Тексты песен «A Political»

Seventy nine, eighty a movement was born Full of spite, frustration, and scorn Labeled as peace punx the anarchists brought rage To a sold out rebellion raising punk to it's next stage Revolutionary words, music,...

Celebrate Columbus day The Indians were made to pay Teach manifest destiny Kill Indians to reach the sea Imperialism is O.K. Because the natives like it that way Glorify the atomic bomb Destroy the world to make...

What are we to think when those who carried the banner of revolution And builds a reputation for attacking corporate oppression suddenly finds Themselves cooperating with the corporate system they once repudiated?...

The cold war may be over, but the threat remains the same As politicians continue to play their nuclear games Old enemies are friends now, but the weapons are still aimed The leaders promise cutbacks while the...

One hundred seventy nine nations united in a policy Based upon the profits of exploiting the majority The means of production controlled by the rich The trade industry subjugated as their wish The Internation...

Blind patriot praises democracy And praise our glorious history The United States and United hates In inbred ignorance and the police state The freedom of choice as long as you fit Or as long as you have the money...

Bullshit security, bullshit pride A circle of friends, but no one to confide Share a forty and it's friends to the world Alone in a crowd, but never knowing why Barriers high, but always feeling low The sorrow and...

I claim my life for my own And break the artificial chains that bind me I shall throw off this yoke That binds and consumes my spirit I will not be a slave To create their wealth with my blood and tears I do not...

Mirror, mirror on the wall Who's the fairest of them all Emaciate beauty with pale white skin A vacuous stare and deathly thin Idealized attraction-a cultural lie For the sake of acceptance woman die The media...

Human beings an arrogant bunch So trite and ignorant always on the hunt We've created this system both you and I Of calloused oppression of all living kind Learn, Teach, Respect and Peace The system doesn't care...

Enter Tyranny Enter Oppression Enter the Parliamentary Houses It doesn't matter which side of the aisle you choose to sit on There is no difference There is no change in government There is no revolution save...

Can not speak any longer Voice gone Worn out Tired So tired No longer able to yell Actions will be our arguments Where our words have failed WE ARE ENRAGED! We see children lied to and nothing is done Men...

In the back of the room a lone female stands Playing her role, boyfriend's jacket in hand And in the pit he throws a fist An outbreak of violence, a violent fit And on the outskirts a rumor is told A reactionary...

Children are considered mere property of their parents. A possession which they are free to treat as they wish. The power relationship between parent and child Is often reinforced by violence whether it is physical...

Choose your weapon, show your anger, time to take up the fight, We cannot sit in silence while authority claims it's right To control our very being from the moment of first breath Regulation, structure, order...

Punk is a ghetto Checklist punk Soap up your hair Nice & spiky Mohican this week's trend Dreads will be back next week Bondage pants Where do you shop Don't support them, look it here Patches galor D.I.Y. To...

Rebels in sheep's clothing, what do you know Follow the leader to the status quo Parrot the language you don't understand Accept the traditions, play into their hands Where's the rebellion in the same hate The...

This was your world. The one that you made. Your callousness your sick minds that pervert our lives. Your economic schemes and cult of blood money that has stolen our future. Any excuse to prop up power mongering...

Chaos punx you worthless cunts What the fuck do you stand for You stupid shits you fucking dicks You're just the system's whore Cheapening our movement under the banner of chaos Circling your A's but the fucking...

When soldiers no longer fill our streets and their calls Of machine gun fire and rockets can not be heard. Mothers are no longer forced to relinquish their beloved children To the horrors of the fruitless battlefield...