, Poses Too Punk, for Hardcore Too Hardcore, for Punk’s
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Eternal winter “Bored as fuck covid remix”-Rob Poisoned lungs Ash filled skies Extinction of our world Our earth slowly dies Scattered remains Living on supplies No more remains Eternal light fades to black Blinded by the black light No hope for mankind is left No sun is left in the skies Hope for life is futile Repeat first verse
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Fire In My Heart Welcome back to the stories you’ve been telling us Of freedom of speech, democracy and equal rights I hear them every time you turn to me to ask my vote But in reality you want power, in truth you want control There is fire in my heart Fire that seeks the way out T he unprecedented forces that govern Mother Earth Make nothing of you and your vision of the world But she can take revenge and fight back To destruct her oppressors and to purify herself There is fire in my heart Fire that seeks the way out I’ve been asking this myself ever since Why don’t we turn our backs, why don’t we leave? But instead we buy their stories every few years After all it’s they who drive us into bitter tears So why don’t we stop, why don’t we abandon this? We know it’s time to stop, it’s time to resist And yes, there is fire in my heart despite my age I still haven’t laid my arms, no fucking way
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All the bands contributing tracks to this benefit compilation have played a gig organized by South London Scum and we thank them. All proceeds from the download of this compilation go to ongoing costs that have been mounting up since Covid-19 measures killed our ability to put on gigs safely, such as storage fees for our backline. We appreciate your contribution and South London Scum is nothing without the support and involvement of the wider diy/underground scene- in London, in the UK and across the globe.

Unite! Up Da Punx!
Sometimes Anti-Social // Always Antifascist!

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released December 23, 2020

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South London Scum is a not-for-profit diy gig collective based in South London and promoting often-times loud, often-times heavy underground music. Despite promoting a wide range of genres and styles, we come from a diy punk perspective.

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