CRASS
What the Fuck (version 1--art rendering with subtitles). This video spoon-feeds your limited understanding with visuals so you can begin to comprehend the gruesome atrocities you really support when you cheer on the fascist Nazi Mafia leaders who pose as benevolent dictators screaming they are fighting for Democracy. Their celebrity posse leads the way for visual deception and fully endorse every corrupt politician who is a life fuck fascist (posing as benevolent Democratic "fighter" for "Freedom".
CRASS
WHAT THE FUCK (version 2, with only cover art to sink your phallocentric mind into)
CRASS
lyrics
WHAT THE FUCK
What now? Now you would destroy the earth
Dry the river beds
What now? Now in your control, birth and death
Dry the bodies, incadescent in the heat
Your fire is melting both soil and soul
In plan maybe, is that not enough?
Your war and raving of it is so total
You're consumed by it as you'd consumed us
Would you see the fire from your sanctuary of death?
What terrible pain you need to hide
In your hatred you'd seek to destroy the earth
What is it that you have been denied?
Your mind and its rantings are so barren
What the fuck are you thinking? What the fuck?
Your eyes and their vision, empty, staring
What the fuck are you seeing? What the fuck?
What now? Now you would destroy the earth
Dry the river beds
What now? Now in your control, birth and death
Dry the bodies, incadescent in the heat
So singular your motives, yet impossible to define
How finely lined my destiny in the cobwebs of your crime
So insular your future, so alien your plan
Take all of this if you will and I'll take what I can
A town that is no more
"My god", you say, "what have I done?"
But you won't heed what's gone before
"What pity?", you say, "There is none."
And so you drive the world to war
But this war will not be lost or won
The desolation that you've seen but never saw
Is the lesson that you teach, but never learn
But would you see the fire in the world where you exist?
Will your hard eyes register the pain?
Are you so cold that there is no distress?
Where there's death would you give death again?
No flowers in your landscape, some withered rose
Kicked amongst the corpses where they lay
Halted where all hope died, froze
By the horror of your acts compelled to stay
What now? Now you would destroy the earth
Dry the river beds
What now? Now in your control, birth and death
Dry the bodies, incadescent in the heat
Unnoticed all this in your lusting after death
How determined that your darkness should be shared
Unnoticed in your blindness this miracle of breath
What element of beauty attracts your cruel desire?
Would you see the burning? Is that your delight?
Would you have me see it in your stead?
Would you feel my yearning? Peace, life light
Body, breath. Would you take all this?
What now? Now you would destroy the earth
Dry the river beds
What now? Now in your control, birth and death
Dry the bodies, incadescent in the heat
What is it that you're seeking, so cold & so deprived?
What is it that you dream of in your empty eyeless head?
Why must I share your lust of death? Can you not die alone?
Why must I share your fear of breath, light, life, PEACE?
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CRASS SYSTEMATIC DEATH
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I have only been writing about this topic for the past 8 years to the violence and abuse from this terrorist network because I foretold what climate activists knew long before I ever began writing these Facebook and this blog monologues inadvertently to the silent terrorist hacker predators reading my posts.
Every person I have been writing of who has teleported me for years with life-f**k mentality have been some of the prime reasons why the very obvious climate crisis has become a threat of extinction not just to the animals that these life-f**k celebrities with their fake charitable hypocritical facades espouse for their tax haven photo-ops, but they have gone along with every agenda that the Paris Climate Accord-breaking Trump has issued for over the past 4 years. Every award they have obtained while I ranted and wrote (even back in 2016, I downloaded songs by Crass about these life-f**ckers--and what evil they truly are. I was not only ignored but tortured for having written such posts. The German pig ape who was beating and raping me, I downloaded songs about the seriousness of climate and of the mentality of exploiting and raping whatever these rapactious rapists consider to be their entitlement to steal, rob and rape and suck the life out of. The mentality of fascism that is so indelibly ingrained into the psyche of the planet through the incentive-based greed apparatus of this organization has lead highly---along with the culture of wealth and glamor that these celebrities push and are addicted to achieving and displaying--the mountains of garbage that they actually create, the filth that they are psychically has amounted to the filth of the pollutants that are now responsible for the increase in global temperatures. Thus you have flooding and the German rapist was right in the line of the floods just a few weeks after he globbed onto latching onto raping and abusing me.
I thus entreat and exhort you readers who are also part of this system to BEGIN to ask yourselves whether these life-fuck celebrities really are WORTH the price of your planet being destroyed and the country falling into fascist Nazi hands who believe that anything they can plunder, that has no defense (including nature and all it's luscious bounty of exploitable resources, the endless vacation resort-building the endless car manufacturing the endless construction the endless waste the endless striving for luxury and appearance--all these and more are a product of the life-fuck celebrities and all that they truly espouse and what they are selling and creating--death and destruction.
Is the movie about a man having a nervous break-down and then going on a killing spree wearing a clown mask or make-up, with the endlessly displayed "Italian-American" psychopathic fascist Nazi actor who nearly has erectile explosions when this German pig ape violinist is seducing him while offering more rewards in good old Germany so the greedy pigs can all stuff more and more into the greed of their ultimately wortheless portfolios which ultimately are driving this now-nearly extinction of the entire planet? Are these celebrities and these lying politicians really worth the destruction of your planet and life?
I entreat people to begin to start to unravel this system of gang stalking which has forced the most despicable scumbags into performing rape and torture acts using this death life-fuck technology of teleportation and these terrorist and whistle-blower-assassination groups of stupid and meaningless, life-fuck goons who obey all commands and laugh and giggle as they assist in slowly murdering through these covert surveillance and stalking groups those who are brave and intelligent enough to actually try to stop these life fuckers?
Are these shitty violent movies about criminals, with murder and revenge in almost every movie with these dopey stupid "comedies" and this computer-generated movie industry really worth the end of existence for the entire planet?
Now you can see for yourselves that the crises are mounting daily around the world. I wrote about the dangers of allowing this group to continue to manifest, and once more I urge anyone who has any kind of rationality to consider the ramifications of allowing this system of death-mongering haters to continue to unleash their misery upon me and also upon the planet while they posture and claim that they are "superior" for being able to rape and exploit (which includes the mentality of being able to rape the planet for it's resources and then display the luxury items that are actually driving the planet into ruin).
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CRASS
SYSTEMATIC DEATH
lyrics
System, system, system - Death in life!
System, system, system - The surgeon's knife!
System, system, system - Hacking at the cord!
System, system, system - A child is born!
Poor little fucker, poor little kid
Never asked for life, no, she never did!
Poor little baby, poor little mite
Crying out for food as her parents fight...
Crying out for food as her parents fight!
System, system, system - Send him to school
System, system, system - Force him to crawl...
System, system, system - Teach him how to cheat!
System, system, system - Kick him off his feet!
Poor little schoolboy, poor little lad
They'll pet him if he's good, and they'll beat him if he's bad!
Poor little kiddy, poor little chap
They'll force-feed his mind with their useless crap
Force-feed his mind with their useless crap!
System, system, system - They'll teach her how to cook!
System, system, system - Teach her how to look
System, system, system - They'll teach her all the tricks!
System, system, system - Create another victim for their greasy pricks
Poor little girly, poor little wench
Another little object to prod and pinch
Poor little sweety, poor little filly;
They'll fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly
Fuck her mind so they can fuck her silly!
System, system, system - He's grown to be a man
System, system, system - Taught to fit the plan
System, system, system - Forty years of jobs!
System, system, system - Pushing little buttons, pulling little knobs
Poor fucking worker, poor little serf
Working like a mule for half of what he's worth
Poor fucking grafter, poor little gent
Working for the cash that he's already spent
Working for the cash that he's already spent!
He's selling his life - She's his loyal wife;
Timid as a mouse, she's got her litle house
He's got his little car, and they share the cocktail bar
She likes to cook his meals - you know, something that appeals
Sometimes, he works 'til late, so his supper has to wait
But she doesn't really mind, 'cos he's getting overtime
He likes to put a bit away just for that rainy day
'Cos every little counts as the cost of living mounts
They do the pools each week, hoping for that lucky break;
Then they'd take a trip abroad, do all the things they can't afford
She'd really like to have a fur, he'd like a bigger car
They could buy a bungalow, with a Georgian door for show
He might think of leaving work, but, no, he wouldn't like a shirk
He'd much prefer to stay, and get his honest day's pay
He's got a life of work ahead - there's no rest for the dead
And she's tried to make it nice, he's said "Thank you," once or twice
System, system, system - Deprived of any hope
System, system, system - Taught they couldn't cope. (I know!)
System, system, system - Slaves right from the start
System, system, system - Til death do them part!
Poor little fuckers, what a sorry pair
Had their lives stolen, but they didn't really care...
Poor little darlings, just your ordinary folks;
Victims of the system and it's cruel jokes
Victims of the system and it's cruel jokes!
The couple views the wreckage, and dreams of home sweet home;
They'd almost paid the mortgage, when the system dropped its bomb
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