Rip Your Face Off

by Underclass UK

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Always Darkest Before The Dawn
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7f_TRxRHfA0

Give It Back
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7e_TsO3tYOA

'The Making of...' A short film.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=doKwjct46hU


Underclass UK was born out of the cultural toilet that was Dagenham in the early eighties. Stuck at the arse-end of the District Line, miles from the city and any decent venue, drowning in its small-town mindset, the only way out for those who didn't fit was drink and drugs, loud music and the last train out of Dagenham East.

Stu and Andy missed the train....

The two inevitably banded together through music, and having grown weary of blasting tunes out from cassette recorders from street corners and being told to fuck off they started making their own racket in true DIY style with guitar and bass as weapons of choice.

Despite the immediate creative sparks, the partnership was snuffed out as outside forces prevailed - Pricey got carted off for a brief stay at her Majesty's pleasure, and Stu went off and got married. And that was that - Andy sold all his guitars and amps to fund nefarious deeds, disappearing into a narcotic wasteland, while Stu struggled on to keep his life on an even keel.

But time passed, the dust settled, and as Stu managed to establish some order in his life, he turned again to the remains of those early sessions. He scrubbed up the survivng songs, wrote a bunch more, and now being well placed to knock them out in respectable form, put out what was to be the first official Underclass UK album - Gratuitous.

And from there it grew.

Then crashed.

Stalled.

Then grew again, in the inimitable rollercoaster Underclass UK pattern.

Stu assembled a band of sorts, to play more songs and get it out live. And, in true-punk style, they were all over the place - members came and went, sometimes on the night - and no-one knew what state anyone was going to be in if they did make it to the stage.

Despite this chaos the band put out another studio album, and a live one, when, suddenly, some twenty five years later... Andy reappearred on the scene. Ta dah!

Having found Stu and the band via the internet (invented in the intervening years!) Andy turned up on Stu's doorstep, still guitarless but back from the wasteland and standing up straight, and duly rejoined the band there and then.

He bought a guitar the next day.

Then the drummer left.

Undeterred by this minor detail the band worked as a three piece of Stu, Andy, and Clem Pavey on bass to put out "Not In My Name".

And then, Pumpy joined.

A big Day. A punk veteran, having played drums with everyone you've ever met, from the Subs to possibly Elvis himself and Glen Miller, Pumpy brought some solidity, professionalism, and essential Denis the Menance regalia to the outfit. And some proper heavy beats.

And, as the bass positon went vacant (again), he brought in Steve Zuki from Demob to cover the duties and save the day.

Two professional players now in the ranks, the band firmed up, got proper solid and could handle any gigs thrown at them and started turning into a proper outfit.

All good there then.

Except...Steve was schlepping in from bloody Wales twice a month to rehearse, and gigging with Underclass UK as well as Demob, but his professionalism led the rest to forget that they'd only actually borrowed him, so when commitments started taking their toll and Steve had to bow out, the band were at a loss, for they'd now turned into something to reckon with, and didnt want to look back.

But, lo and behold, and mind yerselves, who should come crashing into the rehearsal room, but Charlie himself, threatening to "show all you white boys how to play rock and roll."

Which he did, nailing all the bass lines on the first day, and bringing his own lethal style to the table, instantly becoming an indespensable part of the equation.Top man. Lives for the bass. Result.

Now with eveyone living within the M25, reheasals hotted up and gigs were smashed out and new songs were written with an increasing tightness, professionalism and honed down sound, culminating with the band steaming into the great Pat Collier's Perry Vale Studio in the summer of 2016 to lay down the tracks for the album Rip Your Face Off.

Rip Your Face Off is available from all Digital Distribution outlets and streaming vendors from 5th November 2016.

For older CD's please visit www.punklives.co.uk

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released April 11, 2016

Recorded at Perry Vale Studios - August 2016
Produced and Engineered by Pat Collier.
All songs Copyright control 2016.

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"(Underclass UK) have a lot to say and a pretty ferocious, uncompromising way of saying it. Far from being an average Oi!/Streetpunk band they are far more sussed and articulate than you’d perhaps imagine from their chosen name." Geb Babey, Louder Than War! 12.3.17 ... more

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Track Name: Always Darkest Before The Dawn
Always darkest before the dawn....


Face your fears
On with the show
Double standards, here we go...

Face your fears, face the unknown
Face your demons, Face your foes
Face it high or face it low
Face it fast or face it slow

I could never see without you
Nows the dark before my dawn

All through the night, I long for day
Ask not from me, don't know the way
I see no right, only a way
To get me through another day

Always darkest before the dawn...

There comes a time in everyone's life
when the nightmares come when you wake
Time to rip off the mask
And confront the ugly truth that lies behind
Track Name: Checking Out
Checking Out


In my cell, reflect my sins
Eat last supper, truth kicks in
Rattle of chains, sounds of keys
Long Green Mile, all eyes on me

I'm checking out for the last time
I paying now for a good time
Didn't know where to stop
And I crossed the line
Now I'm checking out for the last time

Shaved my head, strapped my arms
TV cameras all around
long sleep dawns as day light breaks
One less killer for you to hate

Is a life for a life the way to teach
that killing is wrong and respect is key
To a strong and safe society
where justice ain't cold ruthlessness?

Needles out, lights shine strong
No remorse for what I done
Pavulon stuns, my breaths run short
I die with my secret - I'm innocent
Track Name: One Size Fits All
One Size Fits All


Take the kids and scramble their brains
with false Gods and Prophets of Hate
Another low for humanity
a New Breed of Insanity
Control the planet, dictate the faith
assimilate to a one world state
Driven by a 1%
Genocide and massacres

A clandestine war of Greed
Nobody wins, just profit made

No side wins religious wars
man written scripts feed dogs of war
A moral supremacy
makes neighbours enemies
Cocaine filled body bags
drive the hub of World Finance
Gold, Oil, Drugs, scare stories
to control the ignorant
Track Name: Rats
RATS


I've looked out from the 7th floor
and I don't like what I see
Ten square miles of steel and concrete
wrapped all around me
And the lights are bright but the streets are mean
and the air ain't fit to breathe
There aint no time out from this grind....
I'm gonna leave.

And this ship is sinking. And all the rats are leaving
There's nothing i believe in. All my gods are dead or sold out

You can take my flat and my big TV
I won't need them when I'm gone
You can take my street and take my job
I've done them for too long
And though I love you darlin'
I'll love you all my days
My time is done, I can't do no more
will you come or stay?

They say a change is for the better
as good as a rest
And you can carve out your own piece
if you live life in the West
But there's no room for me out here
nowhere to make my stand
Cos now I gotta run from a man with a gun who says
"Son, get of off my land!"
Track Name: Hows Your Father?
Hows Your Father?


Oi Son how's your father?
When's he coming home?
don't you hold your breath mate
he's walked out and left us on our own

Tell us where he is son
where's he laid his hat?
he's gone two towns over
and I don't think he's ever coming back

How about your mother?
Can't she talk him round?
He's gone and found another
one for every night and every town

How you bearing up son?
How you getting on?
It's all too little and all too late
So keep your welfare state and just walk on

I smash it up every daytime
And don't sleep well at night
But don't you mention him to me
'cos I taught myself how to stand and fight
Yes, I taught myself how to stand and fight
Track Name: Under The Sun
Under The Sun


I got up in the darkness. I worked under the sun
I broke my fingers, Just to get it done
I bled my life out, in the pissing down rain
I got up in the morning, just to do it again

And when it's all over
And you've served your time and you've paid your dues
They'll come knocking
If you think they're done, then I've got news...

I spat my teeth out, in the fading light
I prayed to something, that I got it right
I counted my pieces, when day was done
I asked for a breather, I got none

Don't it make you think, how hard you tried
You were always gonna be on the wrong side
Don't it make you think how hard you tried
You were born to swim against a shit-scum tide

Don't bleed out, to make a fat man rich
Don't stand up, to be another man's bitch
Don't sign up, to break your back
Tell 'em where to go, and don't look back
Track Name: Rip Your Face Off
Rip Your Face Off


They know you're watching
Cos they know your face
They've got your number
And know your game
Watch as they get
Behind your scene...
To rip your face off..
Expose your dreams

Clockwork Tory darkness, drives a World of pain and doom,
Wasn't meant to be this way for you
Your TV told you what to think, what to say and do
Sold a dream, then they switched place with you

How do you like it...
Now your fears came true?
And what you preached
Has happened to you?
How do you like it..
Now the table's turned?
Existence. Worthless.
A Grave New World

Now we're watching...
And we know you're face.
We've got your number...
And we know your place.
Watch as we go...
Behind the scenes..
And rip your face off
And end your dreams..
Track Name: Lost in Your Dream
Lost in your Dream


I'm still awake in the early hours
You know there's lots and lots to say
but just no words to explain
Can't stand around and watch the rot
It's for the best when I say
I draw the line - this stops

Sweet memories
Are not what they seem
Is nothing true?

I'm lost in your dream
Don't Criticize me
It's you

Can see the end, my time is through
Nothing feels right
but I can't bear to lose you
It's time to stop, do right by me
You know I'm dying in madness
And misery

I'm shaking now, count down from 10
To say I did the right thing,
til then I just can't rest
To see you now, would tear me down,
The end of an era, the end of now.
Track Name: Give It Back
Give It Back


The Law locks up the man or woman
Who steals the goose from off the common
But leaves the greater villain loose
Who steal the common from off the goose.

The Law demands that we atone,
When we take things we do not own,
But leaves the Lords and Ladies fine,
to take things that are yours and mine.

The poor and wretched don't escape,
If they conspire the law to break,
But still the Geese a common lack,
Until they go and take it back.
Track Name: Groomed
Groomed


You were born into this world, without a care
Only needed loving, a feeling that all Humans should share
A Mother's love, a Father's bond
Should come so natural, but that's just not the case for everyone
A predator's noticed, takes a like to you
His evil mind torments, with what he wants to put you through

Watch from a distance, as you grow.
And your need for love and care begins to show
At first befriend you, Instils trust
Then the gifts and cash turn dark and torturous

The gentle touches, that he starts to pay
Makes you feel so special, you're so ashamed to say
His sickening demands, then begin to grow
Its becoming your secret, a stick with which to beat you
As things become, far more intense
Such force and power; the hurt and pain gets so immense

You think that no one believes you
And he knows that, all too well
Wrapped up in a deadly cycle
Physical and emotional hell

Your isolated, with emotions off
Withdrawn, and jaded, carrying to much guilt for anyone
Yet you still return, to let him torture you, you're taught you're shit
And told there's nothing you can do
Cos it must be your fault, what he done to you?
That you did something, you must have encouraged him too?

That's what you've been led to believe
No protection - on your own
Helpless in a fucked up doom
By an evil predator, you were groomed
Track Name: How Many Times?
How Many Times


How many times, have you said yes?
It's time you got running
get up and get dressed
How many times, have you said no?
You can't do another,
get up and let's go

How many times, have you let me wait?
saying I can walk away free
just to hit me harder at a later date
I can see you coming for me
coming on the count of three
and with just one bound
he was free

How many times, have we been here before
we're climbing out the windows
they're kicking down the door
How many times
have you given your word
I can walk away for nothing
no costs incurred

How many times, have I said no
you can't do another
get up and let's go
How many times, have I said yes
it's time we got running
get up and get dressed
Track Name: Infected
InFected


The little worm infected me
Spread by poverty and greed
Envy, fear, hatred, bad attitude
Suffocates your mind and infests you

Minds/Infected

Ask the wrong questions to mislead
Keeps doped society on a lead
Take the answers, fed by hand
Control debate and control minds

12 plus 12 makes number 24
So does 3 times 8 or 6 time 4
There's many ways in which to skin a cat
But your way is the best, you're sure of that
Track Name: Don't Call Me (I'll Call You)
Don't Call Me (I'll Call You)


Call me reprobate and loser
Call me ignorant and fake
Call me worthless, scum and useless
Call me undeserved and take my place

When the worm turns
When the bridge burns
When the line hangs dead in silence
When life just don't like you
Don't look this way

Wouldn't piss on me if I was on fire
Wouldn't cross the street to shake my hand
Always said that I was in denial
Now you're looking round for me to help

Don't call me, don't call me
Don't call me, I don't need this
Don't call me, I don't know your name