Skrewdriver – Blood & Honour
1. Blood & Honour
2. Mr. Nine to Five
3. Don’t Be Too Late
4. When the Storm Breaks
5. Prisioner of Peace
6. Poland
7. Tomorrow is Always Too Late
8. The Way it’s Got to Be
9. The Jewel In the Sea
10. One Fine Day
11. Searching
12. Needle Man
13. Open Up Your Eyes
14. I Know What I Want
15. Streetfight (1986)
16. Friday Night
To dream of freedom in this world. Our banners flying proudly are unfurled. Even if we stand alone we must never hide. For in our hearts there is a sense of pride.
For the blood and honour. For the blood and for the pride. For the blood and honour. We must never let our Europe be taken for a ride.
We look with caution to the east. We can see the Red flag on the beast. Countless millions have died at the Marxists’ hands. We would fight and die to keep our land.
For the blood and honour. For the blood and for the pride. For the blood and honour. We must never let our Europe be taken for a ride.
Marxists’ greedy hands around our throats. Bankers buying up your lives and sitting back to gloat. We should fight to control our people’s fate. Europe never was no puppet state.
For the blood and honour. For the blood and for the pride. For the blood and honour-We must never let our Europe be taken for a ride. For the blood and honour. For the blood and for the pride. For the blood and honour-We must never let our Europe be taken for a ride.
It’s 8 a.m. and your day has nearly started. You must be at the office dead on 9. Hey Mr. 9-to-5 it’s just another day and you must have done the same so many times.
Reach the office, you sit down and have a cup of tea, read the paper and tut-tut at the news. The enemies of this country are marching on our streets, but you don’t care so long as they don’t touch you.
Hey Mr., Mr. 9-to-5…Won’t you tell me what you think of life? Think of all the things that you have missed. Don’t you want muc
Pick your daughter up from school and take her home with you. You wonder why she’s looking bored and down. You wonder where it was that you went wrong, when she turns ’round and says: “Well I hope I never turn out like you.”
Don’t be too late, don’t miss the train. We gotta get a result, Lord what a pain, what a game. We gotta keep fighting, we gotta walk tall. We gotta stick together, and then march forward, one and all.
Don’t be too late, never hold back when your land’s at stake. Don’t be too late, the man who holds back has got to be a fake. Don’t be too late, people ’round here are never gonna run. Don’t be too late, well they can’t complain when their time has come.
On the streets of Britain, they’re trying to grind us down-Government pressure, communist foes all around. We will keep fighting, the sheep behind their doors. It’s just another battle, in a private British war, we’re fighting for.
Don’t be too late, never hold back when your land’s at stake. Don’t be too late, the man who holds back has got to be a fake. Don’t be too late, people ’round here are never gonna run. Don’t be too late, well they can’t complain when their time has come.
Don’t be too late, never hold back when your land’s at stake. Don’t be too late, the man who holds back has got to be a fake. Don’t be too late, people ’round here are never gonna run. Don’t be too late, well they can’t complain when their time has come.
Democracy won’t stand the test of time. Unemployment and a rising rate of crime. Will you stay or will you go? When the time comes you will have to know. Are you gonna stand and fight for your race?
When the storm breaks, which way will you go? When the storm breaks, you will have to know. When the storm breaks, what you gonna do? When the storm breaks, can we count on you?
“Predictable” is what I once said to you. Did you listen? No you laughed like a pack of fools. Now you can see what fools you were.You had the chance but you blew it. Now you’re gonna face the storm and fight in it.
When the storm breaks, which way will you go? When the storm breaks, you will have to know. When the storm breaks, what you gonna do? When the storm breaks, can we count on you?
All the papers, the radio and TV-Never known them to tell the truth to me. Only there to brainwash you their way-Got to learn to ignore them everyday.
He stuck up for his country, but he didn’t like the cost. The European brother war, and lives were being lost. He saw the grieving mothers whose sons could not be found. He wanted peace to stop the endless coffins on the ground. He got up on one morning and he went out to his plane. He said good-bye to his wife, but doubts were in his brain. To sue for peace was his idea in 1941, but the bankers’ grip was oh so tight, and the chance for peace was gone.
Free Rudolf Hess. How long can they keep him there? We can only guess. I said, free Rudolf Hess. How long can they keep him there? We can only guess.
He never realized that day that chivalry had died. Britain was in alien hands but at least a man had tried. Forty years is a long long time in a prison cell to be and I feel ashamed at the sentence passed on a man who wanted peace.
Free Rudolf Hess. How long can they keep him there? We can only guess. I said free Rudolf Hess. How long can they keep him there? We can only guess.
And now the situation has changed in many ways. The Allies want to let him go, they’ve decided he has paid. The Red scum in the Kremlin with their kosher values try to keep a proud man locked away until the day he dies.
Free Rudolf Hess. How long can they keep him there? We can only guess. I said free Rudolf Hess. How long can they keep him there? We can only guess.
He’s a prisoner of peace. Kept there at the will of the Marxists in the east. He’s a prisoner of peace. Kept there at the wishes of the Marxists in the east.
You over run my country, with your blood and steel, never thought to ask us, how it made us feel. Cutting down our people, we never had no hope.We stood against your bullets, but we could never cope.
You can’t understand and you won’t understand our land. I said you can’t understand and you won’t understand our land.
You tried to take our manhood, you tried to steal our pride. You made our people suffer, you took us for a ride. We got ourselves a union, to try to air our voice. When it started speaking, you smashed it like a toy.
You can’t understand and you won’t understand our land. I said you can’t understand and you won’t understand our land.
Don’t understand our culture, don’t understand our lives. Don’t understand our suffering, don’t understand our strife.
You can’t understand and you won’t understand our land. I said you can’t understand and you won’t understand our land.
I said we don’t want you here, with your tanks and your fear, get out. Why don’t you leave, and let out country breathe, right now? Poland, Reds out of Poland. Poland, Reds out of Poland. Poland, Reds out of Poland. Poland, Reds out of Poland. Poland…
7. Tomorrow is Always Too Late
You tell me what you’d like to do, but I don’t want to know. My only interest is today, and where we want to go. We need the people to awake, and fight for us right now. Cos we will never be enslaved by the Jewish master-plan.
Tomorrow is always too late. We should never sit around and wait. Tomorrow is always too late. Get out there and do something today.
Our enemies are capitalists, communists as well. Both these forms of evil are ringing our death-knell. We salute the troops of yesterday, who fought the Marxist plague and we will carry on your fight as the white men of today.
Tomorrow is always too late. We should never sit around and wait. Tomorrow is always too late. Get out there and do something today.
We must remain true to our cause, for comrades thrown in jail. For their sake and sacrifice, we must never fail. For Crane and Pearce and Kuehnen too, and Eriksson as well. For the lonely man in Spandau, our efforts they must tell.
Tomorrow is always too late. We should never sit around and wait. Tomorrow is always too late. Get out there and do something today.
Walk around the city and you hold your head up high. The sheep they’ll try and drag you down with their aggression and their lies. Your life is just a struggle ‘cos you’re proud of your country, but you just keep on fighting, that’s the way it’s gotta be.
People try and put you down and stamp you to the ground. They don’t seem to realise there’s no way you’ll back down. There is nothing they can do to step on you and me. Cos we’ll just keep on fighting, that’s the way it’s gotta be. We’ll just keep on fighting, that’s the way it’s gotta be.
They’ll always put the blame on you and tell the public lies. But we’ll be here a long long time ‘cos the spirit never dies. We’ll speak our minds, we’ll fly our flags, we’ll fight for victory. We’ll just keep on fighting, that’s the way it’s gotta be.
Yeah, we’ll just keep on fighting, that’s the way it’s gotta be. I say, we’ll just keep on fighting, that’s the way it’s gotta be.
You’re walking along a wind-swept seafront with the cold north wind in your hair. You’re looking out over the restless sea all you ever seem to do is stare. Over there beyond the white-flecked waves and the mist that spoils your view like a jewel in the sea is your country of old, the place that means everything to you. You may like the place that you’re living in now but the place you really want to be, is your country of birth, yeah the place you grew up, the jewel in the sea.
Back to the jewel in the sea. The place that means everything to me. A land that is beautiful and free. Back to the jewel in the sea.
You’re wondering you ever went away, you’re missing everything you’ve known. Silly little things like the lake down in the park and wondering if the trees have grown.You miss the food and the friendly atmosphere, the morning papers and the tea. You’re getting homesick cos you’re thinking back, of the jewel in the sea.
Back to the jewel in the sea. The place that means everything to me. A land that is beautiful and free-Back to the jewel in the sea.
You’ve made up your mind, go down the travel agency and book a ticket on the plane. You’re happier now than you’ve been for several years, ‘cos you’re going back home again. You’ve been a traveler for quite a few years, but you’re going where you want to be. Back to the place where you were born and bred, back to the jewel in the sea.
Back to the jewel in the sea. The place that means everything to me. A land that is beautiful and free-Back to the jewel in the sea.
Daily papers, black headlines, won’t you tell us all the news? Young girl raped and an old one mugged, and the police look for clues. Soldiers killed in County Down. A lord is killed at terrorists’ hands.
One fine day more bad news is on the way. One fine day. One fine day.
Soccer season starts again, we’re gonna hit the violent trail. People hurt as violence flares, it’s politics again. A caravan is someone’s tomb. They’re killed in their sleep by poison fumes.
One fine day more bad news is on the way. One fine day. One fine day.
Moroccans lose a hundred men in a terrorist attack. They’re gonna promise everyone, to make sure they hit back. Drugs are found by cops in Spain and hundreds are killed in floods and rain.
One fine day more bad news is on the way. One fine day. One fine day.
I never stop looking. I’m gonna have more now. Wish someone could tell me what I’m looking for now.
Will I ever find what I’m looking for? All I need is for someone to open that door.
I wish someone could tell me what I have to find now. Can’t find what I’m hunting want to use my mind now.
Will I ever find what I’m looking for? All I need is for someone to open that door.
Well I’m searching, trying hard to find out. Searching, trying to ease my mind now. If you see me looking puzzled, don’t you wonder why now. Always keep you searching-All the day and night now.
Will I ever find what I’m looking for? All I need is for someone to open that door.
Searching, trying hard to find now. Searching, trying to ease my mind now.
He’s the kind of man who sticks his job for the money that he gets. He don’t spend his money at the pub or making bets. Goes down town, goes in the bar and makes his contact there-He gets the gear, he takes a shot, and his eyes begin to stare.
Cos he’s a junkie, needle-man-Needs the kicks, don’t give a damn. Yeah a junkie, needle-man-Needs the kicks, don’t give a damn.
He’s getting weaker everyday but he has to keep his job. He’ll get no more money on the day he has to stop. One day at work he feels so bad that he falls down on the floor-The boss he assures he don’t abuse but he throws him out the door.
Cos he’s a junkie, needle-man-Needs the kicks, don’t give a damn. Yeah a junkie, needle-man-Needs the kicks, don’t give a damn.
They find him dying on the floor, yeah he’s lying on his back. He’s covered in newspapers and a dirty ripped-up sack. The dawn it breaks, the rain it falls, but the young man doesn’t live-He gave his life to pills and syringes, and had nothing left to give.
Cos he’s a junkie, needle-man-Needs the kicks, don’t give a damn. Yeah a junkie, needle-man-Needs the kicks, don’t give a damn.
Open up your eyes-You are in for such a surprise. You have no idea what’s a goin’ on. You’re just being used, yeah once again.
Open up your eyes. Tell me can you see now? Open up your eyes. Can you see clearly?
Tell me why you’re doing what you do. Is it someone else now, or is it you? You tell me you aren’t in it for the wealth-But you’re just there for the profit, yeah and nothing else.
Open up your eyes. Tell me can you see now? Open up your eyes. Can you see clearly?
The left-wing and their minions using you. I tell you now there must be something you can do. At least my self-respect remains with me, cos I don’t pretend that I’m something I can’t be.
You have got to try and own your own life. You keep yours, yeah, and I’m gonna try for mine. You look around and then you realize-You see so many people in a different light.
Open up your eyes. Tell me can you see now? Open up your eyes. Can you see clearly? Open up your eyes. Tell me can you see now? Open up your eyes. Can you see clearly?
I’ve been sitting ’round here, waiting for somebody’s call. I hope it comes off quickly ‘fore the winter starts to fall. We gotta get going quickly, and we got to come on strong. I know just what I want, and I’ll get it before too long.
Before the winter starts to fall, I’m taking heed of Europe’s call before the winter starts to fall. I’m taking heed of Europe’s call.
I’ve been waiting bleedin’ soft in my gloomy room. Got no money to get out, now got to break out from this tomb. I know exactly what I’ll do, and baby you can’t say I’m wrong. I know just what I want, and I’ll get it before too long.
Before the winter starts to fall, I’m taking heed of Europe’s call before the winter starts to fall. I’m taking heed of Europe’s call.
Everyday is getting worse and I’m feeling down and blue. You’ve got to realize the importance of this move. Gotta break out from my thoughts, I’ve gotta try to carry on. I know just what I want, and I’ll get it before too long.
Before the winter starts to fall, I’m taking heed of Europe’s call before the winter starts to fall. I’m taking heed of Europe’s call. Europe’s calling.
Waiting for the weekend, on a left-wing afternoon. Reds are gonna lose their power, skinheads gonna call the tune. Pushing through the Red scum, feeling pretty good. The pride of being White men, go for commie blood.
All that pent up anger that goes pouring through your head. Streetfight in the city, the Reds are gonna end up dead. Alright now.
The time is nearly here, the tension starts to build. Communists all over, Jubilee Gardens are all filled. Reds are pretty worried about the skinheads at the show. Sheep they fly their Red flag, but the skinheads have their own. White Power!
All that pent up anger that goes pouring through your head. Streetfight in the city, the Reds are gonna end up dead. Alright now.
What a time we had on Friday night. What a bird you went with, what a sight and you made excuses for her face. With the usual drinks on the friday night. Gotta get a girl ‘cos time is tight. But the world looks different today.
Friday, pay day, good night, I’ll say. Friday, a good night. Friday, is all right.
Wake up on a Saturday, wonder what’s your fate. Gotta face the trial from your mates. But for that you didn’t really care. Said you’d see her again, what have you done. When you see her face you just want to run. Reckon you’re on fruit juice from now on.
Friday, pay day, good night, I’ll say. Friday, a good night. Friday, is all right. Friday, pay day, good night, I’ll say. Friday, a good night. Friday, is all right.
Friday, Friday night now. Friday, Friday night now. Friday, Friday night now. Friday, Friday night now.
Friday, pay day, good night, I’ll say. Friday, a good night. Friday, is all right.
Friday, Friday night now. Friday, Friday night now. Friday, Friday night now. Friday, Friday night now.
Goin’ out on Friday, pickin’ up your raise. Gonna hit the pub, you’ve had a real hard day. Forgotten what you did last week. Get into the pub order up a drink. Feeling better now you get a second one. Action replay’s in the cards again.
Friday, pay day, good night, I’ll say. Friday, a good night. Friday, is all right.