Crass - General Bacardi Lyrics
Chorus: Seen it all before, revolution at my back door Who's to say it won't happen all again Cos the Generals sip bacardi, while the privates feel the painThey talk from the screen and T.V. tubeTalk revolution like it's processed foodTalk anarchy from music hall stagesLook for change in colour supplement pagesThey think that by talking from some distant towerThey something might change in the structure of powerThey dream, they dream, never walk on the streetThey dream, they dream, never stand on their feetChorusAlternative values were a *****ing conThey never really meant it when they said "Get It on"They really meant "Mine, that's mine" don't you see?They stamped on our head so that they could be freeThey formed little groups, like rich mens ghettoesTending their goats and organic tomatoesWhile the world was *****ed by fascist regimesTalked of windmills and psychedelic dreamsChorus
