Now You've Put Your Foot In It letra

Jesus Christ, it's now got out of control.
There's three million animals dead.
God, Father, anyone, help us please.
This is destroying the future, our lives wrecked.

Meanwhile the brigadier loads his prick with the bolt and takes command of the cull.
Maker forgive me, accept my body to heaven
I'm begging, please pray for my soul.

Oh shut your whining fucking mouths
And fuck you, too.
Am I a right callous cunt,
Or have I seen through you?
We didn't shut our mouths when they told us to.
We're not like you who follow suit.

Why shut your mouth? Because I told you to.
You've put your foot in it enough, you don't know truth.
You've been telling me, now I'm telling you,

Another cattle farmer cops it. People cry at the altar.
I couldn't give a fuck.
How many animals slaughtered?
The industry of greed, economic will to succeed.
A blind ambition, the open mouths to feed.
Fox hunts on hold; their masters join the cull.
It's for the good of the country? Killing? Control?

The countryside alliance, they march, they roar.
Tough, soon you'll have nothing left to kill anymore.
They say Mr Blair, you're so unfair - I think he's more like a worthless cunt.
A slimy backstabber to those who should know better.
The electorate litters' runt.
A ventriloquist, who simply takes the piss.
But a word of warning, when he aims, he won't miss.
He shoots his bolt into the sick and the old.
Understand a cull means out of control.

To retain power, to brainwash mind.
Terminate resistance, make visions eyes blind.
Retained parliament, problem resolved.
Understand a cull means out of control.

Don't dare come around pimping your politics.
Have you forgot what you've done? We ain't. You're top of our list.
You are what you eat and that's clear on the cover.
Your blood stained bank notes, the economy suffers.
The tears, three million pitifully weep.
Stuff your manifestos, your issues you keep.
As your world boils over, anger's melting pot,
Realize and remember, that's all you've got.

I can't hear your lies!

Conflict - Letras

• 1824 Overture
• 1986, The Battle Continues
• A Declaration Of Independence
• A Gaping Hole
• A Message To Who
• A Piss In The Ocean
• A Question Of Priorities
• Against All Odds
• An Option
• As Others See Us
• Assured Mutual Destruction
• Barricades And Broken Dreams
• Berkshire Cunt
• Blind Attack
• Blood Morons
• Bullshit Broadcast
• C.R.A.S.S.
• Carlo Giuliani
• Climbing The Stairs
• Conflict
• Crazy Governments
• Cruise
• Custom Rock
• Do You Get The Picture
• Dodi Did 'Er Doggy
• EXPLOITATION
• Force Or Service
• From Protest To Resistance
• From St. Paul's To Seattle
• Great What?
• I Heard A Rumour
• I'm Starving
• I've Had Enough
• Increase The Pressure
• Is Never To Die
• Just Defy
• Kings And Punks
• LAW & ORDER (throughout the land)
• Law And Order
• Let The Battle Commence
• Meat Means Murder
• Mental Mania
• Mighty And Superior
• Neither Is This
• No Island Of Dreams
• No More Excuses
• Now You've Put Your Foot In It
• One Nation Under The Bomb
• Punk Inn'it
• Radio Trash
• Slaughter Of Innocence
• Someday Soon
• The A Team
• The Arrest
• The Cord Is Cut
• The Day Before
• The Final Conflict
• The Greatest Show On Earth
• The Guilt & The Glory
• The Guilt And The Glory
• The Hidden Hand
• The Institute Of Dreams
• The Positive Junk
• The Right To Reply
• The Serenade Is Dead
• The System Maintains
• The Ungovernable Farce
• The Ungovernable Force
• The War Of Words
• There's No Power
• These Colours Don't Run
• These Things Take Time
• They Said That
• This Is Not Enough
• This Is The Alf
• To Be Continued
• To Whom It May Concern
• Tough Shit Mickey
• Vietnam Serenade
• War
• War Games
• Wargames
• Whichever Way You Want It