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by Fight Rosa Fight!

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    Physical CD of our new EP, Rotten.
    Released August 2015

    Comes in a recycled double CD sleeve with download code and EP booklet

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Our second EP!
Another DIY release that we've put together ourselves.
If there was ever a time to stand and fight oppression it's now.

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released August 14, 2015

All songs by Fight Rosa Fight!
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Marcus Jenkins

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Unapologetically feminist DIY Riot Grrrl punk from the South West

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Track Name: We Scream In Silence
Hold Up//Wait a minute

What d'ya say What d'ya say What d'ya say?

Thought I must be mistaken

But you've gone and thrown it all away

We scream in silence, we scream in silence

We make the silent roar

We fight the cracks and we know the fractures

We make the soundless call

Don't think too hard//But don't get complacent

Don't hide in the furrows of your mind

You gotta keep the dog at bay

We scream in silence, we scream in silence

We make the silent roar

We fight the cracks and we know the fractures

We make the soundless call

I can't take it//I can't take it//anymore//anymore

I can't take it//I can't take it//anymore//anymore

I won't take it

I won't take it

Anymore, anymore

I won't take it

I won't take it

Anymore, anymore

We'll never know

We’ll never find the time

We’ll never know true peace of mind

We’ll never know

We’ll never find the time

We’ll never know true peace of mind

True peace of mind

True peace of mind
Track Name: Rotten
You say I’m rotten Rotten to the core Decaying away, no good no more

Decomposure, rotting away Been and gone, nothing left to say and I continue on this trail of hate Melting away, rotten escape

Rotten

Now my body, something for you to hate No longer lives here, in a twist of fate You say I’m rotten, rotten to the core Decaying away, no good no more

Rotten

No more forbidden fruit For you to lick, sugar makes you sick I will churn inside your gut Because I’m a filthy slut
Track Name: Class War
Peddling fear and class division

You're keeping people supervised

You got 'em lookin' over their shoulders

They wanna run, wanna run

They wanna run, wanna run

This is a model hell Cut throat, no hope she fell This is a model hell with you

Keeping people scared of their neighbours

Making people resent the poor

You got them thinking they'd never get there

Make them run, make them run

Make them run, make them run

I wanna go to hell Compared to this I can tell We’ll stand and fight for it all Because this is our fucking war

Bedroom taxes Fight the class war

Mayfair Loophole

Fight the class war

Closing Libraries Fight the class war

Benefits sanctions Fight the class war

Back to Work schemes Fight the class war

Demonization of immigration Fight the class war

Make them run, make them run

Make them run, make them run

Universal Jobmatch Fight the class war

Social Housing Fight the class war

Public Sector Pay Caps Fight the class war

Anti-Union Laws Fight the class war

Fox Hunting Fight the class war

Disability Discrimination Fight the class war

Millions falling through the cracks

Billionaires and Bedroom tax

MP Pay Rise Fight the class war

Fire Service Pensions Fight the class war

Right to Protest Fight the class war

Start the Fight Back Fight the class war

Stand Your Ground Fight the class war

Solidarity! Fight the class war

White Supremacy Fight the class war

Police Brutality

Fight the class war

Fuck the Kyriarchy Fight the class war
Track Name: Breaking Adam's Rib
They tell me I was born from you They tell me but it can’t be true They say I’m made in your image A mere reflection of your perfection yeah

I won’t believe it
I won’t believe it no

They say my body came from your flesh A woman’s name is never hers If I’m your rib then I hope it hurts It belongs to me now and I won’t return

I won’t believe it
I won’t believe it no

I didn’t come from you
I don’t come for you