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Put You Up
02:43
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Let me remind you who put you up
I hate the silence we're forced into
And all the corners where we need to hide
You should know that the damn cops lied
And that our rulers have the most to lose
For as long as the poor exist, we are one of them
As long as someone's in prison, we can never be free
Let me remind you who put you up
You see your workers as cogs in a machine
I say every businessman is a fascist scrubbed clean
We can argue about this 100 thousand times
The day is coming when you'll pay for your crimes
For as long as the poor exist, we are one of them
As long as someone's in prison, we can never be free
Let me remind you who put you up
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Exile
03:38
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Sometimes I feel so trapped
By the rules of this world
And where is the moon tonight
As we take flight
So far away
The embers falling in the smoke
Or was it our fear
Floating away
So pick me up
Lift me up
Take me to the mountain top
Oh
Time has a grip on us and we can’t feel it
And time can change the faster go
Your slowing down one moment
And speeding up the next
As our lives slide away
I toil in exile
I’m not cut out for this pain
A city full of unknowns
Biding time before I come home
So pick me up
Lift me up
Take me to the mountain top
Oh
Time has a grip on us and we can’t feel it
And time can change the faster go
Your slowing down one moment
And speeding up the next
As our lives slide away
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Looking over my exalted past I can’t believe
That my innocent actions would come back to haunt me
I only acted with the best intentions
And now my mistakes dominate your attention
I’m still a hypocrite
Is that OK?
I’ll be a contradiction
Until I change
I make some posts, say some words, don’t really think
Some drags it up, I watch my life start to sink
I can’t come back from this tragedy
Those keyboard warriors are out to get me
What can I do
What can I do
Who has the answer
Who will save me?
I’m still your president
I haven’t given up yet.
I’m still a hypocrite
Is that OK?
I’ll be a contradiction
Until I change
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Thieves Of Joy
03:11
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The power went out
I'm stuck at work
Wasting away at a conference table
This is not how I saw my 30s
This is not how I saw my life
Slam slam my head on the table
Watch watch my life fade away
This is not how I'll go out
You thieves of joy it's time to pay
Picture 300 workers owning their own factory
Are they sending their jobs far away overseas?
Would they give the CEO 10 million dollars a year?
Would they neglect their community, let the ruin pour through?
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The toaster caught fire and we huddled arpu d it for warmth
Our faces so close to the flames but were not afraid
At least there's some heat on this cold day
And If we can pay the rent at we can stay
You told me I needed a reality check
But who takes checks anymore?
If punk is dead long live punk
When you give to the poor they call you a saint
When I asked why were poor i get thrown away
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The Catastrophe
02:59
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I’m anxious
You’re depressed
My mind is such an fucking mess
It’s a’ madness I must confess
Clean living
Bodies at ease
Empty skies
All patterned with trees
An illusion of calm, resting seas
This is the time for me
One chance to set the world free
But I can’t do it alone
Can’t you see?
I’m anxious
You’re depressed
Our lives are such an fucking mess
When what’s left is anger we have to press
Clean living
Bodies full of disease
Empty skies
All patterned with dead trees
Crashing waves, above the seas
This is the time for me
One chance to set the world free
But I can’t do it alone
Can’t you see?
That’s where you come in
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Boll Weevils
02:45
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I push that rock
I try to hide
I’m laying in the grass
And I’m prepared to die
It’s a hot night
Like every night
I can’t get ahead
That’s no goddamn surprise
We’re all creatures of habit
We pay 10 times the rent to sleep in an attic
It’s on the line
Rich and poor
I’m at the front
This is another war
Will I win?
And push that rock
I’m going all the way
Up to the top
Close your eyes
Sit back
Let your body relax
And your mind set loose
I want you to imagine a world
Where you can feel free
I want you to imagine a true land of opportunity
We’re all creatures of habit
We pay 10 times the rent to sleep in an attic
And one more time
Raise your hands
In solidarity with the other families
It is time
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Lies
03:51
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If there's another war
What role will I play?
Do I march off
Like a moth to a burning flame?
I know that you lied
I heard those children cry
I know that you lied
I heard the children cry
Will I shed my blood for nothing
How can you hold your head up high?
You go off making enemies
And watch the children die
You watch the children die
You watch the children die
There are too many wars fought to the enrichment of the few and the suffering of the many
How many traumas will we endure to uphold a political and economic system that doesn't benefit us, it doesn't help us
Why should I kill another man
To uphold your social order?
To enrich your donors and friends
To let you feel some power?
I know you lied
I heard those people cry
They just wanted justice
And you gave them death from above
Will I shed my blood for nothing
How can you hold your head up high?
You go off making enemies
And watch the children die
You watch the children die
You watch the children die
There's only one war that makes sense at the end of the day, and that's class war.
The people above with the power and money using us as pawns for their geopolitical gains, and to destroy us from within. They'll let us die.
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The Soviet Influence Limehouse, Ontario
What do you get when you mix two ounces of Joe Strummer-like political anger topped off with the guitar tones of Johnny Marr? The Soviet Influence: a socialist alt-rock trio that appeal to nostalgic listeners while refusing to become stale, combining 60s-era protest themes with the post punk, new wave and modern styles of the everchanging indie rock genre. ... more
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