1. |
Hang In There Baby
03:06
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so hang in their baby
the rope's not giving in
you loved your burning crosses
now you get to burn with them
you put on your red cap
like a white hood from before
your song and dance
your racist chants
don't need them anymore
yeah
you lit the gaslights all ablaze with the rise of 45
and you mistook a train wreck as a point of pride
but the day is coming when you're gonna see it end
you fascists and you lunatics will swing in unison
this is a warning!
so hang in their baby
the guillotine's a-swing
you stole the worker's money
now you get to have your wings
you made your wealth off suffering
so proud to be in forbes
you thought you were the master
we don't need them anymore
yeah
you made your second billion of the worker's sweat and rage
you cut off their benefits and stagnated their wage
but the day is coming when your power ties a noose
the workers own the labor and it's time they cut you loose
this is a warning!
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2. |
6 Feet Deep
03:01
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outside the fascists despair
with their torches in the air
claiming that they're being oppressed
threatening violence with the klan
hating blacks and mexicans
any non-white is on their list
but we're not looking for appeasement or compromise
we just wanna say goodnight to the alt-right
listen up, you nazis
you can have your own beliefs
you can have your platform too
it's six feet deep and waiting for you
a woman isn't an object
and gay people aren't a threat
except to a coward's way of life
so we'll be a speaker in your ear
we'll make you listen loud and clear
your ideology's gonna die
but we're not looking for appeasement or compromise
we just wanna say goodnight to the alt-right
listen up, you nazis
you can have your own beliefs
you can have your platform too
it's six feet deep and waiting for you
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3. |
Ok, Boomer
03:00
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i tried to pull myself up by my own bootstraps
like a good american
but the straps were cheaply made
and i fell on my ass again
you said i'm "so entitled"
"how selfish could i be"
to see how good your generation had it
and ask the same for me
but oh, do you see the destruction?
we were crawling but told to run
you tell me how to feel, but you won't ever engage
thoughts and prayers won't raise the minimum wage
you collectively shit the bed and you make us feel worthless
i tried to pull myself up by my own bootstraps
like a good american
but the straps were cheaply made
and i fell on my ass again
we played the game you made for us
and guess how good that went?
i went to college, got a degree
and still can't afford the rent
but oh, do you see the destruction?
we were crawling but told to run
you tell me how to feel, but you won't ever engage
thoughts and prayers won't raise the minimum wage
you collectively shit the bed and you make us feel worthless
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4. |
Fast Fall
03:08
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she's beautiful
her eyes pierce through my confidence
my words are dumb and clumsy
god, am i making sense?
she's dressed to kill
like a rockabilly queen
she could be another heart break
and it's sitting on my sleeve
don't you say you love her
you just only met her
don't you say you love her
you're scaring her away
don't you say you love her
you just only met her
you are just pathetic, stupid
you'll fuck this up again
the drive is long
and the stoplights flash in time
to the cadence of her words
and i'm hanging on every line
we get back to my place
i could be your favorite sin
she leans in for some more
and i fall in love again
don't you say you love her
you just only met her
don't you say you love her
you're scaring her away
don't you say you love her
you just only met her
you are just pathetic, stupid
you'll fuck this up again
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5. |
Hollywood Houses!
02:40
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hollywood awards show
the a-listers speak
living in their mansions
trying end poverty
they care about the woman
the minority
but they always leave
without a gold trophy
so, come on
while they're busy at their party
hollywood houses!
come on
we can redistribute property
of their hollywood houses!
you say you earn your living
but you don't earn it more than me
"end the wars now"
you can hear them speak
but a ware is rising
between the "haves" and "incompletes"
"we demand change!"
"but not too much please"
you just understand what life is
out your gated streets
so, come on
while they're busy at their party
hollywood houses!
come on
we can redistribute property
of their hollywood houses!
you say you earn a living
but you don't earn it more than me
i said, you say you earn a living
but you don't earn it more than me
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6. |
Clampdown
03:40
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the kingdom is ransacked
the jewels all taken back
and the chopper descends
they're hidden in the back
with a message written on a half-baked potato
the spool goes 'round
saying I'm back here in this place and i could cry
and there's smoke you could click on
what are we gonna do now?
taking off his turban, they said, "is this man a jew?"
'cause they're working for the clampdown
they put up a poster saying: "we are robbing you!"
we're working for the clampdown
we will teach our twisted speech
to the young believers
we will train our blue-eyed men
to be young believers
the judge said, five to ten, but I say double that again
i'm not working for the clampdown
no man born with a living soul
can be working for the clampdown
kick over the wall 'cause government's to fall
how can you refuse it?
let fury have the hour, anger can be power
do you know that you can use it?
the voices in your head are calling
stop wasting your time, there's nothing coming
only a fool would think someone could save you
the men at the factory are old and cunning
you don't owe nothing, boy, get running
it's the best years of your life they want to steal
but you grow up and you calm down
and working for the clampdown
you start wearing blue and brown
you're working for the clampdown
so you got someone to boss around
it makes you feel big now
you drift until you brutalize
make your first kill now
in these days of evil presidentes
working for the clampdown
but lately one or two has fully paid their due
for working for the clampdown
ha! get along! get along! (working for the clampdown)
ha! get along! get along! (working for the clampdown)
yeah, they're working hard in harrisburg
they're working hard in d.c.
working hard for you and me
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7. |
Jesusland
03:47
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they cling to their faith so tightly
you feel like you got a noose around your neck
they thump their bibles
but not a word they've figured out just yet
and they want to control you
and tell you just what to do
they say you need forgiveness
for not doing just what they say
you better pledge allegiance
but i say burn that flag anyway
they wanna wash away your sins
but they've got dirt on their hands
that's why we're leaving jesusland
and we're never coming back
they cling to their faith so tightly
like a stone attached around their necks
they thump their bibles
but they vote for a racist president
they confuse hate with love
they'd scorch the earth to be above
they say you need forgiveness
for not doing just what they say
you better pledge allegiance
but i say burn that flag anyway
they wanna wash away your sins
but they've got bloodstains on their hands
that's why we're leaving jesusland
and we're never coming back
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8. |
Idols
03:04
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i woke up with a thought that if we're still alive
we should do something more than just breathe
because the tv lies, it's a war for your mind
it's our very souls they wanna deceive
we got mass incarceration and children in cages
and the government put them there
but the blinding lights on the 4th of july
made it to where we didn't care
it's time to burn the idols in our heads
the wicked will fall, stand tall
it's in our hands
it's time to topple your idols and open your eyes
and prepare for the coming storm
'cause all tradition is is peer pressure from ghosts
telling you that you need to conform
and an obvious weakness from presidents to caesars
is without consent there's no rule
so let them cry treason cause they've run out of reasons
to make us fucking fools, oh oh
it's time to burn the idols in our heads
the wicked will fall, stand tall
it's in our hands
smash 'em down
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9. |
Lament
03:10
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whose gonna be there to tell the truth
when they throw us all in jail or protective custody?
who's gonna stand up to the terrorists
not the one's across the water, but the one's in d.c.
now the people are calling for a revolution
the cops come out with their weapons
working or their masters:
the corporations and the state
there won't be a police line we won't cross
we're not gonna stand while they make a game of us
cops shooting and beating unarmed men
now tell me which one of us is truly dangerous?
but the people are calling for a revolution
the cops come out with their weapons
working for their masters:
the corporations and the state
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when i was younger i thought i could what i wanted to be
living out my life in this demonocracy
but now i know better, we work our fingers to the bone
working for minimum wage, the back just took my home
walk down the street and you see those in need
while the leaders they vote for the greed
it'll take some work, but we'll make it right
when we're living in the corporate states
of america, of america
i've got a friend who's sick, he's getting sicker still
but lobbyists bought his congressman, now he can't afford his pills
every day it's the same, it's banks too big to fail
but what about the rest of us who are living in this hell?
walk down the street and you see those in need
while the leaders they vote for the greed
it'll take some work, but we'll make it right
when we're living in the corporate states
of america, of america
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