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Holydays in the sun - Sex Pistols

A Cheap holiday in other peoples misery!
I don't wanna holiday in the sun
I wanna go to new Belsen
I wanna see some history
'Cause now i got a reasonable economy

Gorilla Biscuits - New direction

Back in, back in the days when I'd wait to
see the old bands play. It didn't seem
like wasted days.

Ramones - Judy is a punk

Jackie is a punk
Judy is a runt
They both went down to Frisco, joined the SLA

HHH - Mi ciudad

Esta ciudad no es para mi.
Nadie ofrece ninguna resistencia.
La gente calla, el mundo tiembla.
Y nadie se molesta en pensar sobre lo que pasa.
Las mismas caras, los mismos gestos.

La polla records- Era un hombre y ahora es poli

Décima Víctima - almas perdidas

Derrotados que al clarear el día
buscan luz para poder dormir,
esperando con la mente aturdida
que la suerte les sonría al fin.
Vagarán con el dolor.

Johnny Cash - San Quentin (Live from Prison)

San Quentin, I hate every inch of you.
You've cut me and you've scarred me thru an' thru.
And I'll walk out a wiser, weaker man;
Mister Congressman, you can't understand.

I haven't fucked much with the past, but I've fucked plenty with the future.
Over the skin of silk are scars from the splinters of stations and walls I've caressed.
Babelogue. Patti Smith.

Bap!! - Ezereza

Estamos hasta los cojones de tanto ratero
que lo que quiere es sacar dinero
destrozan todo el valle para su provecho
tenemos un gobierno que les da derecho
(another BAP!! song!)

When there's no future
How can be sin?
We're the flowers
In the Dustbin

God Save the Queen. Sex Pistols.

Subterranean Homesick Blues - Bob Dylan

You don’t need a weatherman
To know which way the wind blows

Tiempos nuevos, tiempos salvajes
Toma una arma, eso te salvará.

Ilegales

No place to stop,
no place to go
No time to lose,
have to keep on going
I guess they died some time ago
I guess they died some time ago

Interzone. Joy Division.

Demasiada gente,
pensando por tí
tratan de decirte como has de vivir

No hay sitio para ti. MCD

Alguien tiene un arma
por si algo sale mal

El nuevo Harlen. Lagartija Nick.

My Generation - The Who

People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Just because we get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation)
I hope I die before I get old (Talkin' 'bout my generation)

We're gonna make you fall
We're gonna take it all cos we have no pity

No pity - 999

We've been crying now for much too long
And now we're gonna dance to a different song
Gonna sream and shout til my dying breath
Gonna smash it up til theres nothing left

Smash it up. The Damned

what's the price on our survival? what's the price?
are we gonna pay back, are we gonna pay back or, are we gonna die
T.i.m.e.b.o.m.b. - The (international) noise conspiracy