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A PUNKS VIEW OF THE SILVER JUBILEE

   A PUNKS VIEW OF THE SILVER JUBILEE         TIM ( PUNK ) WILLIAMS AUGUST 2015

TO MAKE THE DECISION TO BE A PUNK
WOULD INCUR ABUSE AND DERISION,
AND POSSIBLE COLLISIONS
WITH THE FISTS OF THE FRIGHTENED,
FROM THOSE WHO WERE SCARED TO STAND OUT IN A CROWD
WE WANTED OUR MUSIC THREE CHORDS FAST AND LOUD

NO AIRY, FAIRY GUITAR BREAKS,
WITH WORDS FROM TOLKEIN OR W.B.YEATS,
BUT LYRICS ABOUT WHAT WAS HAPPENING TODAY,
LIKE THE SEX PISTOLS " ANARCHY IN THE UK ",
SONGS ABOUT THE BIN BAGS UNCOLLECTED THAT FILLED UP OUR STREETS,
AND US AND OUR FATHERS ALL ON THREE DAY WEEKS,
THAT BANDS LIKE THE STONES AND ZEPPELIN
JUST COULD NOT SUPPLY, TODAY'S THE DAY DON'S MUSIC DIES

THE WAY WE DRESSED SOMETIMES LOOKED A MESS
BUT IT REFLECTED OUR GOVERNMENTS LACK OF RESPECT,
FOR THE PEOPLE THEY GOVERNED WERE DOWN ON THEIR KNEES,
AND OUR FUCKING QUEEN CELEBRATING A SILVER JUBILEE,
MY RECORD PLAYER BLASTED THE LURKERS " AINT GOT NO CLUE ",
WHILE I'M READING A FANZINE CALLED " SNIFFIN' GLUE ",
I WAS BEATEN WITH A BROLLY WHILE RIDING A TRAIN
COZ THE T-SHIRT I WORE SHOWED DISRESPECT FOR THE QUEEN

I SAID " FOR CHRIST SAKE WOMAN, OPEN YOUR EYE'S,
THIS JUBILEE CELEBRATION IS JUST A DISGUISE,
TO TAKE YOUR MIND OFF THE MESS WE ARE IN,
POWER TO THE PISTOLS AND GOD SAVE THE QUEEN"

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