You've Got Big Hands Songtext

von Crass

Out of the chaos we divide fucked up, muddled up looking for a side stay on the outside, don't go in don't think that you can do it, if you sell out they win it's not like that the changes are made give in to them, your chances are delayed you'll feed with your energies the things that you hate diluting your strength each time they say yes their hands are big, they've got big hands big hands, big hands, big hands etc... you're talking with sounds they don't understand big hands etc.. they've got big mouths to shout demands big hands etc.. they'll let you past a couple of times big hands etc.. you think you're getting somewhere, you're fucking blind big hands etc.. this structures stretches, it'll bend but not break big hands etc.. this system channels any threat that you make big hands etc.. it will do almost anything to accomodate, accomodate you and your liberal ideas you're the child in their garden the dog on their lead their token to changes that are never made can't you see that for centuries, it's been the same plenty like you have been seduced to the game the chain's still as tight, won't let in the light can you tell me what's different? whose hopes will you feed? will you feed their arses will you feed their big hands? bigs hands etc..