All Skrewed Up

Skrewdriver – All Skrewed Up

1. Where’s It Gonna End?
2. Government Action
3. Backstreet Kids
4. Gotta Be Young
5. I Don’t Need Your Love
6. I Don´t Like You
7. Antisocial (1977)
8. (Too much) Confusion
9. 9 till 5
10. Jailbait
11. We Don’t Pose
12. The Only One
13. Won’t Get Fooled Again

 

1. Where’s It Gonna End?

Ain’t got much money, ain’t got no car, I don’t need transport, don’t travel far!

I don’t need friendships, I don’t need foes

It’s just the thing now, the way it goes!

But the thing that I love is to play on the stage every night

From the fade in the day ’til the black and the grey of the night!

I don’t need stardom, I don’t need fame, I make a living, it’s just the same!

Got no more money, some food and keep

My life’s revolves around stage and sleep

But the thing that I love is to play on the stage every night

From the fade in the day ’til the black and the grey of the night!

I’d like to know where it’s gonna end, Push me one way, and I won’t bend

But the thing that I love is to play on the stage every night

From the fade in the day ’til the black and the grey of the night!

2. Government Action

What a drag, what a waste of time, Want more money or a life of crime?

Do as much work as an older man, He gets much more money than I ever can

Gimme some, government action! Gimme some, gimmie satisfaction!

 Things are changing for the british kids, Gotta be old to get money

Can’t afford a drink so I gotta stay bored, Can’t afford a bed, gotta sleep on the floor

Gimme some, government action! Gimme some, gimmie satisfaction!

 Gimme some, government action! Gimme some, gimmie satisfaction!

3. Backstreet Kids

Backstreet kids, no future in sight, Backstreet kids, can’t see no light

Backstreet kids, no money too, Backstreet kids, well what you gonna do?

Cos you’re the backstreet kids! Street rats, alright

Backstreet kids, they got no aid!

Backstreet kids, they got no say!

Backstreet kids, don’t want to be

Backstreet kids, be in anarchy

Cos you’re the backstreet kids! Street rats, yeah

Backstreet kids, got nothin’ to do

Backstreet kids, got nothin’ new

Backstreet kids, just drink and fight

Backstreet kids, well that’s alright

Cos you’re the backstreet kids! Street rats, alright!

4. Gotta Be Young

Nothing to do again, such a boring day, Sweet FA, what a day, it’s bugging me

It’s the same all the time, I’m just wasting life

Me and you, feel so blue, we gotta get away!

I don’t wanna be no middle-aged major

I don’t wanna be no middle-aged mod

Gotta be young now

I don’t wanna be no middle-aged major

I don’t wanna be no middle-aged mod

Gotta be young now

Tell me it’s not real ,change the way I feel

Get away, I wanna stay, it’s killing me

I don’t wanna be no middle-aged major

I don’t wanna be no middle-aged mod

Gotta be young now

I don’t wanna be no middle-aged major

I don’t wanna be no middle-aged mod

Gotta be young now

Gotta be young, yeah, I gotta be young now

Gotta be young, gotta be young, alright

5. I Don’t Need Your Love

Well I know what I want, but baby you do too

Well I don’t need your love, cause baby I need you

Well love don’t shine through the clouds above

I just want your body, I don’t need your love

Well when I get bored, got nothing to do

I ‘m gonna dial your number, I’m gonna ask for you

Well love don’t shine through the clouds above

I just want your body, I don’t need your love

Love, don’t need your love

Love, don’t need your love

Love, don’t need your love

Love, don’t need your love

Well love don’t shine through the clouds above

I just want your body, I don’t need your love!

 

6. I Don’t Like You

1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – I don’t like you

Get a the job in the morning, time is going real slow

Singing a song on a ballad, boss is keeping me on the go

Sing a little blues at work now, Joe’s telling me that I’m insane

When I’m just doing one thing, boss just says do it again

And I say: I don’t like you! I don’t like you!

I don’t like you anymore!

1 – 2 – 3 – 4 – 5 – 6 – 7 – 8!

Shout that to keep of working, kick the boss right in the head

Other people giving me orders, try to make an easy raid

Now I made the break and I’m free now, playing in a rock’n’roll band

Playing rock ‘n’ roll music nothing is gonna keep us bound

And I say: I don’t like you!

I don’t like you! I don’t like you anymore

I don’t like you! I don’t like you!

I don’t like you anymore

1 – 2 – 3 – 4

7. Antisocial

I don’t like papers, reading books, gettin’ sick, think it sucks

I don’t wanna listen to another word, I’m so bleedin’ bored

I’m anti-social! Anti-social! Anti-social! I hate the world!

I don’t wanna go to work another day, I wanna be somebody

I don’t wanna wear no three piece suit, I don’t wanna family

I’m anti-social! Anti-social! Anti-social! I hate the world!

Walking on the streets, wondering what to do thinking of a job you like

I ain’t got no money or a set of wheels it’s a bloody drag

Looking at the posers and their flashy cars I’m just walking round

Parents asking for a kid, I ain’t gonna settle down

I’m anti-social! Anti-social! Anti-social! I hate the world!

8. (Too Much) Confusion

All the councilors, in Blackpool, with their poxy cars, can just fuck off!

You’re much too old, to persecute us, bet your sick about the local publicity huh? Thank you!

Too much confusion! Too much confusion! Too much confusion, out there

Well can you hear those lying rats spouting shit, but ain’t to convincing

You know you can’t fool everybody, all the violence, all the reporters sniffing around

Tomorrow’s headlines, we all know who’s gonna get the blame, don’t we huh?

Too much confusion! Too much confusion! Too much confusion, out there!

There’s so many people, condemning me

They’re just trying to dictate, tell me what to think

Well I don’t need your prayers, I don’t need your write-ups and I don’t need your putdowns, so just go and mess with someone else’s life! Will ya?

Too much confusion! Too much confusion! Too much confusion, out there!

9. 9 till 5

Another monday morning, another day

Come Friday evening, when you collect your pay

Like working from nine till five

Making a mess of my mind

I’m filing papers, in long grey drawers and my brain’s disintegrating, what a bore

Like working from nine till five

Making a mess of my mind

Well I do think civil servants and bankers are real wankers

Well the boss is knockin’ me, he said: “Come on quick!”

Well my temper’s rising, I said you make me sick

Like working from nine till five

Making a mess of my mind

Like working from nine till five

Making a mess of my mind

If you don’t get out of that, you want your head examined

10. Jailbait

Long blond hair, looks so good

Temptation, think I should

Jailbait, jailbait, my jailbait

No-one knows you’re sneaking out

Your old man would scream and shout

Jailbait, jailbait, my jailbait

Just because you’re just fifteen

They can’t guess the things you’ve seen

Jailbait, jailbait, my jailbait

They don’t want you getting pissed

enjoying things that they have missed

Jailbait, jailbait, my jailbait

11. We Don’t Pose

We got new faces, we got somethin’ new

Yeah we’re all strangers and we’re playin’ for you

And just ‘cos we look different, and we wear different clothes

Just cos we look different: We don’t, we don’t pose

Well we ain’t bothered by the critics’ wit, they’re so funny writing shit

And just ‘cos we look different! And we wear different clothes

Just cos we look different: We don’t, we don’t pose

Well you can tell the old set too cool to clap, yeah we’re gonna cut through that posing crap

And just ‘cos we look different! And we wear different clothes

Just cos we look different: We don’t, we don’t pose

12. The Only One

Never reckoned much to mixing, people always mess me ’round

Always looking out for favours, trying to bleed me into the ground

Cause I’m a, yeah I’m the loner baby, I’m the only one now

Right I’m the loner baby, Yeah, I’m moving on

People always criticising, telling me what I must do

I don’t want nobody’s advice, I ain’t gonna listen to you

Cause I’m a, yeah I’m the loner baby, I’m the only one now

Right I’m the loner baby, Yeah, I’m moving on

Like it much better when I’m on my own

I much prefer it when I’m all alone

I don’t like nobody ruining my peace

I don’t want nobody bugging me

Never trusted anybody, Never let nobody try

When somebody asks me questions I don’t never tell no lies

Cause I’m a, yeah I’m the loner baby, I’m the only one now

Right I’m the loner baby, Yeah, I’m moving on

Cause I’m a, yeah I’m the loner baby, I’m the only one now

Right I’m the loner baby, Yeah, I’m moving on

13. Won’t Get Fooled Again

We’ll be fighting in the streets, with our children at our feet

And the morals that they worshipped will be gone

And the men who spurred us on, sit in judgement of all wrong

They decide and the shotgun sings the song

I’ll tip my hat to the new constitution

Take a bow for the new revolution

Smilin’ free at the changes all around

Pick up my guitar and play, just like yesterday

When I get on my knees and pray, we don’t get fooled again

Move myself and my family aside, should we happen to get left out of line?

Smiling faces smile at the sky, I know that the hypnotized never lie

 The change it had to come, we knew it all along

We were liberated from the foe’s old song

Now a pardon on the left, now a pardon on the right and the hell it grows shorter overnight

I’ll tip my hat to the new constitution

Take a bow for the new revolution, smilin’ free at the changes all around

Pick up my guitar and play, just like yesterday

When I get on my knees and pray! We don’t get fooled again

Meet the new boss, same as the old boss!