Paroles: Oxymoron. Feed The Breed. What's Going On.

More shitty venues shooting from the ground
while the cool places all are closing down
subculture's wiped out systematically
but we're not gone if you drive us away

Anger's rising, how surprising...

[Chorus:]
What the fuck is going on here
Where to go, say, where to go ?
You're scared us off but we're still out there
What's up, man ?
What the fuck is going on here
Where to go, say, where to go ?
This scheme of yours ain't getting nowhere
What's up anyway ?

Punkrock's banned, "skins don't get in here"...
It's getting hard to set up gigs somewhere
Our cities dying through the council's hand
where once we went to now there's fallow land

Tidy nation operation

Your townscape suffers from the likes of us
Did you expect us to be off so fast ?
You can take away our clubs and tear them down
but you ain't rid of us we're still in town...

You're gonna get your fucking doors kicked in