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Napalm Death - Enemy of the Music Business - Nazi Punks Fuck Off
Enemy of the Music Business
01. Taste the Poison
02. Next on the List
03. Constitutional Hell
04. Vermin
05. Volume of Neglect
06. Thanks for Nothing
07. Can’t Play, Won’t Pay
08. Blunt Against the Cutting Edge
09. Cure for the Common Complaint
10. Necessary Evil
11. C.S. (Conservative Shithead), Part 2
12. Mechanics of Deceit
13. (The Public Get) What the Public Doesn’t Want
14. Fracture in the Equation
15. Politicians
16. Incinerator
17. Demonic Possessions
18. Maggots in Your Coffin
19. Back From the Dead
20. Nazi Punks Fuck Off
Punk ain't no religious cult,
Punk means thinking for yourself.
You ain't hardcore 'cause you spike your hair,
When a jock still lives inside your head.

Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Fuck off!

If you've come to fight, get outta here.
You ain't no better than the bouncers.
We ain't trying to be the police.
When you ape the cops, it ain't anarchy.

Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Fuck off!

Ten guys jump one, what a man!
You fight each other, the police state wins.
Stab your backs when you trash our halls.
Trash a bank if you've got real balls.

You still think swastikas look cool.
The real nazis run your schools.
They're coaches, businessmen and cops.
In the real fourth reich, you'll be the first to go.

Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Nazi punks,
Fuck off!

You'll be the first to go.
You'll be the first to go.
You'll be the first to go.
Unless you think.