All I need is for someone to open that door. We can only guess. Open up your eyes You are in for such a surprise You have no idea what’s a goin’ on You’re just being used, yeah once again. What a time we had on Friday night What a bird you went with, what a sight And you made excuses for her face. He never realized that day that chivalry had died Britain was in alien hands but at least a man had tried Forty years is a long long time in a prison cell to be And I feel ashamed at the sentence passed on a man who wanted peace.
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Skrewdriver:Blood & Honour Lyrics
Said you’d see her again, what have you done When you see her face you just want to run Reckon you’re on fruit juice from now on. He got up on one morning and he went out to his plane He said good-bye to his wife, but doubts were in his brain To sue for peace was his idea in But the bankers’ grip was oh so tight, and the chance for peace was gone. He stuck up for his country, but he didn’t like the cost The European brother war, and lives were being lost He saw the grieving mothers whose sons could not be found He wanted peace to stop the endless coffins on the ground.
You tried to take our manhood, you tried to steal our pride You made our people suffer, you took us for a ride We got ourselves a union, to try to air our voice When it started speaking, you smashed it like a toy.
You’re walking along a wind-swept seafront with the cold north wind in your hair You’re looking out anc the restless sea all you ever seem to do is stare Over there beyond the white-flecked waves and the mist that spoils your view Like a jewel in the sea is your country of old, the place that means everything to you You may like the place that you’re living in now but the place you really want to be Is your country ahd birth, yeah the place you grew up, the jewel in the sea.
Get into the pub order up a drink Feeling better now you get a second one Action replay’s in the cards again.
Skrewdriver – Blood and honour
We look with caution to the east We can see the red flag on the beast Countless millions have died at the Marxists’ hands We would fight and die to keep our land. They’ll always put the blame on you and tell the public lies But we’ll be here a long long time ‘cos the spirit never hoour We’ll speak our minds, we’ll fly our flags, we’ll fight for victory We’ll just keep on fighting, that’s the way it’s gotta be Yeah, we’ll just keep on fighting, that’s the way it’s gotta be I say, we’ll just keep on fighting, that’s the way it’s gotta be.
All I need is for someone to open that door. Think of all the things that you have missed Don’t you want much more from life than this?
This article needs additional citations for verification. Well I’m searching, trying hard to find out Searching, trying to ease my mind now. We must remain true to our cause, for comrades thrown in gaol For their sake and sacrifice, we must never fail Hnoour Crane and Pearce and Kuehnen too, and Eriksson as well For the lonely man in Spandau, our efforts they must tell.
You have got to try and own your own life You keep yours, yeah, and I’m gonna try for mine You look around and then you realize You see so many people in a different light.
You tell me what you’d like to do, but I don’t want to know My only interest is today, and where we want to go We need the people to awake, and fight for us right now ‘Cos we will never be enslaved by the six point master plan.
Our enemies are capitalists, communists as well Both these forms of evil are raining our death-knell We salute the troops of yesterday, who fought the Marxist plague And we will carry on your fight as the white men of today. Open up your eyes Can you see clearly? When the storm breaks, you will have to know When the storm breaks, what you gonna do? All the papers, the radio and TV Never known them to tell the truth to me Only there to brainwash you their way Got to learn to ignore them everyday.
He’s the kind of man who sticks his job for the money that he gets He don’t spend his money at the pub or making bets Goes down town, goes in the bar and makes his contact there He gets the gear, he takes a shot, and his eyes begin to stare.
Walk around the city and you hold your head up high The sheep they’ll try and drag you down with their aggression and their lies Your life is just a struggle ‘cos you’re proud of your country But you just keep on fighting, that’s the way it’s gotta be.
When the storm breaks, can we count on you?
Skrewdriver – Blood and honour | From English speaking countries | CDs | Midgård
I never stop looking I’m gonna have more now Wish someone could tell me What I’m looking for now. Hail the New Dawn All of the songs were written by Ian Stuart Donaldson.
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You over-run my country, with your blood and steel Never thought to ask us, how it made us feel Cutting down our people, we never had no hope We stood against your bullets, but we could never cope. With the usual drinks on the Friday night Gotta get a girl ‘cos time is tight But the world looks different today. Everyday is getting worse and I’m feeling down and blue You’ve got to realize the importance of this move Gotta break out from my thoughts, I’ve gotta try to carry on I know just what I want, and I’ll get it before too long.
You’ve made up your mind, go down the uonour agency and book a ticket on the plane You’re happier now than you’ve been for several years, ‘cos you’re going back home again You’ve been a traveler for quite a few years, but you’re going where you want to be Back to the place where you were born and bred, back skrwwdriver the jewel in the sea.
Don’t understand our culture, don’t understand our lives Don’t understand our suffering, don’t understand our strife.
Blood & Honour (album) – Wikipedia
The album and its first song’s name refers to the motto of the Hitler Youthwhich was also utilized by an Ian Stuart Donaldson-founded organization of the same name. May Learn how and when to remove this template message. Democracy won’t stand the test of time Unemployment and a rising rate of crime Will you stay or will you go? Soccer season starts again, we’re gonna hit the violent trail People hurt as violence flares, it’s politics again A caravan is someone’s tomb They’re killed in their sleep by poison fumes.