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2. This machine kills fascists 4. Daddy Warbux 5. Vieques, puerto rico: bikini revisited 10. SPAZ's house destruction party 12. A start
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UNDERGROUND
NETWORK
He knows he'll be alone tonight More stress than help, from home and school Chorus She never even had a chance Her sad stories, all left untold Chorus Politicians talk it up, about their love, for the USA's youth Chorus 02 This Machine Kills Fascists We've run out of patience, you've run out of time. this scene will not fall vistim to your violence or lies. Your "values" are nothing but excuses to start fights. Quit fronting like you're standing for a moral cause tonight. United as one. We won't stand aside. You try to fuck with our scene. We're gonna fuck your life! Chorus: This machine, this machine, this machine, this machine... KILLS FUCKING FASCISTS!!! DEAD! THAT'S RIGHT! DEAD! You don't have to be a racist, to be a Nazi fuck. Your mindless nationalism gives you credentials enough. You spew your right wing rhetoric, when we get your attention. You've mistaken the punk scene for the republican convention. No more infiltration. No more right wing will lies. You don't belong in our scene - we'll fight you till we die!!! The national media cover Clinton/Lewinsky. While the world's government sell out millions on the issue of free trade. But somewhere in the night - a force is not asleep. And a massive organization plans to rise up to its feet... It does it like this... A pirate radio voice transmits into the night. And from D.C. to Peking email warns of lost global rights. And the hoax the world's leaders, wanted no one to see. Comes crashing on their heads from grass roots - striking it down. The blows coming from the world's... Chorus: Underground network - Alternative communication. Corporate media can't keep us beat down, brainwashed, enslaved. Cause of our... Underground network - Alternative communication. They try to blind us but we... Stand up and fight! Stand up and fight! They try to keep us ignorant but we... Stand up and fight! Stand up and fight! They want to take our rights away so... Stand up and fight! Fight...! Just take a look around the world and you're going to find that nearly all mass media are owned and controlled by a handful of conservative capitalists. We must devise and implement alternative methods of distributing our news, our information, our ideas - people worlwide working together to take a stand, to tell the truth! Out thoughts and our live, controlled by pocket books. Of rich politicians, like a big daddy warbux. They pay for the death of those who speak of revolution. While they keep us at each other's throats. While we still pay their tax notes. 05 Vieques, Puerto Rico: Bikini Revisited All united, all as one, let's make a stand. We've got a privilege in the power that we command. So let's not drown in ignorance and let our strength waste away. As the richest nation in the world, we've got a responsability. Vieques, puerto rico, a protectorate - of the USA. Part a home to native families, the rest... A navy bombing range! Shells misfired kill civilians there, and napalm hangs in the island air. But the government beats down protests against this misuse. Chorus: So... Stand up! Fight back! Resist-Refuse! Cause if we don't do it no one's going to. So... Stand up! Fight back! Resist-Refuse! Cause if we don't do it no one's going to. I look into the eyes, of a dead island boy's face. His remind me of another's, from different time and place. Wehre A-bombs baked the ground, on Bikini's tropical lands. Where a culture was erased, families misplaced, by a Nazi-esque like plan! Chorus: All done, in your name, by Uncle Sam. So if we don't fight it - then we're guilty too! So... Stand up! Fight bakc! Resist-Refuse! Cause if we don't do it, no one's going to. I think it's about time that we had a change. I think it's about time that we make a change. Welcoming with open arms and with open hearts. In the end they found their arms i shackles and their hearts torn out. This country named "America" is built on graves. Of the natives who lived here before genocide took place. the word "America" means "Freedom" - as in, "Free to kill the free..." Chorus: Don't fly those stripes, those stars and stripes for me. It's the same today as then, as US (tax) dollars are spent. To rid the native insurgence in Mexico, and any other US (corporate) "Interests". The 3rd world is a modern day playground for multinational companies. And the tax dollars we're forced to pay, fund these heartless US policies. Their explanations... "Its national interest, national security". At little big horn national cemetery, there's a monument that reads: "To the soldiers killed in Montana while clearing hostile Indians away..." And there's a flag there flying high, over the fallen killers' graves. When they call on me to die for them, I'll say... "Not me!". It’s
on the radio, it’s on the TV news Chorus Let
the Feds pass a law, that takes your rights away Chorus Joseph
McCarthy and Reagan, set the mother fuckin’ stage Social
divisions - encouraged by the few- FEW! Their 2+2 does not equal 4. Their 2+2 equal whatever, they want us to die for. Chorus: ABOUT FACE! Snap to Attention FROM YOUR OWN CONclusion to the things you see. ABOUT FACE! Sometimes the explanations DON'T ADD up to the facts. Time and again they manufacture you a cause and rally the public around it, check out the movie "Wag the dog". Killing to further the interest of private corporations, Killing to control global economic situations, Killing for personal gain (i.e. Bush in Panama). Learn the fuckin' TRUTH you won't be so quick to sign on! Chorus (repeat) Our lives reflect TV sitcoms and tragedies. Like a bad joke, I ask, "How many of you don't see...? And just how many... How many of you do not realize...?" Gung ho and true - to the Stars and stripes. They fuckin' brainwashed you, to do their bidding... And like a flock of sheeps - with wool over your eyes. You never stop to question, you just fall into line. The media's a business, that provides entertainment. Their bottom line : MONEY. And stories that will make it... So they run with stories, that promote lies. To keep the rating coming, wealth from promoting world strife. Life must be so easy, when you don't have to think. Black and white like printing, from the newspaper's ink. I wish I had the chance, to reveal the lies. But you're so fucking brainwashed, would it even help to try... TO GET THROUGH... TO YOU!?! To get through, through, through, through, through, through... To get through you! Get ready to - make a stand. Get ready to - make a move. Cause if we don't fuckin' do it, THEN NO ONE'S GOING TO! NO! Have you seen the scene on the street? Do you care what's going on? Thousands homeless in the land of the free. BUT NO ONE SEEMS TO THINK IT'S WRONG! That's why we fuckin' wrote this song. Chorus: Take to the streets, cause it's time to make a stand. We're gonna back down! (We're talking...) Culture Revolution! This ship is sinking, it's time we set it right. When the standards of society, are based solely on greed. Humanity, compassion, do not define. WHAT IT MEANS TO SUCCEED! NO! For the poor - contempt and hate. From the rich - middle class the state. Compassion dumped for apathy. THE GREATEST NATION EVER SEEN? That's fuckin real hard to believe... Chorus (repeat) Socialized - socialized, mechanized - mechanized. To consume... evrything in the world. Saturate - saturate, accumulate - accumulate. Your happiness... can be bought and be sold. Environment - environment, detriment - detriment. Is not... an issue of concern. Humanity - humanity, or this insanity - insanity. The choice is yours, and your choice alone. But you won't be alone. No, you won't be alone... YEAH! Chorus (repeat) Revolution! On the street! In your head! Move! 10 Spaz's House Destruction Party I want to tell you a little story about a party that went all right, but went all wrong. I want to tell you a little story about a party in this song... It happened back in '93, in the pittsburgh punk rock scene. An event that will go down in infamy. It was all the master plan, of one legendary punk rock kid. His name was "Spaz", S-P-A-Z... An eviction notice sent to his house sparked off an idea, "I should have one last party at my place..." So off he set with his master plan, the invitation in his hand read, "You're invited to my House Destruction Party!" Chorus: Spaz's House Destruction Party, it was chaos with no end. If you were crazy enough to make the House Destruction Party, then you know You're lucky that you lived. We played there St. Patrick's day with Submachines and THE BAD GENES. In a basement full of debris. From kicked in doors, broken glass, kicked in walls THE PLACE WAS TRASHED. The house was now missingits support beams. The bathrooms had no toilets or sinks left in them. There was nothing left to break. Aus Rotten spray painted on walls, drunk punks passed out in the halls. And this was just the second night, of a three-day long party. Chorus (repeat) The cops showed up and all the kids went pilling out the back. I remember running away and hidding out in the lot behind the Squirrel Hill Mellon Bank. The cop said, "I want to speak to someone who lives here!" and this punk kid said she did. He asked, "Is this the condition this house has always been in?". She answered, "Ah... yeah, it is." Spend a lifetime working for these people. To make what they earn in one day. There are options to choose, I call it Social Progress. Progress to not be abused. Chorus: They were arrested for their views. It was the protesters they screwed. And still have the nerve to ask. Who I was voting for. Cause when you silence our youth, then you silence the truth. Our right not to remain... Silent... Start funding lives that move for changes. Not funding leaders that oppress and use. When politicians become nothing but major corporation. Posing as humans, real humans lose... Chorus (repeat) I won't remain silent... Bring out your dead... Oppression, Intimidation, Suppression. Rats, monkeys, mice - teach 'em little tricks. Stay far from creativity, and from politics. 'Cause the multinationals need a solid work force. Or their growing profit margins will be wiped out at the source. Chorus: Reciting back their facts and numbers - that don't make you smart. There's much more to intelligence - and thinking for yourself would be a start. It would be a start...(x3) Start! Pledge allegiance to a flag of wich you're taught no history. Not Mexico, Granada, Panama, or Middle East. But they're jsut a more fraction of this country's shady past. Skeletons locked in the closet and I doubt they'll be the last "National Interest", defined for you... But who'sgetting screwed? Chorus (repeat) Your prison warden is your school. Training you to be a social screw. Stage a jailbreak, swim against the flow. Show these motherfuckers what you know! I feel like I am suffocating. I feel my life depreciating. I know their teachings are riddled with lies, distortions, shit! It kills me knowing the masses are so brainwashed by it - brainwashed by it! You walk past an activist, who is talking on the streets, about political prisoners, locked up in your own home state. and you think just for a minute, you think just for a second. then you say, "That can't be true! 'Cause I live in The Land of Freedom... Where no one gets the screw!" Chorus: You turn your face, you turn your back, you say, "That can't be true!" You stay safe locked in your prefeb world, 'cause you're sure it won't happen to you. You're sure it won't happen to you. Just wait 'til it happens to you! You heard it every day, since the first day of your life. But you never stopped to think, what you heard was full of lies. You can't question for a second. 'Cause you're nothing but a tool. Whose blueprints are tailored and fashioned, each night by the evening news. Chrous (repeat) You could stand on the street, talk 'til you're blue in the face. And they would not make you stop, 'cause you have no power base. But if Dan Rather got on the Evening News and said, "It's time for revolution" The F.B.I. would fuck him up so bad, he'd wish he wasn't living! They call it America, "Land of The Free, Home of The Brave" More to the truth it's a murderer, it's the land of the Enslaved! Chorus (repeat)
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