Favorite Political Songs Lyrics
Post your favorite political song's lyrics here.
Here's one of mine that I think has suddenly become quite timely in America 20 years later: [quote]Know Your Rights by The Clash This is a public service announcement With guitar Know your rights all three of them Number 1 You have the right not to be killed Murder is a CRIME! Unless it was done by a Policeman or aristocrat Know your rights And Number 2 You have the right to food money Providing of course you Don't mind a little Investigation, humiliation And if you cross your fingers Rehabilitation Know your rights These are your rights Wang Know these rights Number 3 You have the right to free Speech as long as you're not Dumb enough to actually try it. Know your rights These are your rights All three of 'em It has been suggested In some quarters that this is not enough! Well... Get off the streets Get off the streets Run You don't have a home to go to Smush Finally then I will read you your rights You have the right to remain silent You are warned that anything you say Can and will be taken down And used as evidence against you Listen to this Run |
Black Steel In The Hour Of Chaos <I>by Public Enemy</I>
I got a letter from the government The other day I opened and read it It said they were suckers They wanted me for their army or whatever Picture me given' a damn I said never Here is a land that never gave a damn About a brother like me and myself Because they never did I wasn't wit' it but just that very minute... It occured to me The suckers had authority Cold sweatin' as I dwell in my cell How long has it been? They got me sittin' in the state pen I gotta get out - but that thought was thought before I contemplated a plan on the cell floor I'm not a fugitive on the run But a brother like me begun - to be another one Public enemy servin' time - they drew the line y'all To criticize me some crime - never the less They could not understand that I'm a Black man And I could never be a veteran On the strength, the situation's unreal I got a raw deal, so I'm goin' for the steel They got me rottin' in the time that I'm servin' Tellin' you what happened the same time they're throwin' 4 of us packed in a cell like slaves - oh well The same motherfucker got us livin' is his hell You have to realize - what its a form of slavery Organized under a swarm of devils Straight up - word'em up on the level The reasons are several, most of them federal Here is my plan anyway and I say I got gusto, but only some I can trust - yo Some do a bid from 1 to 10 And I never did, and plus I never been I'm on a tier where no tears should ever fall Cell block and locked - I never clock it y'all 'Cause time and time again time They got me servin' to those and to them I'm not a citizen But ever when I catch a C-O Sleepin' on the job - my plan is on go-ahead On the strength, I'ma tell you the deal I got nothin' to lose 'Cause I'm goin' for the steel You know I caught a C-O Fallin' asleep on death row I grabbed his gun - then he did what I said so And everyman's got served Along with the time they served Decency was deserved To understand my demands I gave a warnin' - I wanted the governor, y'all And plus the warden to know That I was innocent - Because I'm militant Posing a threat, you bet it's fuckin' up the government My plan said I had to get out and break north Just like with Oliver's neck I had to get off - my boys had the feds in check They couldn't do nuthin' We had a force to instigate a prison riot This is what it takes for peace So I just took the piece Black for Black inside time to cut the leash Freedom to get out - to the ghetto - no sell out 6 C-Os we got we ought to put their head out But I'll give 'em a chance, cause I'm civilized As for the rest of the world, they can't realize A cell is hell - I'm a rebel so I rebel Between bars, got me thinkin' like an animal Got a woman C-O to call me a copter She tried to get away, and I popped her Twice, right Now who wanna get nice? I had 6 C-Os, now it's 5 to go And I'm serious - call me delirious But I'm still a captive I gotta rap this Time to break as time grows intense I got the steel in my right hand Now I'm lookin' for the fence I ventured into the courtyard Followed by 52 brothers Bruised, battered, and scarred but hard Goin' out with a bang Ready to bang out But power from the sky And from the tower shots rang out A high number of dose - yes And some came close Figure I trigger my steel Stand and hold my post This is what I mean - an anti-nigger machine If I come out alive and then they won't - come clean And then I threw up my steel bullets - flew up Blew up, who shot... What, who, the bazooka was who And to my rescue, it was the S1Ws Secured my getaway, so I just gotaway The joint broke, from the black smoke Then they saw it was rougher thatn the average bluffer 'Cause the steel was black, the attitude exact Now the chase is on tellin' you to c'mon 53 brothers on the run, and we are gone |
Download "Bombs over Baghdad" (nothing to do with the Outkast one) by Dr. Ring Ding. It's awesome but I can't find the lyrics anywhere.
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Padded with power here they come
international loan sharks backed by the guns of market hungry military profiteers whose word is a swamp and whose brow is smeared with the blood of the poor. Who rob life of its quality who render rage a necessity by turning countries into labour camps modern slavers in drag as champions of freedom. Sinister cynical instrument who makes the gun into a sacrament-- the only response to the deification of tyranny by so-called "developed" nations' idolatry of ideology. North South East West kill the best and buy the rest. It's just spend a buck to make a buck. You don't give a flying fuck about the people in misery. IMF dirty MF takes away everything it can get always making certain that there's one thing left keep them on the hook with insupportable debt. See the paid-off local bottom feeders passing themselves off as leaders. Kiss the ladies shake hands with the fellows open for business like a cheap bordello and they call it democracy and they call it democracy and they call it democracy and they call it democracy. See the loaded eyes of the children too trying to make the best of it the way kids do. One day you're going to rise from your habitual feast to find yourself staring down the throat of the beast they call the revolution. Call it Democracy - Bruce Cockburn |
Uzi stop posting under my name :m: . But, yeah, that Ring Ding is top.
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ROCKIN' IN THE FREE WORLD
Neil Young There's colors on the street Red, white and blue People shufflin' their feet People sleepin' in their shoes But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them So I try to forget it, any way I can. Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world. I see a woman in the night With a baby in her hand Under an old street light Near a garbage can Now she puts the kid away, and she's gone to get a hit She hates her life, and what she's done to it There's one more kid that will never go to school Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool. Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world. We got a thousand points of light For the homeless man We got a kinder, gentler, Machine gun hand We got department stores and toilet paper Got styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer Got a man of the people, says keep hope alive Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive. Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world, Keep on rockin' in the free world. |
Pixies: River Euphrates
Stuck here out of gas Out here on the Gaza Strip From driving in too fast Let's ride the Tiger down river Euphrates Ride, ride, ride, ... Dead sea make it float One sip from the salty wine Dead sea make you choke Let's ride the Tiger down river Euphrates |
Stereolab-"Ping Pong"
it's alright 'cos the historical pattern has shown how the economical cycle tends to revolve in a round of decades three stages stand out in a loop a slump and war then peel back to square one and back for more bigger slump and bigger wars and a smaller recovery huger slump and greater wars and a shallower recovery you see the recovery always comes 'round again there's nothing to worry for things will look after themselves it's alright recovery always comes 'round again there's nothing to worry if things can only get better there's only millions that lose their jobs and homes and sometimes accents there's only millions that die in their bloody wars, it's alright it's only their lives and the lives of their next of kin that they are losing it's only their lives and the lives of their next of kin that they are losing it's alright 'cos the historical pattern has shown how the economical cycle tends to revolve in a round of decades three stages stand out in a loop a slump and war then peel back to square one and back for more bigger slump and bigger wars and a smaller recovery huger slump and greater wars and a shallower recovery don't worry be happy things will get better naturally don't worry shut up sit down go with it and be happy dum, dum, dum, de dum dum, de duh de duh de dum dum dum... ah ah dum, dum, dum, de dum dum, de duh de duh de dum dum dum... ah ah |
NOFX - The Decline
Where are all the stupid people from? And how'd they get to be so dumb? Bred on purple mountain range Feed amber waves of grains To lesser human beings, zero feelings Blame it on Human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny) Blame it on the greediocracy (greediocracy) Fear of God The fear of change The fear of truth Add the Bill of Rights, subtract the wrongs There's no answers Memorize and sing star spangled songs When the questions Aren't ever asked Is anybody learning from the past? We're living in united stagnation Father what have I done? I took that 22 A gift to me from you To bed with me each night Kept it clean Polished it well Cherished every cartridge, every shell Down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt There's a carcass of my second kill Down, by the park, under stone, under pine There's a carcass of my brother William Brother where, have you gone to? I swear, I never thought I could I see so many times They told me to shoot straight Don't pull the trigger, squeeze That will insure a kill A kill is what you want A kill is why we breed The Christians love their guns The church and NRA Pray for their salvations Prey on the lower faiths The story book's been read And every line believed Curriculum's been set Logic is a threat Reason searched and seized Jerry spent some time in Michigan A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit A dime in California, a twenty dollar fine Jerry only stayed a couple months It's hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass Asphyxiation is simple and fast It beats seventeen fun years of being someones bitch Don't think (Stay) Drink your wine (Home) Watch the fire burn (Be) His problems not mine (Safe) Just be that model citizen I wish I had a schilling (For each senseless killing) For every senseless killing I'd buy a government America's for sale And you can get a good deal on it (A good deal on it) And make a healthy profit Or maybe, tear it apart Start with assumption That a million people are smart Smarter than one Serotonin's gone She gave up, drifted away Sara fled, thought process gone She left her answering machine on The greeting left spoken sincere Messages no one will ever hear Ten thousand messages a day A million more transmissions lay Victims of the laissez faire Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns A hundred decibels turns to one One bullet, one empty head Now with Serotonin gone The man who used to speak Performs a cute routine Feel a little patronized Don't feel bad They found a way inside your head And you feel a bit misled It's not that they don't care, yeah The television's put a thought inside your head Llike a Barry Manilow, jingle I'd like, to teach the world to sing In perfect harmony A symphonic blank stare, yeah It doesn't make you care (make you care) Not designed to make you care (make you care) They're betting you won't care (you won't...) Place a wager on your greed A wager on your pride Why try to beat them when, a million others tried? We are the whore Intellectually spayed We are the queer Dysfunctionally raised One more pill to kill the pain One more pill to kill the pain One more pill to kill the pain Living through conformity One more prayer to keep me safe One more prayer to keep us warm One more prayer to keep us safe There's gonna be a better place Lost the battle, lost the war Lost the things worth living for Lost the will to win the fight One more pill to kill the pain The going get tough, the tough get debt Don't pay attention, pay the rent Next of kins pay for your sins A little faith should keep us safe Save us The human, existence Is failing, resistance Essential, the future Written off, the odds are Astronomically against us Only moron and genius Would fight a losing battle Against the super ego When giving in is so damn comforting And so we go, on with our lives We know the truth, but prefer lies Lies are simple, simple is bliss Why go against tradition when we can Admit defeat, live in decline Be the victim of our own design The status quo, built on suspect Why would anyone stick out their neck? Fellow members Club "We've Got Ours" I'd like to introduce you to our host He's got his, and I've got mine Meet the decline We are the queer We are the whore Ammunition In the class war We are worker We love our queen We sacrifice We're soilent green We are the queer We are the whore Ammunition In the class war |
NOFX - Herojuana
Light the match, burn the flower Leave behind, all the wrong Why be sad? When happiness can be bought for a little more than free Modern day prohibition Are we men? Are we children? At what age, can I choose how to live? The only real drug problem is scoring real good drugs Haven’t we learned our lesson? The corner store sells finer scotch But who’s got uncut powder? We just want what is ours (dignity) If God created plants, and buds that I find and abuse Then who the fuck are you to judge me? |
I've come to the conclusion that all lyrics are political.
I'm closer to the Golden Dawn Immersed in Crowley's uniform Of imagery I'm living in a silent film Portraying Himmler's sacred realm Of dream reality I'm frightened by the total goal Drawing to the ragged hole And I ain't got the power anymore No I ain't got the power anymore I'm the twisted name on Garbo's eyes Living proof of Churchill's lies I'm destiny I'm torn between the light and dark Where others see their targets Divine symmetry Should I kiss the viper's fang Or herald loud the death of Man I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought And I ain't got the power anymore Don't believe in yourself Don't deceive with belief Knowledge comes with death's release I'm not a prophet or a stone age man Just a mortal with the potential of a Superman I'm living on I'm tethered to the logic of Homosapiens Can't take my eyes from the great salvation Of bullshit faith If I don't explain what you want to know You can tell me all about it On the next Bardo I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought And I ain't got the power anymore |
The Beatles - Revolution 1
You say you want a revolution Well, you know We all want to change the world You tell me that it's evolution Well, you know We all want to change the world But when you talk about destruction Don't you know that you can count me out Don't you know it's gonna be all right all right, all right You say you got a real solution Well, you know We'd all love to see the plan You ask me for a contribution Well, you know We're doing what we can But when you want money for people with minds that hate All I can tell is brother you have to wait Don't you know it's gonna be all right all right, all right Ah ah, ah, ah, ah, ah... You say you'll change the constitution Well, you know We all want to change your head You tell me it's the institution Well, you know You better free you mind instead But if you go carrying pictures of chairman Mao You ain't going to make it with anyone anyhow Don't you know it's gonna be all right all right, all right all right, all right, all right all right, all right, all right |
Robert Wyatt - Alliance
There is a kind of compromise you are master of Your endless gentle nudging left us polarised It's hard to talk to enemies We are enemies What we had in common makes it even worse You're proud of being middle class (meaning upper class) You say you're self sufficient (but you don't dig your own coal) I think that what you're frightened of more than anything is knowing you need workers more than they need you "A herd of independent minds" Chomsky got it right is jogging into battle waving old school ties (from Old Rottenhat, 1985) |
WARNING-Expletive-Adult -Lyric -Content
- Talkin' Loud Ain't Saying Nothin' -
[ bushwick bill ] Say d and ak, those muthafu**as are down there at the mall protestin aginst us, man [ willie d ] What?! [ scarface ] Man, you bullshittin, man [ bushwick bill ] Yo, this's on the deuce, f**k the one I bullshit you not, my nigga I walked in there, seen muthafu**in picket signs and shit Sayin 'ban the geto boys', we're a bad influence on their kids How the f**k they gon' do that? I'm about two shakes of a rattlesnake tail off they ass [ willie d ] It's time to get dead on they ass... [ verse 1: bushwick bill ] You goddamn parents are trippin Gimme some of that shit you been sniffin You don't want your kids to hear songs of this nature But you take em to the movies to watch schwarzenegger F**k that 'land of opportunity' shit I don't need permission to sell a damn hit I say what i want, when i want, how i want Try to stop me, get your fu**in ass stomped Call me a bad guy, but in reality Most you muthafu**as curse worse than me You rabble-ass, i show it, you goddamn hypocrite I ain't hidin shit, so suck my dick You mama can't relate, cause her mind is weak F**k that shit she preach every week You contradict yourself in ever phrase Do you know a stupid-ass parent that's always (talkin loud, sayin nothin) --> james brown (yeah) (hey silly willy, let me talk, let me say somethin Let me say somethin, let me talk) Yeah man, we pumpin it up on the southside I'm fixin to get me a benz next month I got the money for it right now But i'm waitin on rico to bring me this ki, knowmsayin? [ verse 2: willie d ] Nigga, do i look like a goddamn sucker? You say you're clockin, you'se a lyin muthafu**a Kickin that shit about you're waitin to scope But evertime i see your ass you're waitin on metro I can't stand a lyin-ass nigga Try to be hard, but you're sweeter than sugar Told the boys you shot a cop to death But muthafu**a, you was locked down for auto theft Say you ran shit, what you had to drink? Nigga, you was on a goddamn punk tank Washin out another nigga's drawers And getttin fu**ed up your doo-doo walls So don't give me that bullshit story Pussy muthafu**a, i heard they took your commissary What the f**k are you, a man or a mouse? (man) well, why the f**k you clean another nigga's house? Hoe-ass nigga, yeah the word got back I wouldn'ta busted your ass, but you tried to high-cap You're like pinocchio, can't get a lie straight Say you're scorin ki's when you're fu**in with 8ths Boy you're (talkin loud, sayin nothin) (yeah) What the f**k you doin talkin to that nigga? (ah boy, i - i went to school with him That's my friend!) [ verse 3: willie d ] Hoe, shut up, you're pissiin me off I'm bout to bust you in your goddamn mouth Have you forgotten my description? I'm a geto boy (we can't stand contradiction) Hoe, you got a head like a goddamn rock Is your muthafu**in brain washed? Just the other day i had a heartfelt blow And i had to beep ya just to find ya, hoe Another thing i dislike is your funky-ass friends Bitch, who you're fu**in, me or them? You're with the hoes all afternoon And when it's time for me, all your time is consumed But f**k that shit, take off my ring and my flack And you owe me 250 for the goddamn contacts You say you love me, but you keep fuckin up Dumb bitch, you ain't doin nuthin but (talkin loud, sayin nothin) (yeah) this one made me laugh years ago... i think it was one of the 'lighter ' tracks from that album...;) |
a golden oldie
Bonzo Goes To Bitburg - The Ramones
You've got to pick up the pieces C'mon, sort your trash You better pull yourself back together Maybe you've got too much cash Better call, call the law When you gonna turn yourself in? Yeah You're a politician Don't become one of Hitler's children Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy Pick up the pieces My brain is hanging upside down I need something to slow me down My brain is hanging upside down I need something to slow me down Shouldn't wish you happiness, wish her the very best Fifty thousand dollar dress Shaking hands with your highness See through you like cllophane You watch the world complain, but you do it anyway Who am I, am I to say Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy Pick up the pieces My brain is hanging upside down I need something to slow me down My brain is hanging upside down I need something to slow me down If there's one thing that makes me sick It's when someone tries to hide behind politics I wish that time could go by fast Somehow they manage to make it last |
You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need
You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking. And after a while, you can work on points for style Like the club tie, and the firm handshake A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to So that when they turn their backs on you You'll get the chance to put the knife in. You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older And in the end you'll pack, fly down south Hide your head in the sand Just another sad old man All alone and dying of cancer. And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest that you've sown And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone And it's too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around So have a good drown, as you go down alone Dragged down by the stone. I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake of this creeping malaise If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze? Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending That everyone's expendable and no-one had a real friend And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer. Who was born in a house full of pain Who was trained not to spit in the fan Who was told what to do by the man Who was broken by trained personnel Who was fitted with collar and chain Who was given a seat in the stand Who was breaking away from the pack Who was only a stranger at home Who was ground down in the end Who was found dead on the phone Who was dragged down by the stone. Pink Floyd - Dogs |
Ok Ok, so it's not as political as the others. ;)
Digital Underground: Humpty Dance All right stop what you're doin' cause I'm about to ruin the image and the style that you're used to I look funny buy yo I'm makin money see So yo world I hope you're ready for me Now gather round I'm the new fool in town and my sound's laid down my the underground I'll drink up all the Hennesey ya got on ya shelf so just let me introduce myself My name is Humpty pronounced with the "umpty" yo ladies oh how I like to funk thee and all the rappers in the top 10 please allow me to bump thee I'm stepping tall y'all and just like Humpty Dumpty You're gonna fall when the stereos pump me I like to rhyme I like my beats funky I'm spunky I like my oatmeal lumpy I'm sick with this straight gangster mack but sometimes I get ridiculous I'll eat up all your crackers and your licorice hey yo fat girl come here are ya ticklish Yeah I called you fat look at me I'm skinny it never stopped me from gettin' busy I'm a freak I like the girls with the boom I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom I'm crazy allow me to amaze thee they say I'm ugly but it just don't phase me I'm still gettin' in the girls pants and I even got my own dance The Humpty dance here's your chance to do the hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump People say yo humpty you're really funny lookin' that's alright cause I get things cookin' you stare you glare you constanly try to compare me but you can't get near me I'm given more see and on the floor B all the girls they adore me oh yes ladies I'm really bein' sincere 'cause in a 69 my humpty nose will tickle your rear my nose is big uh uh I'm not ashamed thick like a pickle I'm still gettin' paid I get laid by the ladies you know I'm in charge both how I'm livin' and my nose is large I get stupid I'll shoot an arrow like Cupid I'll use a word that don't mean nothin like Luke did I sang on Dowhatchalike and if you missed it I'm the one who said just grab him in the biscuits also told you that I like to bite well yeah I guess it's obvious I also like to write all ya had to do was give Humpty a chance and now I'm gonna do my dance The Humpty dance here's your chance to do the hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Breakdown Now that I told y'all a litte bit about my self lemme tell ya a little bit 'bout this dance it's really easy to do check it out First I limp to the side like my legs was broken shakin' & twitchin' kinda like I was smokin' crazy wack funky people say "You look like MC Hammer on crack Humpty!" that's alright cause my body's in motion it's 'sposed to look like a fit or a convulsion anyone can play this game this is my dance y'all Humpty Hump's my name no two people will do it the same you got it down when you appear to be in pain. Humpin' Funkin' Jumpin' dig around shakin' your rump and when a doo doo chump punk points a finger like a (?)stunt(?) tell him step off I'm doin' the hump The Humpty dance here's your chance to do the hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump Do the Humpty Hump |
CSNY
I'm not sure if this is government politcal...well it could be if you didn't pay your property taxes...
THIS OLD HOUSE Written by Neil Young Midnight, that old clock keeps ticking, The kids are all asleep and I'm walking the floor. Darlin' I can see that you're dreaming, And I don't wanna wake you up when I close the door. This old house of ours is built on dreams And a businessman don't know what that means. There's a garden outside she works in every day And tomorrow morning a man from the bank's Gonna come and take it all away. Lately, I've been thinking 'bout daddy, And how he always made things work, When the chips were down, And I know I've got something inside me There's always a light there to guide me To what can't be found. This old house of ours is built on dreams And a businessman don't know what that means. There's a garden outside she works in every day And tomorrow morning a man from the bank's Gonna come and take it all away. Take it all away, take it all away, take it all away. Take it all away, take it all away, take it all away. Remember how we first came here together? Standing on an empty lot, holding hands. Later, we came back in the moonlight And made love right where the kitchen is, Then we made our plans. This old house of ours is built on dreams And a businessman don't know what that means. There's a garden outside she works in every day And tomorrow morning a man from the bank's Gonna come and take it all away. Take it all away, take it all away, take it all away. Take it all away, take it all away, take it all away. |
Get Your Filthy Hands Off My Desert - Floyd
Brezhnev took Afghanistan begin took Beirut Galtieri took the union jack and Maggie over lunch one day took a cruiser with all hands apparently to make him give it back |
Bomb The World (Armageddon Version) - Michael Franti and Spearhead
I dont understand the whole reason why you tellin us all that we need to unify rally round the flag and beat the drums of war sing the same old songs ya know we heard em all before you tellin me its unpatriotic but I call it what I see it when I see its idiotic the tears from one mother are the same as any other drop food on the kids while youre murdering their fathers but dont bother to show it on cnn brothers and sisters dont believe them that its a war against evil its really just revenge engaged on the poorest by the same rich men fight terrorists wherever they be found but why you not bombing tim mcveighs hometown? you can say what you want, propaganda television but all bombing is terrorism (CHORUS) chase down all your enemies we can bring them to their knees we can bomb the world to pieces but we cant bomb it into peace we may even find a solution to hunger and disease we can bomb the world to pieces but we cant bomb it into peace 911 fire in the skies many people died and no-one even really knows why they telling lies of division and fear we yelled and cried no-one listened for years but like, who put us here? and who's responsible? well, theres no debatin' cause if they ask me I say its the big corporations world trade organisation tri-lateral action international sanctions, satan seems like it'll be and endless price tag of wars tremendous and most disturbingly the death toll is so horrendous so I send this to those who say they defend us send us into harms way we should all make a remembrance that this is bigger than terrorism blood is blood is blood and umm love is true vision who will listen? how many songs it takes for you to see? you can bomb the world to pieces you cant bomb it into peace (CHORUS) we chase down all our enemies we can bring them to their knees we can bomb the world to pieces but we cant bomb it into peace we may even find a solution to hunger and disease we can bomb the world into pieces but we cant bomb it into peace power to the peaceful and I say love to the people y'all power to the peaceful and I say love to the people y'all we may even find a solution to hunger and disease we can bomb the world into pieces but we cant bomb it into peace |
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