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Enraged
02:52
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There's going to be no more boredom I'm going to cut my hair
After the men, women and children falling through the air
The monsters have landed on Maple Street
The lynch mobs marching off to their defeat
If I was young I would sign up for a gun
And as it is I might just go out and buy one
Now I can understand I could just kill a man
After sending in bombs to flatten his land
We never knew a life of faith never toughed it out
Now we're going to find out what's it's all about
Looking everywhere in the water in the air
The next shot is coming but from where?
You hold a gun at my kid's head and what am I to do?
Could I wear a peace sign and to myself be true?
Oh, let the Mount of Olives tear and Wormwood poison from the air Don't mind me don't give me a care
I'm just enraged
"Allah" is crying as He looks down upon it all
The bridges between us will be the first to fall
Should the government have not stuck our nose everywhere?
Yes I think so but it's too late to go elsewhere
Now we're committed blood flowing on our soil
Now we've been dragged back in like Michael Corleone
And I ask the peace movement where did you go?
When Clinton sent bombers into Kosovo
For all the terrorizing I'm not too terrified
I mourn for the loss of innocent lives
I should have mourned before, our bombers filled their skies
When it was none of our business when they were out of our lives
But the lives of the guilty are there to be taken
Striking precisely with an aim unshaken
Let the computers point let the satellites fly
Let technology shield the homeland sky
I'm so enraged
Terror is but a weapon wielded by ideologues
Who have said it's either them or us
Don't want to fight a religion but some want to fight us
The future of freedom is starting to look tough
An enemy could be rid by becoming a friend
The lives that have suffered could be won in the end
For the thirst for freedom will never be slaked
The blood and darkness might give rise to a new day
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Tony Montana
03:21
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Los otros latinos tienen a Ricky y Carlos Santana
Pero nosotros un italiano llamado Cara Cortada
No hay raza ni orgullo no jugamos ese juegito
Tumbamos al mundo en los ochentas con el perico
Lo merecemos por echarnos arriba al del tabacon
Es la mejor idea aunque sea ficcion
Uno compra y uno sabe lo que de verdad es suyo
Tony Montana no me da orgullo
Vivimos en un continente que parece una isla
Apollamos sus ideales a veces pagado con ira
No tengas ilusiones yo no soy rehen
La guerra que existe es mia tambien
Yo solamente soy uno que busca libertad
No me importa de donde pero nadie la quiere dar
Prefieren robar a trabajar para lo que es suyo
Tony Montana no me da orgullo
Tony Montana que jarana tragate la banana
Que tiraron americanos que vinieron de Lantana
Armaremos nuestras balsas en el rio Potomac
Echando discos de Buena Vista Social Club
Hermanos al rescate perdiendo cuarenta anos
A correr, bayameses, al ajeno extrano
Por los hijos mios y los hijos tuyos
Tony Montana no me da orgullo
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New York Hate of Mind
03:07
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We go about our business
Statistics on our side
We wear our flags
Filled with national pride
Babies in their cribs
Envy of the world
Jet plane circling above
It's passed I am sure
Magazines in the mail
And nothing else
Saw a film at the mall
Still doing well
At least two counties away
At least for today
My eye's peeled anyway
keeping muggers away
Everything seems so blind
New York hate of mind
Go to work
Show my card at the gate
Face on the wall
That disappeared on the date
His Spanish was perfect
So they say
Looking for the envelope
With his fake name
I'm an okay dad
I must explain
Not everything's clear
Evil often gets its way
While we ail from the sickness
We try hard to forget
Such a blessed existence
We may realize it yet
Everything seems so blind
New York hate of mind
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Sick to Myself
01:23
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If the plane had crashed
Into the right kind of clinic
Or island government seat
Hello cynic
If the wrong makes it right
If the black makes it white
If the might takes a bite
If the left turns it right
I think I'm sick to myself
Nine one one
Could it be in everyone?
I fear in my lies
What a thing to realize
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Lully, lullah,
Thou little tiny child
Bye bye, lully, lullay
Thou little tiny child
Bye bye, lully, lullay
O sisters too, how may we do
For to preserve this day
This poor youngling for whom we sing
Bye bye, lully, lullay
Herod the king, in his raging
Chargèd he hath this day
His men of might in his own sight
All young children to slay
That woe is me, poor child, for thee
And ever mourn and may
For thy parting neither say nor sing
Bye bye, lully, lullay
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Turn off the sun tomorrow
Currency of sorrows
If you have a way
There to stay
Golden fool kills his pride
Golden rule a tool to ride
Forever by your side
Never on your side
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Submarine
03:08
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Time to go
As soon as I finish up my submarine
And everyone that wants to go can come with me
Crazy old mother crazy old mother crazy old
Time to go time to go
The Coast Guard’s never going to catch me underwater
Gliding easy with the fishes and the lobsters
Crazy old mother crazy old mother crazy old
Time to go on submarine
Never going to take the sub up to the surface
Or else the Griffin’s going to chase us down and sink us
Crazy old mother crazy old mother crazy old
Time to go on submarine
And if the trip turns out to be short and efficient
I’ll go back and rescue more of my fellow citizens
Crazy old mother crazy old mother crazy old
Time to go on submarine
We all leave in a yellow submarine
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Unity is Overrated
00:20
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No arbiter for me but but me
The Bible rules voluntarily
The Lord the only one who can torture me
For my choices made individually
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@nonymous
01:22
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Oh God i pray
Keep anonymous from me today
Keep them away
Watch over all i do and say
Big brother is another
Unconscientious conscience
Philosophy amalgalm
Flash lynch mob justice
Oh God i pray
Keep me anonymous today
Keep me away
What do i do or say
The battlements of power
Await the great solar flare
Signal fires and mirrors
And Morse the only code there
Anonymous drew Mohammed
And used it for a mask
Flat screens rolled like heads
Plasma ebbed from cracks
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I Hate Star Wars
00:34
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A long time ago the end
Secret snows to darkness real
Treasures gone to round block lines
Darkness makes its deal
Once there was a meaning
Once I always pined
Then came everybody
Now it's left behind
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Bring Our Drones Home
02:13
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You ran as the messiah
But you did nothing
You just ate at the table that they set
While you were campaigning
Your symbols and your sycophants
Crown you emperor of spin
I hate to hear you pretend to lead
When you can't tell who to trust in
Bring Our Drones Home
Leave Us Alone
Power to the people
But weakness to the state
That's never going to happen now
The lust for power's grown too great
The table you have set
And soon will leave behind
Will host the next hideous feast
And that was your biggest crime
Railing against the leviathans
When they only live through you
The long arm of the law only cut short
When in servitude to you
Your achievements like your innocent corpses
Collateral all the same
You should have been a caretaker
But you had to play the game
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Wars to end all wars
Do not trump the wars to end all laws
We'll carry our dead (the black and the blue)
Banners held high (popped cops and tools)
The grownups have all left the room
Eternal pissing contest, name your doom
Mindless laws turn men (back to cattle(
Inner Whitman, inner Klansman, (join the battle)
The answer's somewhere
The answer's somewhere
Solve it with shots
Solve it with fear
It will return
Wearing SWAT gear
Who'll be the first (To smile through tears)
Who'll be the first (To refuse fear)
The sword is calling you to come and die
You pull the trigger but what's on your mind?
Keep on shooting (Bet what you hold dear)
You just keep on shooting (I'll just try to heal)
The answer's somewhere
At the foot of the Cross
The answer's somewhere
But it's getting lost
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