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Non posso credere che nessuno abbia ancora recensito questo disco, le uniche spiegazioni forse sono che "Punks not dead" non ha bisogno di nessuna recensione.
Gli Exploited sono una di quelle band che hanno molte particolarità, primo è una delle band Hardcore Punk più famose nell'universo, che con il loro personale tocco compositivo da incalliti autodidatti sfiorano la banalità restando senza dubbio dei geni. Il secondo punto, quello che fa soffermare di più i "figli della strada" più seminali è che come punk sono poco credibili (non me ne vogliate), odiano tutti, odiano il mercato multinazionale, sono degli incalliti predicatori, ma quando li si vede suonare in giro sono trasportati da autobus a due piani.... eheheheheh direi io il grande bluff del rock'n roll.
Comunque sia sono qui per parlare della loro musica e non del loro modo di ipnotizzare con le prediche anarchiche ragazzini che li prendono come vati, per poi succhiargli i soldi con i loro vendutissimi album. Il punto forte della band è Wattie Buchan, la sua voce è ira, la sua voce è eccesso, la sua voce è il modo più diretto per decrivere l'anarchia. In questo album oltretutto suona anche il tanto amato dai nostalgici, Big John chitarrista simbolo della prima ondata degli "Exploited".
Ascoltando l'album non ci sono canzoni da buttare, si inizia con la folla che acclama la band con il classico motto "Barmy Army Explited!" per poi partire con la title track "Punk's not dead" della quale non possono essere molte spiegazioni è semplicemente un classico, si continua con traccie non da meno, "Mucky Pup", "Cop Cars", "Free Flight" (al diavolo, dovrei elencare tutte le canzoni?!) sono tutti cavalli di battaglia della band. Per la massa una delle migliori canzoni del lavoro sono "S.P.G.", "Barmy Army Exploited" o "I belive in Anarchy" senza dimenticare la particolare "Sex in Violence".
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02 Mucky Pup (01:42)
Go!
Well I pick my nose
then I eat it up
Im a real humdinger
Im a mucky pup
[Chorus:]
Im a mucky pup [x7]
Im a pup
Oh I don't take drugs
I've given glue up
But I stare at people
Im a mucky pup
Banjo!
Oh I see pretty girls
and I picked you up
Then my nipples go point-point
Im a mucky pup
Oh the nine o'clock news
is something to trip on
I bleeding love her -
Angela Rippon!
She's got big tits
03 Cop Cars (01:49)
[Intro:]
Ne-nah, Ne-nah Cops are after me
Ne-nah, Ne-nah Cops are after me
Ne-nah, Ne-nah Cops are after me
Here they come
[Verse 1:]
You go to a pub a public place
They call you a sod you get in a fight
They draw their guns and they fuck you up
Then they put you away for life
[Chorus:]
I hate cop cars
I hate cop cars
Ne-nah, Ne-nah
I hate cop cars
[Verse 2:]
Downtown they want you to listen
Get moved on when you make phone calls
They don't care if their wrong or right
They don't care if your sods or cunts
[Chorus]
Let's hear ya!
I hate cop cars
I hate cop cars
I hate cop cars
I hate cop cars!
[Verse 1]
[Chorus]
05 Army Life (02:34)
Never give up, never give up, never give up the army
Join the army at seventeen
till you sware that you're a killing machine
three more rifles if they die
you got to do whatever the army says
Army life is killing me, me, me
Army life is killing me
Went to Belfast just for fucking fun
Walking about with my tommy gun
sit on a landmine, you wake up dead
you'll just be anounced in your local paper
Army life is killing me, me, me
Army life is killing me ... guitar...
Army life is killing me, me, me
Army life is killing me
The file is up, just the end of the morning
I gotta get up outta bed to teach
they walk to the gathering full of hate
you gotta do whatever the army says
Army life is killing me, me, me
Army life is killing me
Join the army to learn how to kill
Join the army to be a man
For our words an they want yours
is gotta do whatever army says
09 Royalty (02:05)
Sign me a picture of the queen now
Dirty little bitch, fucking little cow
Way down in there
It’s no fucking use
Gonna be a victim
Of the working class abuse
Why does the royalty make today
????
We’ll help you on your way
14 Son of a Copper (02:40)
Son of a copper but you’re a ?????
You better watch out or you’re gonna end up back inside
Your dad’s a cop, your dad was a screw
He wasn’t as soft with the other prisoners
He’s used to working with animals
And live in the zoo
I won’t end up like my dad
And I won’t end up being a screw
Interrogated for 14 days
I’ve got ????, I’ve got to pay
It wasn’t meant, it wasn’t me
And I’ve been framed
I didn’t really kill him
It wasn’t my fault
He came at me with a broken bottle
I tried to warn him I had a knife
And now he’s dead
I won’t end up like my dad
And I won’t end up being a screw
15 I Believe in Anarchy (02:09)
I Believe In Anarchy let's see you pogo!
GO!
I'm not ashamed of being a Punk
and i don't care and don't give a damn
and i don't care what you say
cause i believe in anarchy
I I I I I'm not afraid
and I I I I I'm not ashamed
cause I stil believe in anarchy
Go to a pub and pick up a byrd
you take her back for the casual fuck
you drive her home in your old mans car
but you have to go duchess cause you've got no doms
[Chorus]
I'm not afraid of having a Fight
and i'm not ashamed about getting drunk
and i don't care what you say cause
I believe in Anarchy
16 Army Life (02:25)
Never give up, never give up, never give up the army
Join the army at seventeen
till you sware that you're a killing machine
three more rifles if they die
you got to do whatever the army says
Army life is killing me, me, me
Army life is killing me
Went to Belfast just for fucking fun
Walking about with my tommy gun
sit on a landmine, you wake up dead
you'll just be anounced in your local paper
Army life is killing me, me, me
Army life is killing me ... guitar...
Army life is killing me, me, me
Army life is killing me
The file is up, just the end of the morning
I gotta get up outta bed to teach
they walk to the gathering full of hate
you gotta do whatever the army says
Army life is killing me, me, me
Army life is killing me
Join the army to learn how to kill
Join the army to be a man
For our words an they want yours
is gotta do whatever army says
20 Dogs of War (01:43)
I've got a uniform.
And I'm okay.
Killing and ripping.
Just for a day.
[chorus:]
Dogs of war, but after you.
Dogs of war, but after you.
Dogs of war, but after you.
Dogs of war, BUT AFTER YOU.
Stab him with my pinner.
I'll shoot him with my gun.
I'm a psycho killer.
Just for fun.
[chorus]
Dogs of War.
Dogs of War..
Dogs of War...
Dogs of War....
What does it mean?
And I don't give a damn.
Let me forget.
Cause tomorrow you're dead.
[chorus]
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