Lyrics Women - Crass
Fuck
is
womens
money.
We
pay
with
our
bodies.
There
is
no
purity
in
our
love.
No
beauty.
Just
bribery.
It's
all
the
fucking
same.
We
make
soldiers
with
our
submission.
Wars
with
our
isolation.
Fuck
is
womens
money.
We
pay
with
our
bodies.
There
no
purity
in
motherhood.
No
beauty.
Just
bribery.
It's
all
the
fucking
same.
We
are
all
slaves
to
sexual
histories.
Our
awareness
of
whoredom
can
be
release.
War
is
mens
money.
They
pay
with
their
bodies.
There
is
no
purity
in
that
game,
Only
blood,
death
and
bribery.
It's
all
the
fucking
same.
But
we've
got
the
power.
Don't
just
stand
there
and
take
submission
on
the
strength
of
fear.
FIGHT
WAR,
NOT
WARS.
1 Asylum
2 Do They Owe Us a Living?
3 End Result
4 They've Got a Bomb
5 Punk Is Dead
6 Reject of Society
7 General Bacardi
8 Banned from the Roxy
9 G's Song
10 Fight War, Not Wars
11 Women
12 Securicor
13 Sucks
14 You Pay
15 Angels
16 What a Shame
17 So What
18 Well... Do They?
19 Do They Owe Us a Living (Ignorant and Rimbaud in Duo (Stormpooper))
20 Blackburn Rovers Thread Track (Ignorant and Rimbaud in Duo (Stormpooper))
21 Heartbeat of the Mortuary (Crass in Soho)
22 Do They Owe Us a Living (Crass in Soho)
23 Demolition (Crass in Soho)
24 I Don't Like It (Crass in Soho)
25 Pissedorf Thread Track (Crass in Soho)
26 End Result (Crass in Demo)
27 G's Song (Crass in Demo)
28 General Bacardi (Crass in Demo)
29 Securicor (Crass in Demo)
30 Angela Rippon (Crass in Demo)
31 Major General Despair (Crass in Demo)
32 Do They Owe Us a Living (Crass in Demo)
33 Punk Is Dead (Crass in Demo)
34 Come to Southern Studios – Run out Track (Crass in Demo)
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