interesting upload, thanks mate! can you give me a tip on how to download their 2 albums? wanna check out Steve's (and the rest of course) work more carefully and entirely! thanks :)
The nondescript man that you pass in the street Is a law unto himself when he places his feet In the symbol of a square and solemnly declares That he'll "hele, concele and never revele" And secrets or mysteries given by decree Under pain of death by the 33rd degree Standing in the threshold of an ancient rite The hoodwink is removed and he's brought into the light Kneels on his left knee, right foot in a square, Reenacts a murder, it's a sinister affair Stands above a crowd in a lambskin shroud That unprintable name can be uttered out loud. Blood's thicker than water When you stand before the alter You're privileged by decree To confuse and deceive to protect your brotherhood. Just a nod and wink and a surreptitious move Are the requisites he needs to stand above reproof Hold back information from those who might require Believing as he does that his brothers stand higher Underneath the frontage of a giving charity Lies a sect of men clothed in secrecy Only those within know what there is to gain Not for us the knowledge, we're merely profane. Companions, nothing now remains but, According to ancient custom, To lock up our secrets in some safe repository, Uniting in the act of fidelity, fidelity, fidelity, fidelity. Corruption on a level that's way above our heads In the halls of justice where the dogs of law tread Pressure on the knuckle and a brother stands to gain Through use of the grip called Tubal Cain Wheels start to turn as a public concern Becomes a shady deal where the brotherhood can earn And the deal never reaches the pages of the press Because the man who runs the paper has the compass at his breast. Policemen and judges and members of the bar Stand together at the lodge below a six-sided star Insist that the working's for the good of us all Yet obliged to save each other should the masonry fall. Blood's thicker than water When you stand before the alter You're privileged by decree To confuse and deceive to protect your brotherhood. In the black room, red room, chamber of death Swear allegiance to each other with every breath And these are the men with their fingers in the pies Of politics and finance and it's no surprise That the Orangemen in Ireland are yet another angle For the craft to employ in sorting out the tangle To a few can rule under brotherhood's thumb And with a little bit of nudging thy will be done. "Our motto must be 'all means of force and hypocrisy'. Only sheer force is victorious in politics Violence must be the principal, Cunning and hypocrisy the rule." Never gonna know who the men in aprons are - A member of the house or a media star The master of hounds on his horse at the hunt With a smile on his fave that's sharp and blunt. The boss of the bank sworn to secrecy The man who makes decisions for the record company Magistrate sitting at the court of law, Preacher, teacher, minister for war - We're never going to know who the brotherhood are We're never going to know who the brotherhood are. Never going to know who the brotherhood are. Never going to know who the brotherhood are.
Are the people who are commenting on the cover of this serious. The words are a critique of free masonry, woud it have been easier if he had a big red line through the compass. The cover has the masons compass because it is about free masonry. Would you prefer it had a picture of a fish on it? It's possible to create something more interesting and worthy than just endlessly produce punk comfort zones. This is a great record, a great critique of free masonry and free masonry is interesting. The ungovernable force has a police man firing rubber bullets on the cover, what does it all mean!!!!
@MrOnions123 well XX is the sigil of Saturn... i'm sure Steve from Crass knows what i'm talking about... it's more than just masonry. i wouldn't doubt it if he knows. he's been around for a long time.
469jasper - or to put it another way - they are saying exactly the same thing that you are on the subject. The symbol on the cover lets you know what the song is about rather than indicating that Steve Ignorant is a member of his local lodge!
@469jasper this band clearly supports the masons, too true. A lot of the metaphors in this song go back to masonic geometry. Great astute comment 469jasper.
interesting upload, thanks mate! can you give me a tip on how to download their 2 albums? wanna check out Steve's (and the rest of course) work more carefully and entirely! thanks :)
The nondescript man that you pass in the street
Is a law unto himself when he places his feet
In the symbol of a square and solemnly declares
That he'll "hele, concele and never revele"
And secrets or mysteries given by decree
Under pain of death by the 33rd degree
Standing in the threshold of an ancient rite
The hoodwink is removed and he's brought into the light
Kneels on his left knee, right foot in a square,
Reenacts a murder, it's a sinister affair
Stands above a crowd in a lambskin shroud
That unprintable name can be uttered out loud.
Blood's thicker than water
When you stand before the alter
You're privileged by decree
To confuse and deceive to protect your brotherhood.
Just a nod and wink and a surreptitious move
Are the requisites he needs to stand above reproof
Hold back information from those who might require
Believing as he does that his brothers stand higher
Underneath the frontage of a giving charity
Lies a sect of men clothed in secrecy
Only those within know what there is to gain
Not for us the knowledge, we're merely profane.
Companions, nothing now remains but,
According to ancient custom,
To lock up our secrets in some safe repository,
Uniting in the act of fidelity, fidelity, fidelity, fidelity.
Corruption on a level that's way above our heads
In the halls of justice where the dogs of law tread
Pressure on the knuckle and a brother stands to gain
Through use of the grip called Tubal Cain
Wheels start to turn as a public concern
Becomes a shady deal where the brotherhood can earn
And the deal never reaches the pages of the press
Because the man who runs the paper has the compass at his breast.
Policemen and judges and members of the bar
Stand together at the lodge below a six-sided star
Insist that the working's for the good of us all
Yet obliged to save each other should the masonry fall.
Blood's thicker than water
When you stand before the alter
You're privileged by decree
To confuse and deceive to protect your brotherhood.
In the black room, red room, chamber of death
Swear allegiance to each other with every breath
And these are the men with their fingers in the pies
Of politics and finance and it's no surprise
That the Orangemen in Ireland are yet another angle
For the craft to employ in sorting out the tangle
To a few can rule under brotherhood's thumb
And with a little bit of nudging thy will be done.
"Our motto must be 'all means of force and hypocrisy'.
Only sheer force is victorious in politics
Violence must be the principal,
Cunning and hypocrisy the rule."
Never gonna know who the men in aprons are -
A member of the house or a media star
The master of hounds on his horse at the hunt
With a smile on his fave that's sharp and blunt.
The boss of the bank sworn to secrecy
The man who makes decisions for the record company
Magistrate sitting at the court of law,
Preacher, teacher, minister for war -
We're never going to know who the brotherhood are
We're never going to know who the brotherhood are.
Never going to know who the brotherhood are.
Never going to know who the brotherhood are.
Are the people who are commenting on the cover of this serious. The words are a critique of free masonry, woud it have been easier if he had a big red line through the compass. The cover has the masons compass because it is about free masonry. Would you prefer it had a picture of a fish on it? It's possible to create something more interesting and worthy than just endlessly produce punk comfort zones. This is a great record, a great critique of free masonry and free masonry is interesting. The ungovernable force has a police man firing rubber bullets on the cover, what does it all mean!!!!
@MrOnions123
well XX is the sigil of Saturn... i'm sure Steve from Crass knows what i'm talking about... it's more than just masonry. i wouldn't doubt it if he knows. he's been around for a long time.
Can someone post "Sad Life?"I had the ep, but lost it in a fire. Unable to find since.
469jasper - or to put it another way - they are saying exactly the same thing that you are on the subject. The symbol on the cover lets you know what the song is about rather than indicating that Steve Ignorant is a member of his local lodge!
Some people probably do think Steve is the Grand Poobah of his lodge.
Very CRASS like in parts?/?
Well, it is Steve Ignorant's band!
Time to shine a light on the cockroaches. 420 Protoman is probably a gov't troll btw.
they did that to make people be insterested to those symbols and discover what is beyond them
😊
@469jasper this band clearly supports the masons, too true. A lot of the metaphors in this song go back to masonic geometry. Great astute comment 469jasper.
hahaha oh dear
In Russia we would say "ШУЕ"
No, no, no!!! They DON'T!!
Ha ha, no somehow I don't think he does! Brilliant EP
you need to clarify the content
listen to the song "anarchy means i litter" lol.
More poop.