Artist: napalm death
Song: repression out of uniform
Album: Words From The Exit Wound
Year: 1999
Phobic eggshell walking on a brink
Camera sensor eyes pierce
We excuse stone-set normality
Yet send tremors through morality
Frozen optics
Traction for outspoken heads
Fuck your badge less, rank less dirge
And bizarre take on community concern
Division is your vision
Cajoled, jostled into position
Where we can't ascend or defend
Funny how you're molded by perfection
Which visionary told you so?
Curse our influence
Traction for outspoken heads
Fuck your badge less, rank less dirge
And bizarre take on community concern
Division is your vision
Your true colors make us reel, scab
Garish hue with bilious sheen, scab
No dressing up to the nines, scab
It's permanent under the skin
Policing the detritus, unclean
Policing the benign
Your true colors make us reel, scab
Garish hue with bilious sheen, scab
No dressing up to the nines, scab
It's permanent under the skin
Fuck your badge less, rank less dirge
And fuck assumptions that we're dirt
Derision builds a prison for you
