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1. |
Air Strike
03:18
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Through the air we fly
Our soldiers ever safe
Without a ground invasion
Easy to bring relief
Air strike
Where a regime once sat
Potentially with gas
Bring on our barrage
And knock them into the dust
Air strike
Where dozens were once killed
Let’s level the whole city block
We’ll say our hearts are filled
But we act with our cocked up rifle stocks
Modernized to shoot from up high, lighting up the
Sky with our guns so big, so fast, so bright and flashy
Make this party so big and loud kids hear it in N-Y-C
Air strike
They’ve got bad gas
Couldn’t point out where that little place is but its crime was
Having toxic gas fill the air already saturated with the smoke of civil war so brutal
Many countries backing the rise and fall of transient state
Throw around citizens like pawns in a board game
Air strike
They’ve got bad gas
Air strike
They’ve got bad gas
Fill government with friends who fill their pockets
Drain the swamp so we can pour in new sewage
Build an empire on false promises, prophetic in nuisance
Giving us a new sense of accomplishment
Where we take actions we don’t need
Air strike
They’ve got bad gas
Air strike
They’ve got bad gas
Air strike
They’ve got bad gas
Air strike
They’ve got bad gas
Most of our prominent voices who could speak out silenced by greed
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2. |
Smoke And Mirrors
03:28
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This is a smoke and mirrors game
This is a smoke and mirrors game
A career based on wealth from daddy
Never golfs without a caddy
Don’t need to own any shorts
No belief in real sports
This is a smoke and mirrors game
This is a smoke and mirrors game
Physical activity rejected for stale standing
Never cleared his mind in a job ever so demanding
Don’t you know that blood flow comes from being active?
Your harsh stance on everything makes you so unattractive
This is a smoke and mirrors game
This is a smoke and mirrors game
This is a smoke and mirrors game
This is a smoke and mirrors game
I can’t believe how he’s come so far
Friends in high places excuse
His awkward actions for genius
Yet this unfit leader may doom us
This is a smoke and mirrors game
This is a smoke and mirrors game
This is a smoke and mirrors game
This is a smoke and mirrors game
Give all his wealth to his friends
Make no effort to reach out and make amends
For all the lives that he has ruined
Why don’t we hold him accountable
Some will say give him a chance
Experienced bodies abandoned in scores
We need to fix all the holes
He’s making in society
Band together not apart
Solidarity is only the start
We must take this into our hands
Show our leaders our demands
This is a smoke and mirrors game
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3. |
SST
02:48
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Blankets of smallpox
Warm hearts of the wicked
This is state-sponsored terror
Alcohol fueling
The fire of hatred
This is state-sponsored terror
Influx of cocaine
Fueled by trade imbalance
This is state-sponsored terror
Rounding up of Jews
In concentration camps
This is state-sponsored terror
Arrests of Japanese-Americans
Into internment camps
This is state-sponsored terror
Bombing of MOVE members
By police in Philly
This is state-sponsored terror
Who strikes fear, and who causes terror
Who’s to call another wrong?
Who strikes fear, and who causes terror
Who’s to call another wrong?
Who strikes fear, and who causes terror
Who’s to call another wrong?
I could easily add to these lists
More and more number terrorists
I could easily add to these lists
More and more number terrorists
I could easily add to these lists
More and more number terrorists
Let’s unpack this term
Which labels people based on outside opinions
How can we know what anyone’s intentions truly are?
Who are we to label killers “terrorists” based on motive?
Who cares about motive when lives are torn apart or destroyed?
When will we start holding our country accountable for the uncountable atrocities it has committed?
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Schoolyard Bully
02:30
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Just a young boy in the schoolyard
Looks just like those from back home
But he stands out at this big school
Only 12 years old, still learning to be himself
Trying to find his identity
He had a plan if only he could go through with it
Out at recess he broke down
Problems at home made him fall
And just then came three old men
Faces unfamiliar to him
“We heard you hurt your young siblings,”
They say, condescending smirks
They roll up their sleeves
And the blood begins to spill
It’s true that this boy is violent
Still not sure how to behave
Taking out on his siblings
What he can’t process himself
His family a mess, only
Recently escaped the rule of
An old tyrant who just hit him
These men beat down the tired boy
Whose flaws and faults were great
Yet only more harm did they create
Treat his life as if it’s a toy
And all around the yard were adults
Turning blind eyes to this beating
Only one said, “from across the street I saw
An injustice most egregious”
France only left in 1945
Now they’re back to remind of their dominance
Flying through the air and dropping lots of bombs
Join up with their English and American comrades
Violence begets violence
Violence begets violence
Violence begets violence
Bombs only bring death
Bombs only bring death
Bombs only bring death
Shame on those who condone killing
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5. |
Recruitment / Class War
03:33
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Find it funny that armed forces
Try to recruit kids with pop-up centers
Made to appeal to them, lured
In with façades of glamor
This is what we call recruitment
Make a center in the city
Where the youth are disadvantaged
And foresee no better future
No job options near your home
Public transit non-existent
Trapped by housing much inflated
Smaller flats with higher rates
This is what we call recruitment
Make a center in the city
Where the youth are disadvantaged
And foresee no better future
Get some strapping young lad
To don his garb and regalia
Pins and medals shining brightly
In dark places he looks mighty
This is what we call recruitment
Make a center in the city
Where the youth are disadvantaged
And foresee no better future
I would like to know
What would happen if
At all these centers grabbing lives
We had a better option
This is what we call recruitment
Make a center in the city
Where the youth are disadvantaged
And foresee no better future
Some young people who have
Experience in the workplace
Education and knowledge
Of how to apply for jobs
This is what we call recruitment
Make a center in the city
Where the youth are disadvantaged
And foresee no better future
Give these impressionable youth
A contrary view of their future
Rather than cutting hair
And losing individuality
This is what we call recruitment
Make a center in the city
Where the youth are disadvantaged
And foresee no better future
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Don the military garb
Regulation looks
This is how some spend their time
Rather than reading books
Since our country won its war
Against England overseas
All the rich and wealthy classes
Haven’t been the ones to bleed
Discipline is through the roof
Artificial conformity
Don’t question your superiors
Sounds pretty democratic
Since our country won its war
Against England overseas
All the rich and wealthy classes
Haven’t been the ones to bleed
Follow orders blindly now
No idea why you’re there
Hoping you might make it home
Can’t imagine when or how
Since our country won its war
Against England overseas
All the rich and wealthy classes
Haven’t been the ones to bleed
Take a “tour,” more like crusade
Blasting, ripping, ruining lives
F*** civilians in their homes
This is where the Humvee drives
Since our country won its war
Against England overseas
All the rich and wealthy classes
Haven’t been the ones to bleed
Lure the artists with your pension
Get them to play in your band
Publicly they might look nice
Media plays into your hand
Since our country won its war
Against England overseas
All the rich and wealthy classes
Haven’t been the ones to bleed
Maybe bands come from the army
But now they’ve grown so much more
Mixed in lovely ways all around
Your old marches are a bore
Since our country won its war
Against England overseas
All the rich and wealthy classes
Haven’t been the ones to bleed
If I want to be inspired
I don’t need your drums of hatred
In tradition you’ve been mired
To your call I won’t be baited
Since our country won its war
Against England overseas
All the rich and wealthy classes
Haven’t been the ones to bleed
Since our country won its war
Against England overseas
All the rich and wealthy classes
Haven’t been the ones to bleed
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6. |
Life On The Front Lines
03:48
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I understand that life is hard
When you put your self on the line
But it’s also your prerogative
To know the reasons why
Don’t give me that “I don’t know,”
When I ask, “for what do you go?”
Guns a’blazing, firing hot
There’s a foreigner, take a shot
Our own cities filled with the hungry,
Kids whose schools are filled with ghosts
Of the people slaughtered for land
Settlers parasites, not hosts
Can’t convince me that your life
On these so-called front lines
Is innocent of accountability
When you’re killing with abandon
I respect when people love
A cause so much that they would die
But when you say that you would kill
Just for a manipulative symbol
That just doesn’t resonate
It almost makes me feel hate
Until I remember you’re being used
When I see the stickers
On the car’s back bumper
“Support our troops,” I always think,
Yes, so end these wars
People who fight in the armed forces
Aren’t as bad as their leaders
But to consciously take lives
Can’t be discounted, either
Can’t convince me that your life
On these so-called front lines
Is innocent of accountability
When you’re killing with abandon
Can’t convince me that your life
On these so-called front lines
Is innocent of accountability
When you’re killing with abandon
Tons of kids going hungry
Only miles from where we thrive
Yet we waste our valuable food
Precious lives are on the line
Hatred fills the air around
Fueled by a leader
Whose big sell is that he’s “real,”
Although he is from TV
What if you were beaten
Up or down because
You love someone like you
In your own home town
What if you were teased
Because of your skin
Color not so bright
As the models shown
What if you’re harassed
When you leave your home
Simply due to looks
Men won’t leave you alone
What if you’re not safe
Sharing your true self
Because parents can’t cope
With who you know you are
These are the front lines
Take money from the guns
These are the front lines
Take money from the guns
These are the front lines
Take money from the guns
These are the front lines
These are the front lines
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7. |
Life, Living It
04:36
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Passive eyes, not looking up
Watching ground, detached at best
Parents bought them everything
But left out what matters most
Everyone deserves a living
One with comfort, home, food, healthcare
But to augment this with excess often substitutes
Things that only human caring gives
This is life
Are you living it?
Can you say you feel?
This is life
Are you living it?
Is your experience real?
Images flash before our eyes
Hundreds by the minute
World consumed by white noise
What is our place in it?
Consumers marketed to by ads
Whose influence is more than our dads
Spending hours with plastic screens
Less so time with our family
This is life
Are you living it?
Can you say you feel?
This is life
Are you living it?
Is your experience real?
It would be a joy to live in quiet solitude
A place in which it’s okay to be silent
But in our culture it’s not right to take a pause
Only if it seems that we are working
Shun the TV, turn it off
I don’t need more time with talking heads
Opinion mistaken for fact in the medium
Shouldn’t have to say they don’t make sense
Context exempt, self-possessing
Content not even thematic
Let’s use shock to raise our ratings
And then fake our caring
Images, not words inflated
Knowledge shoved below the fluff
Clearly I need one more segment
Never had enough
This is life
Are you living it?
Can you say you feel?
This is life
Are you living it?
Is your experience real?
This is life
Are you living it?
Can you say you feel?
This is life
Are you living it?
Is your experience real?
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8. |
Girlcott
02:10
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Your precious products are gorgeous
Web design flawless
Prices so low I could gasp
You say that you support
People in need far away
With human dignity
What about those working for you?
I’d like to know why you work in a cramped space
People shoved on one another’s toes
Maybe a bright, young upstart with new ideas
Could have improved all your woes
Ideals not wrong
Your hearts in good places
But still you make a divide
Between the help you get
And what you ignore
Treatment not near even equal
Although your work clearly helps those in need
Your inner workings could be seen as tepid
When you cast out those that you just brought in
It’s hard not to wonder what happened
Keep up the good work
But maybe you should
Look where your donors’ hearts lie
Are they with you for just right now
Is what you offer a human right
Or just for those from your land?
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9. |
How Many More?
02:52
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Divide and conquer
Play the game well
From up so high
Give those below hell
Easy to pass judgment
When you come from wealth
Why aren’t your peers
Performing?
Don’t you forget that the
Privilege you wrought
Isn’t something for
Which you fought
Make us squabble
Separated by choice
We can’t notice
We’re now split up
So this latest injustice
Doesn’t come bang on your door
But when your neighbors
In all of their living color
Have been beaten down
Despite all their efforts
You’ll find no one left
When you’re next
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