Napalm Death — The Great Capitulator

Napalm Death — The Great Capitulator

Napalm Death — The Great Capitulator

I’d rating die probing something
Than see the urge, shot to f**king pieces
Rip that face off — who goes there?
You may — you may doubt the necessity

You may — you may feign incredulity

On break — you’re toeing the line!
Quadruple standards
For a set of ruler
So you don’t fall prey
To the ill-at-ease — who goes there?
Cast out — cast out to private hell
Where the — where the loose lipped freely expel…
…Streams — of odious, twisted rationale
Streams — of odious, twisted, raving rationale

Rationale!
Be seen-and-not-heard
Balance of disturbance
Decorum? Ooh… ooh
The earnest refusal
The bleating manoeuvre
Decorum? Ooh… ooh
Streams — of wretched, heinous rationale

Streams — of wretched, heinous, depraved rationale

Rationale!
Buying the rawest deal
Dither, by dutiful
Apologize… ooh
I’d rather die doubting something
Than be consigned to anonymity
Kicking, screaming — who goes there?
You may — surrender manfully

You may — you may die in captivity