Anthrax (Live at American Indian Centre) lyrics

Gang of Four

[Verse: Jon King and Andy Gill]
Woke up this morning, desperation AM ([?])
What I've been saying won't say them again (just forget it)
My head's not empty, it's full with my brain (I made out, how many you got?)
The thoughts I'm thinking, like p*ss down a drain (f**king [?] arseholes!)
And I feel like a beetle on its back (It felt I'm gonna f**king talk you out of it)
And there's no way for me to get up
Love'll get you like a case of anthrax ([?] Marxists can take the f**kin'-)
And that's something I don't want to catch (Grass knows what)
Ought to control what I do to my mind (He got- I'll tell you what)
Nothing in there but sunshades for the blind (I'll tell you about distribution of labour)
Only yesterday I said to myself (You got the group, you got the f**kin' label)
The things I'm doing aren't good for my health (You got the musicians)
And I feel like a beetle on its back ('Cause they're a pile of sh*t)
And there's no way for me to get up ([?])
Love'll get you like a case of anthrax ([?])
And that's something I don't want to catch (What separates it out)

[Outro: Jon King and Andy Gill]
Love'll get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't want to catch
Love'll get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't want to catch

[Spoken]
That's "Anthrax"
Andy's gonna play drums now
Here goes [?], it's called "It's Her Factory", eughh!

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