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The Terror
02:16
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"The Terror"
It’s the tear gas that rained down on Lafayette
It’s the other side of freedom they want to forget
It’s the difference between vandalism and violence
It’s motherfuck your rebel flag, motherfuck your blue line
It’s the next generation being even bolder
It’s Ahed Tamimi bitch slapping a soldier
It’s an open air prison they try to obscure
It’s bombs droppin not stopping the Gaza Parkour
It’s a jackbooted corpse
It’s the worms bated breath
It’s Lyudmila’s crosshairs, our lady of death
It’s tents to make money but never to sleep
It’s the Green revolution
It’s Occupy Wall Street
It’s the hell on Earth that fills a boat with refugees
It’s knowing the enemy arrives by a limousine
It’s what was seen by Namir Noor-Eldeen
It’s what was said by Farea Al-Muslimi
It’s those who know don’t tell, and those that tell never knew
It’s a Hong Kong hotel and a Rubik’s cube
It’s a burning field and a broken machine
It’s the warnings unheeded of the Captain Swing
It’s the fear of the night sky that hosts a Night Witch
It’s 10,000 tons at the end of a broomstick
It’s South Central cocaine, now where’s Gary Webb?
It’s suicide by 2 in the back of the head
It’s the unsheltered, unmedicated, un-everything else
It’s the fear of death predicated on not being in hell
It’s the confident smile turned thousand-yard stare
When it’s our turn we make no excuse for the terror
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We Are The Frontline
03:12
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"We Are The Front Line"
The propaganda gets worse every day
I close my eyes, it never goes away
All alone in the same room
All we know is how to consume
Now wisdom is doing what you're told
Beauty is what can be posted and sold
There’s people on the streets at insane rates
While billionaires ride dicks in outer space
And they ain't talking class in class
So Dr. Fuckface get your head out your ass
And you can vote, but not against the banks
The killer cops ride around in tanks
Paying off school til the end of your life
And that day comes when your coverage is denied
We are the front line - Like it or not
We are the front line - We're all that we've got
We are the front line -No turning back
We are the front line - And we're all under attack
It rips the flesh
It breaks the bone
Knees on the neck
Flags on the tombstone
A choking death
Futures foreclosed
And we got no virgin birth to show
Still the sight of unseen scars
Still the sound of unheard cries
Still suffering in the dark
Still knowing it’s all fucking lies
Before the war to end all wars
We weren't stackin bodies on foreign shores
Bernays ways of brainwashing scores
Well qui tacet consentire videtur
And Creel didn't end there, it evolved
The New York Times, Fox, Hollywood all
Became heads of the hydra that serve corporate power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Now there's no one to talk about climate change
There's no one to question the wars they wage
It's all class war
And we're losing
Do what you can
Make it more than music
We are the front line - Like it or not
We are the front line - We're all that we've got
We are the front line -No turning back
We are the front line - And we're all under attack
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"Freeland Whippet (In Memory of James Burns)"
Loud and proud, the big mans here
And you better show him love or you're gonna show him fear
See, Jimmy was a sinner more than a saint
If you don't know, I'm not gonna say
Freeland Whippet hat on a mountain of a dude
Wherever he went he was the smartest in the room
The way that Jimmy saw it, laws were made for the breaking
And this whole damn world was his for the taking
But something happened
He had it, until he didn't
Words unfinished, life diminished
Tubes in the spine
The worst way to find lifes a fire and we're all
Burning
I'd give it all to never get that call
You had it all and now it's all gone
Your family and our whole crew would do anything for you
You had it all and you threw it all away, why?
See what they don't tell you growing up is that the most gifted throwing everything away isn't rare, it's not uncommon. It's the most common bullshit you will ever see. And you will see it, over and over, again and again until it loses it’s meaning and you realize it's just tears in the ocean, and we're all drowning
Fuck the police, smoke em with the 6
44 loaded like the subs with the chips
Knocking Joel out cold
Through the window
And the wall
Smokin I in the Monte
Rockin the Renault
Magic cards, pick up football and fights
Those never ending legendary nights
So cheers, fuck face!
We'll see you soon
And we're all real sorry 'bout the priest at your funeral
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Say Goodnight
03:40
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"Say Goodnight"
I'm in the spirit of John C Woods, laughing at fascists suffocating in black hoods
Backwoods backwards, end of the rope
Floorboards to the face that they found in the gallows
I'll send your Richard Spencer crying to his mom
Fucked around and found DC run like Hayes Pond
Ice cold, ex-lax the shitlist
Turn yellow Fred Perry red
Never leaving a witness
So what are you proud of?
Being born?
Waiving a traitor flag?
Losing a war?
So what are you scared of?
Why are you here?
Because I've been hearing a lot of talk
All I see is fear
Out here with your high cholesterol, wal-mart tactical
A gun that you're not gonna use
Me and my girl yelling at your 40 deep
Never heard a damn peep
None of us are scared of you
Say goodnight
I'm in the spirit of John C. Woods laughing at fascists suffocating in black hoods
I'm in the mind of big man Szilard, ghost wrote the note that pulled your card
See, you're Harrison Ford but I'm Indiana Jones and these boots were made for stomping nazi bones
I'm in the form of an M4 too late for peace I'm made for war
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Animal
03:48
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"Animal"
Modern genocide
Courage commodified
War crimes justified
Star-spangled hospital bombing
Sell your soul for black gold
Please the line
Military contract
Kids dead on contact
In the mirror what looks back?
As you climb that bloodstained corporate ladder
Sell your soul for black gold
Please the line
You sold your soul
There’s a reason to kill
There’s a reason to die
There’s an animal in a cage, do you know what side?
There’s a reason to bomb
There’s a reason to lie
There’s an animal in a cage, do you know what side?
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Fight Song
02:48
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"Fight Song"
When Damian was 12 years old
Playing football was his whole world
Every day
A little brick wall
Got something to say
He said it playing ball
Putting giants on their back
One day a sore loser kicked him in the sack
D grabbed his balls and started to shout
That’s all the ref heard and he kicked Damey out
The kid laughed
Damian burned
Next season he returned
They brought him three stretchers, Damian filled em
Coach Henry said “Damey block em don’t kill em!”
All that you can do is rise above
Because the world’s been fair to you
Sometimes that bullshit’s not enough
Grandpa Jack was king of the ring
He was a sailor who beat up marines
Whoever wherever, didn’t give a fuck
Built like a church mouse hit like a truck
One day he couldn’t understand
Why every punch felt like getting stabbed
Through bloodshot eyes Pop looked up
And saw the other guy had a nail in his glove
Men accustomed to uneven scales
Tend to be harder than nails
He didn’t tell the ref, he didn’t call it off
Pop beat him so bad that his ear came off
The games never gonna be fair, don’t expect anyone to care
But you put a fire in a quiet one and motherfucker you better beware
They’ll degrade you, humiliate you, anything to intimidate you
Berate you, take from you, anything they can to break you
Stand up
And fight
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Piece of Iron
03:43
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"Piece of Iron"
And I’ll be emotionless as the cattle to the slaughter
And I’ll be as strong as the bough before it breaks
And I’ll only express anger like my father, and his father
And I’ll ignore the toll that all this takes
And I will learn the value of suffering in silence
And I will be a man, and a man never cries
And I won’t question the beauty of violence
I’ll be the mineshaft canary before it dies
And as I burned inside the fire, I found out I’m not a piece of iron
Don’t tell me how the fuck to deal with abuse because the ones who talk shit are the ones who never knew
I’ve seen the baddest easily bested, I’ve seen the tough guys who have never been tested
You don’t need anything you don’t need anyone and the trauma gets passed onto your daughters and your sons
So much to say about what everybody’s been through, we looked around nobody saw you
Where were you?
Where the fuck were you?
We all burn inside the fire
No one heres a piece of iron
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Heart of Darkness
02:38
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"Heart of Darkness"
Heart of darkness
The moral terror
The dream, the nightmare, the horror
We all wear a different mask
We all have our own reasons
The closer it is to the skin
The more intense the darkness beneath it
The nightshade prefers the darkness
Or is it the absence of light?
Do we want peace and harmony
Or just no one putting up a fight?
And if it’s all a dream and nothing matters
Would you really want to know?
Because we live exactly how we dream
Alone
We beat on the beaten the broken and weaken by virtue of being born
We deal the defeated, dying, diseased death or deference unadorned
It’s the words that cheat us
It’s the judgement that defeats us
And we’re all fucking guilty
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