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Slayer & Ice-T
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Slayer & Atari Teenage Riot
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These are covers of The Exploited songs “War”, “UK 82” and “Disorder” with altered lyrics. Don’t know the story behind it, just recognized the songs. Although The Exploited had been playing thrash for a long time by then, so I’m sure Wattie had crossed paths with Slayer at some point.
[Intro]
War!
[Verse 1]
Our government is fucked
Sure to bring us down
The media incites civil unrest
Hatred can bring you down
[Chorus]
War!
I don't want your war
War!
We don't need your war
We don't need your war
War!
[Verse 2]
Military feasts, starving countries
Drama brings you to your knees
Spill your blood to save humanity
Dying for the food we feed
[Chorus]
War!
I don't want your war
War!
We don't need your war
We don't need your war
War!
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 3]
Our government is fucked
Sure to bring us down
The media incites civil unrest
Hatred can bring you down
Injustice drives you crazy
It drove L.A. insane
In this generation
Hatred is the name
[Chorus]
War!
I don't want your war
War!
We don't need your war
We don't need your war
War!
War!
[Refrain]
L.A., '92
[Verse 4]
Bastard magic
Should make you cry
The answer to the question
Is we ain't gonna die
[Refrain]
L.A., '92
[Verse 5]
Police can make me under stress
While all L.A.'s a fuckin' mess
Don't patronize my fuckin' ass
Some heads will get crashed
[Refrain]
L.A., '92
[Verse 6]
Billy's has got himself a gun
He's going to fucking war
He won't revert to sticks and stones
Just bullet holes and broken bones
[Refrain]
Chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos
Don't give a fuck!
[Verse 7]
Could my body knock you down?
The winds blow through your town
The ticktock of locking us up
Well, they got enough shit, never had enough
[Refrain]
Chaos, chaos, chaos, chaos
Don't give a fuck!
[Outro]
Disorder! Disorder!
Disorder! Disorder!
Disorder! Disorder!
Disorder! Disorder!
Disorder was produced by Happy Walters.