Skrewdriver, The Early Years

 Skrewdriver , The Early Years

1. You’re So Dumb
2. Government Action
3. I Don’t Like You
4. We Don’t Pose
5. I Don’t Need Your Love
6. Antisocial (1977)
7. Jailbalt
8. The Only One
9. Gotta Be Young
10. Confusion
11. Streetfight (1977)
12. Better off Crazy
13. Breakdown
14. Where’s It Gonna End?
15. Won’t Get Fooled Again
16. Unbeliever
17. 9 Till 5
18. Backstreet Kids

 

1. You’re So Dumb

I’m just trying to get through to you, I ain’t tellin’ you what to do.
If you don’t keep away from the valium, I think you’re stupid, you’re so
dumb.

You’re so dumb. You’re so dumb.

Dole queue money’s gone right away, Down to the chemist to get some
pills. Done all your money on chemicals, Buyin’ anesthetic to make you
ill.
You’re so dumb. You’re so dumb.

Hey little brother stop fooling around, Taking this out on me. The
last time you took that many, Doctor is in a real rage, he said…

You’re so dumb. You’re so dumb.

Now that little brother has gone away, They put him in a mental place.
Don’t give him pills, just beat him up, Bruises all over his face.

You’re so dumb. You’re so dumb.

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, gimme satisfaction.

Things are changing for the British kids, Gotta be old to get money,
yeah. 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, gimme satisfaction. Gimme some, government action. Gimme some, gimme satisfaction.

3. I Don’t Like You

1 , 2 , 3 , 4 , I don’t like you.

Get out on the job in the morning, ty and get the barriers 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 is it just doing 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 may think that
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

4. We Don’t Pose

We got new faces, We got something new. Yeah we’re all strangers, And we’re playin’ for you.

And just ‘cos we look different and we wear different clothes. Just cause we look different, We don’t, we don’t pose.

No we ain’t bothered, About the critics’ wit. Their so funny, Writing shit.

And just ‘cos we look different and we wear different clothes. Just cause we look different, We don’t, we don’t pose.

You can tell the old set, Too cool to clap. But we’re gonna cut through, That posing crap.

And just ‘cos we look different and we wear different clothes. Just cause we look different, We don’t, we don’t pose.

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.

Well love don’t shine through the clouds above, I just want your body. I don’t need your love.

6. 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.

7. 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.

8. The Only One

Never reckoned much to mixing, People always mess me around. 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 criticizing, 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.

9. 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.

10. (Too Much) Confusion

All the counselors, 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.
???, Spouting shit. Well you ain’t too
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.

11. Streetfight

Waiting for a Saturday, Saturday afternoon, yeah, Law gonna lose their
power, kids gonna call the tune. Pushing through the turnstiles,
feeling pretty good, Got the power of numbers, let’s go for someone’s
blood.

All that pent, up anger that goes pouring through your head, Streetfight, in the city, someone’s gonna end up dead.

Saturday’s a’coming, the tension starts to build, Rival teams are playing, the football fields are filled.

Keeper’s pretty worried about the kids behind the goal, Got to keep on diving from the things that they’re gonna throw.

All that pent, up anger that goes pouring through your head, Streetfight, in the city, someone’s gonna end up dead.

All that pent, up anger that goes pouring through your head, Streetfight, in the city, someone’s gonna end up dead.

12. Better off Crazy

I don’t wanna be no office boy-I wanna hold my head up high! And if I want to fight somebody-I don’t wanna be asked why!

My friends tell me, I’m better off crazy! My friends tell me, they tell me that I’m better off crazy!

I ain’t go no money to get me by-I just wanna have some fun! I don’t want no grey-haired judges-Asking me what I’ve done!

My friends tell me, I’m better off crazy! My friends tell me, they tell me that I’m better off crazy!

I don’t have to give no reasons-I don’t have to give, no one my name!
I’m gonna steal me a fast car, hit a Highway 49-Pick me up some
fair-haired woman, have us a real-good time!

I don’t care how much it costs-Ain’t coming back this way! Gonna give no shit about tomorrow, baby-All I care about is today!

My friends tell me, I’m better off crazy! My friends tell me, they tell me that I’m better off crazy!

I don’t have to give no reasons-I don’t have to give, no one my name! I’m crazy! Yeah, yeah, I’m crazy!

13. 19th Nervous Breakdown

Youre the kind of girl, You meet at certain dismal dull affairs.
Center of a crowd, talking much too loud, Running up and down the stairs.
Well, it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years. And
though youve tried you just cant hide, Your eyes are edged with tears.

You better stop. Look around. Here it comes, here it comes, here it
comes, here it comes. Here comes your nine, teenth nervous breakdown.

When you were a child, You were messed kind. But you were never brought
up right. You were always spoiled with a thousand toys, But still you
cried all night. Your mother who neglected you, Owes a million dollars
tax. And your fathers still perfecting ways of making ceiling wax.

You better stop. Look around. Here it comes, here it comes, here it
comes, here it comes. Here comes your nine, teenth nervous breakdown.

Oh, who is to blame, that girls just insane. Well nothing I do dont seem to work, It only seems to make matters worse. Oh please.

14. 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 gray 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, soom food and keep, my life 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 gray 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 gray of the night.

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 gray of the night.

15. 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.

16. Unbeliever

I don’t believe in Jesus, no I don’t wanna

 better just to keep the way!

 So I say: Jesus… I don’t believe in Jesus!

 I believe in violence, that’s the only way!

 That’s the way to solve our problems, Don’t let ‘em fade away!

 I say: Jesus… I don’t believe in Jesus

 Jesus… I don’t believe in Jesus

 I say: Jesus… I don’t believe in Jesus

 Jesus… I don’t believe in Jesus

 Jesus preaches love and peace now, That don’t get you anywhere!

 Jesus… We don’t believe in Jesus!

17. 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 gray 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 need your head examined.

18. 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?

Cause 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.

Cause you’re the backstreet kids. Street rats, alright.

Backstreet kids, got nothing to do, Backstreet kids, got nothing new.
Backstreet kids, just drink and fight, Backstreet kids, well that’s
alright.

Cause you’re the backstreet kids. Street rats, alright.