Up rose a movement titled C.R.A.S.S.
Who spoke of anarchy & freedom, putting power to the test
A caring group of people who worked outside the system
Aiming for liberty & peace using passive resistance
They took on a larger battle challenging all the rights & wrongs
The state, sexism, war, religion. Love & hope spread from their songs
Punk is dead -- Now refuse to be led
Fight wars, not wars -- Oppose all power they said
They questioned institutions, reputations, the class systems
Destroying power not people, but also rejecting revolution
They never set out to profit from another
The music took a backseat so the message got louder
Unity, respect, don't contaminate our earth
Is what was screamed at leaders in asylum, morals, values, what's it worth?
Those who couldn't take it tried to stop them with violence
They refused to play their game and watched the political minds subsidence
Attempts failed feebly to create divisions in the movement
For it was real, unmarketable, not the bullshit we were used to
Yes we still have their fucked system, regulations, laws & threats
Whose fault is that? Not theirs! They're still doing their bit, are you?
People don't climb on the pedestal, they are pushed there
Questions developing leadership, when you know what's being said is right, why do you need proof?
For fuck sake, why can't you understand what they were saying?
The shit we get, the shit we get