WHY

by DISCHARGE

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steve What delicious memories, from a time when this band, these issues and life in general seemed to matter.

Under a deluge of socially-engineered deception and manipulation, only the vitriolic fury of clear vision and righteously malicious intent can slay the postmodern-poseur apathy infection.

With knowing wink and ironic quip we bury Freedom and, pissing on it's grave, catwalk-strut Humanity into extinction.

The blunt instrument of the past to save our fleeing future? Favorite track: AIN'T NO FEEBLE BASTARD.
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released January 1, 1981

CAL - VOCALS
BONES - GUITAR
RAINY - BASS
BAMBI - DRUMS

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DISCHARGE Stoke On Trent, UK

Discharge formed in 1977 & paved the way for hardcore punk, thrash metal, crust punk, grindcore and various extreme music subgenres. Discharge's influence on punk & metal is incalculable and metal superstars such as Metallica, Anthrax, Machinehead, Soulfly and Sepultura have covered Discharge's songs in tribute. The musical genre of D-Beat is named after Discharge and their distinctive drumbeat. ... more

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Track Name: VISIONS OF WAR
My head is filled with fear of war
Fear and threat of war
Horrific disturbing visions of war
Fill my head
Among the maimed and slaughtered
My body lies
Horrific disturbing visions of war
Fill my head
Track Name: DOES THE SYSTEM WORK ?
Men and women young and old
Out on the streets homeless

Does the system, does the system, does this system work

In plastic bags they carry their homes
Clothes in rags they walk the streets

Does the system, does the system, does this system work

Men and women young and old
Out on the streets homeless

Does the system, does the system, does this system work

In bins they search for the odd dog end
The odd dog end and food

Does the system, does the system, does this system work
Track Name: A LOOK AT TOMORROW
I look out my window to a blinding bright light
Enola passes, passes by

Tomorrow, tomorrow, a look at tomorrow

Hysterical men women and children
Run in search of their families

Tomorrow, tomorrow, a look at tomorrow

I look out of my window to a blinding bright light
Enola passes, passes by

Tomorrow, tomorrow, a look at tomorrow

Skin is shed like that of snakes
But it's not the work of mother nature

Tomorrow, tomorrow, a look at tomorrow
Track Name: WHY
Besides her man she kneels
Holds him tight and begins to cry
Why why why but why

Her loved one's just another piece of meat
On the battlefields
Why why why but why

Her cries break out into screams
As she now becomes hysterical with grief
Why why why but why

Her loved one's just another piece of meat
On the battlefields
Why why why but why
Track Name: MAIMED AND SLAUGHTERED
Men women and children cry and scream in pain
Wounded by bomb splinters
Streets littered with maimed and slaughtered
In rigid pathetic heaps
Track Name: MANIA FOR CONQUEST
In order to satisfy their mania for conquest
Lives are squandered
To satisfy their mania, mania for conquest

Civilians torn from their families, happy homes destroyed
And for what
To satisfy their mania, mania for conquest
Track Name: AIN'T NO FEEBLE BASTARD
Ain't no feeble bastard that obeys their every say
They say do this they say do that
No I'm no dogs body

Ain't no feeble bastard
No fucking scapegoat

Ain't no feeble bastard that has no say
I say what I think, not what they want me to think

Ain't no feeble bastard
No fucking scapegoat
Track Name: IS THIS TO BE
Scorched earth is all that's left
Where trees and flowers once grew
A trail of destruction
Death and destruction

Nothing left but wasteland
Littered with human flesh and bone
A trail of destruction
Death and destruction
Track Name: MASSACRE OF INNOCENTS (AIR ATTACK)
Sounds of distant aircraft get louder
Louder, louder and louder
Massacre of innocence

Men, women and children
Flee from the open in search of safety
Massacre of innocence

Sounds of distant aircraft get louder
Louder, louder and louder
Massacre of innocence

A woman breaks down and cries
Her child is left playing in the street
Massacre of innocence