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Bricks Not Ballots
01:52
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Has the red, white, and blue got you by the throat?
Are you gasping for air? They’re demanding your vote
Is the pig pen loose with punitive power?
While the witches watch from their ivory tower?
Bricks not ballots
Has the lump in your throat got you fearful and callous?
Bricks not ballots
They’ve stolen your voice, power unchallenged!
Democracy applies to those that scheme
They promise to restore your American dream
Force-fed the illusion of freedom of choice
We’re separate not equal don’t you wish you had a voice?
Bricks not ballots
Has the lump in your throat got you fearful and callous?
Bricks not ballots
They’ve stolen your voice, power unchallenged!
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2. |
I Hate
01:23
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I’m sick of all this fucking greed
I’m sick of living in constant need
I’m sick of my paychecks going down the drain
I want to blow out my fucking brains
I hate
All of the banks
Stealing my money, here’s your big fucking thanks
I’m sick of all the injustice
I’m sick of all this prejudice
I’m sick of these pigs out on the street
Always there to profile me
I hate
All of the cops
I can’t even walk, without being stopped
I’m sick of never hearing the truth
I’m sick of the ever tightening noose
I’m sick of this shit and all the abuse
But most of all I’m sick of you
I HATE
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3. |
Police State USA
01:41
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Police state USA Hey!
Black baggers on the streets,
Unmarked vans are trailing me,
I don't know where to go,
No place is safe anymore,
Down every street and alleyway,
Theres nothing but barricades,
Police lines say stay away,
Claim they're here to keep us safe,
Liars!
Police state USA Hey!
Black blockers on the street,
Waving flags of anarchy,
From anarchist to average joe,
All in riot civil uproar,
Polices arrive in swat gear,
Steel batons and riot shields,
Instigating causing fear,
Molotovs are in the air,
Fires!
Police state USA Hey!
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4. |
Glue Not Disturb
01:47
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All of these fucking punks,
Always fucking drunk,
Always fucking stuck,
Always fucking gluing up!
I wanna huff some glue at home,
so leave me the fuck alone,
But everything I say bounces off you,
Like you're made of rubber and I'm on glue!
Huffing glue and drinking beers,
Resolutions for new years,
I think it's time to quit,
What a fucking crock of shit!
I wanna huff some glue at home,
so leave me the fuck alone,
But everything I say bounces off you,
Like you're made of rubber and I'm on glue!
GLUE NOT DISTURB
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5. |
Mad Max
00:59
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Grinding through the wastelands far,
A jet black V8 interceptor,
A tattered leather jacket a shattered past,
A man just fighting for a tank of gas,
Once sane now driving mad,
Once a husband and loving dad,
A leather clad cop with a bronze badge,
But he lost it all in a burning rubber flash,
He's mad mad!
Mad Max!
Ever since he lost his son and wife,
Its been a constant fight for life,
Just trying to survive,
On the harsh roads he drive,
A wasteland warrior riding hard,
A dog his gun his war torn car,
You're sure to die if you meet him on the road,
Ask the Toecutter the Toecutter knows
He's mad mad!
Mad Max!
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6. |
Kill Your T.V.
01:40
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They tell you what they want to,
You know they're fucking lying to you,
So open up your fucking eyes,
And try to see through their lies,
You just gotta, you just gotta
Kill your T.V.
Kill it!
It's just a bunch of brainwash,
From all those corporate slobs,
They say life's a rat race,
Well I'm no fucking athlete,
You just gotta, you just gotta
Kill your T.V.
Kill it!
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7. |
P.I.T.S.W.I.T.
03:29
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Punk's the anger in my stare
Punk's the glue in my hair
Punk's the life that I live
I'll be punk until I'm dead
Punk's the music that we love
In the pit we push and shove
Moshin' slammin' so much fun
Release the anger then you're done!
So Up the punx
We're still alive
We'll never change
Oi Oi Oi!
Punk's the music that we hear
In the gutter drinking beer
Steel toe'd boots spikey hair
We will never go no where
Punks the attitude that I have
It's got me wild it's how I act
Crusty clothes for effect
Passed out on the railroad tracks
So up the punx
We're still alive
We'll never change
Oi Oi Oi!
Punk is you and punk is me
We're screaming about anarchy
And burning prisons to the ground
We don't want them around
Punk is this so deal with it
If you don't like it we don't give a shit
We're not gonna throw a fit
Probably write a song about it!
So up the punx
We're still alive
We'll never change
Oi Oi Oi!
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8. |
Invasive Species
02:03
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A society of parasites feeding on the dead
devouring all they see to no foreseen end
nothing can stop them save their of volition
until they destroy the ecosystem
from ocean to lake and everything in between
theres nothing stopping this invasive species
Invasive species
consume and destroy is all that they know
once everythings dead their humanity will show
until we stand up and make it our mission
nothing can save the ecosystem
from ocean to lake and everything in between
theres nothing stopping our invasive species
Invasive species
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9. |
No More
01:38
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I don't want to live in this world any more,
It's racist sexist starving and poor,
The few at the top steal more and more,
While the working class gets more war-torn,
No More
The sick and the weak have no recourse,
While the powers that be have no remorse,
Oppressive law is violently enforced,
With hopes to destroy all we stand for,
No More
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10. |
Profit War
01:38
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They smile in your face as they promise to defend you,
They're selling off their bombs and manufactured world view,
Your money funds their lies their words blind your eyes,
As fire fills the skies, their money feeds you lies,
Is this what we stand for?,
Is this what we fight for?,
Is this what we stand for?,
Profit War?
You can't deny the truth that betrays your lying eyes,
For every dollar spent another child dies,
The fires that we feed can never have an end,
If we can't uphold the morals we defend,
Is this what we stand for?,
Is this what we fight for?,
Is this what we stand for?,
Profit War?
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11. |
American Zombies
01:07
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Staring through your empty eyes,
All filled up with dollar signs,
Lost in this corporate game,
Got a number not a name,
Raised on a steady stream of lies,
Taught to break and cannibalize,
Nothing running through your veins,
And only one thing on your brain,
Consume consume,
American Zombies!
An empty wallet full of hate,
Ads conform and propagate,
They've trapped us in this living hell,
With the monetary spell,
Doomed us all to this fate,
With credit cards and interest rates,
No longer thinking for yourself,
Your only concern is wealth
Consume consume,
American Zombies!
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12. |
Not For Sale
01:08
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Another day another way,
Another dollar thrown away,
I don't care I don't care,
That's all i every fucking say,
Another day another way,
Another fucking bill to pay,
I don't care I don't care,
Our money's worthless anyway,
Not for sale!
Another year another fear,
Another problem drown in beer,
Pay for this pay for this,
That's all I ever fucking hear,
Another year another fear,
Another check I had to steal,
Pay for this pay for this,
That's all the taxes ever fucking squeal,
Not for sale!
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14. |
NJ Punx
01:43
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NJ punx!
We don't care,
NJ punx!
Everywhere,
NJ punx!
With spikey hair,
Skins, Pins,
Punks, Drunks,
Two-tones, Unknowns,
Misfits, Niblick, Parasitix,
Low-life Anarchists,
No-life Terrorists,
Broken Heroes, Killer Blanks,
Drop-outs, Oi! Scouts!
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15. |
Warmachine
03:39
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They think they can profit by,
Sending people off to die,
Spreading fear far and wide,
Advocating corporate lies,
Seeping into children's eyes,
Brainwashing to join the fight,
They don't have the fucking right,
Don't let them waste your life,
This must be a fucking joke,
They've got the whole world by the throat,
They're casting us as cut-throats,
I won't be a scapegoat,
The time has come to revolt,
Stand up and break the mold,
My life won't be sold,
Become a fucking turncoat
I don't want to fight your war,
I can't take it anymore,
I know what I stand for,
I will not be ignored,
We don't want to fight your war,
We can't take it anymore,
You keep the people poor,
No war but class war
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
PEACE SHOULD BE MORE
THAN THE TIME BETWEEN WARS
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Anticitizen Washington, New Jersey
Hardcore punk from NJ
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C. G. Vyle: Guitar and Vocals
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