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War
Zone
We're all in the cage,
we're all in a rage,
We're all in the war zone now.
The bell has tolled, the heads have rolled,
The world is a war zone now.
It's time to mount
resistance, they've done it in Iraq;
We'll fight the rearguard action, then we'll spring to the attack.
They've made their play
but we're here to stay,
We're all in the war zone now.
They didn't count on a bloody rout,
The world is a war zone now.
Their precious plans for empire dissolve in clouds of smoke;
Their strategy for plunder is just a grisly joke.
We'll strike at our convenience in any way we choose;
And we have found they're losing ground, yes they are doomed to lose.
The blowback's here and
they cringe with fear,
We're all in the war zone now.
We're fedayeen at the heart of the scene,
The world is a war zone now.
The giants fall when
we heed the call,
We're all in the war
zone now.
And we can see our
victory,
The world is a war zone
now.
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Voices
Lost in the crowd, the
noise is too loud,
Can't find my voice, they give me no choice;
The strife of mankind plunges deep in my mind,
It tears me apart, it blows up my heart.
Chorus:
My brain is cracking, getting such a whacking
From the voices in my head.
War of terror, can't detect the error,
The voices want me dead.
Propaganda, always such a
slander,
Discourse of abuse.
Words deceive me, no one can perceive me,
It's all a bloody ruse.
Verse:
My double is here,
bringing hatred and fear,
The fascist's inside,
there's no place to hide;
The war in my soul,
throws me out of control,
Without is within, all
I hear is a din!
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Race To The Bottom
Gorging yourself on
the blight of consumption,
What a presumption,
you've got a lot of gumption;
People in sweatshops
in forgotten lands,
We are all in
capitalism's hands.
Race to the bottom,
race to the bottom,
If you knew you'd
lose your job, you'd never have bought them;
Race to the bottom,
race to the bottom,
Now you're drowning
in your debt, now you know you lost your bet.
Takin' profits
wherever they can make them,
They have no loyalty,
economic royalty;
Moving production
where there's least protection,
You become the victim
of a market correction.
Race to the bottom,
race to the bottom,
If you knew you'd
lose your job, you'd never have bought them;
Race to the bottom,
race to the bottom,
Now you're drowning
in your debt, now you know you lost your bet.
Whassup? you little
slave of the market,
They've got the cash,
they know where to park it;
You were their friend
when you had bills to spend,
Now you got your hand
out, they won't lend.
Race to the bottom,
race to the bottom,
If you knew you'd
lose your job, you'd never have bought them;
Race to the bottom,
race to the bottom,
Now you're drowning in
your debt, now you know you
lost your bet.
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Resource
Wars
We
thought we could claim
this land for our own
And
all the treasures
beneath it;
Then
the troops marched
in with the paramilitaries
To
massacre and defeat us.
Resource
wars, a lure for
the poor;
Resource
wars, we thought
we were sure.
Surplus
bodies pile up
over the earth,
The
globalists don't give
a damn;
They'd
be happy if most
of them were dead,
For
them it's all a scam.
Resource
wars for our
place in the sun;
Profits
to the warlords
from the barrel of a gun.
Fighting
in failed states
for whatever you can get,
The
resource rich rebel
against the rest;
The
rest fight back with
the power of the state,
Leaving genocide in their
wake.
Resource
wars, a lure for
the poor;
Resource
wars, we thought
we were sure;
Resource
wars for our
place in the sun;
Profits to the warlords
from the barrel of a gun.
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Queer
Revolution
We're
in the fight for polymorphous perversity,
Anything
goes, there's no he, there's no she;
The
queer revolution's gonna liberate us all,
After
the fall, we're gonna ball, gonna ball.
Queer
revolution we're gonna make it stick,
Queer
revolution present your prick;
Occupying
all of the erogenous zones,
The
power of the people is in our bones.
The
body is a pleasure palace we will never flee,
Sexual
orientation must be absolutely free;
All
you need for ecstasy is creativity,
We
make the revolution for promiscuity.
Queer
revolution we're gonna make it rock,
Queer
revolution present your cock;
Occupying
all of the erogenous zones,
The
power of the people is in our bones.
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Co-Dependent
Masochism
You
say you're bored with what we do,
I
answer, you don't have a clue;
I
get a thrill when you dis me,
You
love it when we disagree.
Co-dependent
masochism, secondary gain;
Co-dependent
masochism, it is all too plain;
Co-dependent
masochism, secondary gain;
Co-dependent
masochism, pleasure in the pain.
We
have been victims of abuse,
We
mesh because we are obtuse;
We
bare the scars of our bad luck,
That's
why we fight and then we fuck.
Co-dependent
masochism, secondary gain;
Co-dependent
masochism, it is all too plain;
Co-dependent
masochism, secondary gain;
Co-dependent
masochism, pleasure in the pain.
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Left Of The Dial
I
turn my radio on to the left of the dial
Where
I can listen to every underground style:
Punk,
ska, hardcore, reggae and rap,
Absolute
freedom from the corporate trap.
I
never take myself to the right of ninety-two,
The
land of oligopoly where no one has a clue;
Pop-rock,
R&B, classic-rock crap,
I'll
never get caught in their corporate trap.
Fug
Clear Channel, Fug Clear Channel
The
forces are massed on the two sides of the dial
Where
politics resolve into a war of style;
Life
- death, truth -l ies - there's the divide,
The
culture wars go down, you've got to choose your side.
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Curse
Of Communalism
Living
in the same place, different language, different race;
Age-old
bloodtides burst into genocide.
Curse
of communalism, curse of communalism, curse of communalism,
Dirty
joke on humanism.
From
the first diaspora, coming out of Africa;
The
primal separation causes pseudo-speciation.
Curse
of communalism, curse of communalism, curse of communalism,
Dirty
joke on humanism.
Now
that we are globalized, communal strife is maximized;
Look
to all the continents, hear the agonized laments.
Curse
of communalism, curse of communalism, curse of communalism,
Dirty
joke on humanism.
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Free
The Detainees
Enemy
combatants in a law-free zone,
At
the mercy of their captors, isolated and alone.
Sleep
deprivation, cruel interrogation,
No
date of release, not a moment of peace.
Free
the detainees, free the detainees;
Liberate
the prisoners, bring the tyrant to his knees.
Free
the detainees, free the detainees;
Raze
the concentration camps, burn their cruel decrees.
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Power Vacuum
Danger, threat
power vacuum, where there's
no center the world is a tomb;
Until new life
emerges from the womb, the
fires of war will continue to consume.
States rush in
to fill the void,
populations mobilized, armies deployed;
Every kind of
weapon is ruthlessly
employed, civilization will be destroyed.
American
supremacy ground to dust, states
rush in, they know that they must,
The earth
becomes a burnt out crust, the
world will go from boom to bust!
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Writhing
on the Rack
Between the body
and the
soul is the personality,
A battleground
deserving
all of our charity;
Improbable
creatures
caught in our vice,
For the pleasures
that we
get, we pay the steepest price.
The soul comes in
to pull
the body back,
The body takes
revenge
and puts us on the rack.
Life is a fight
where you
strike with all your might,
You know it
doesn't
matter whether you are wrong or right.
Life is a fight
where you
strike with all your might,
You know it
doesn't
matter whether you are wrong or right.
Indifference and
engagement make our personality,
We try to strike
a
balance and achieve harmony;
The first is
expansive
and the second contracts,
Billions of
people
writhing on the rack.
The soul comes in
to pull
the body back,
The body takes
revenge
and puts us on the rack.
Life is a fight
where you
strike with all your might,
You know it
doesn't
matter whether you are wrong or right.
Life is a fight
where you
strike with all your might,
You know it
doesn't
matter whether you are wrong or right.
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Age
of Consent
They
tell you that you're free at twenty-one,
You
may even think that you're the fortunate son;
You
can choose to drink, you can choose to smoke,
You
can choose a mate, but it's still a joke.
Don't
tell me nothin' 'bout the age of consent,
It's
been 41 years and I still lament;
Freedom
in society's not liberty at all,
You've
still got to bend, you're still gonna fall.
The
age of consent is the age that you die,
And
after then there's nothing, so just take it on the fly;
Before
you die, you're caught in a web,
And that's the way it is, Johnny
Reb, Johnny Reb.
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Existential
Journey: A Punk
Opera
ACT
ONE
To Be
or Not
I get up in the
morning,
it's a question of do or die,
Do I take myself
out or
go into the world and try.
The only
existential is
the body for me,
Everything else
is only
superfluity;
The only
existential is
the body for me,
To be or not to
be!
I'm stranded with
the
knowledge of my insignificance,
I'm the center of
my
world, but I've got to do the other's dance.
The only
existential is
the body for me,
Should I try to
overcome
the spirit of gravity?
The only
existential is
the body for me,
To be or not to
be!
Life or Death,
Life or
Death, Life or Death, Life or Death
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Existential
Journey: A Punk
Opera ACT TWO
Stranded
I'm stranded in
my body
and I don't care if I live or die,
Sometimes I laugh
like a
clown, sometimes I raise an anguished cry.
I've got to
choose the
way that I'm going to go,
Thanatos and Eros
push me
to and fro;
I've got to
choose the
way that I'm going to go,
In this world of
sorrow
Will I be alive
tomorrow?
back up to Warzone song titles
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Existential
Journey: A Punk
Opera ACT THREE
Absolute
Zero (Shiva Hero)
We're
all gonna die and
it doesn't matter,
Everything
that is is
gonna shatter;
The
judgment of the world
is a crock of shit,
The
only thing the world
can do is give you a hit;
The
world is nothing, I
am nothing,
Absolute
Zero, Shiva Hero!
If
you don't have
vitality, you only have a will,
And
the will without
pleasure is a bitter pill;
You
get dragged down to
the pits of suicide,
Everything
is worthless
though you tried and you tried;
The
body can go, then I
will go,
Absolute
Zero, Shiva Hero!
The
will is not enough to
make me want to live,
There
is just so much
enthusiasm I can give;
Nature
gives grace when
the vital promptings rise,
Unbidden
and unmerited,
an arbitrary prize;
The
world is nothing, I
am nothing,
Absolute
Zero, Shiva Hero!
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Existential Journey: A Punk
Opera ACT FOUR
Atheism
That's life
baby, you're dealt a hand so
play,
That's life
baby, you're idiotic if you
pray.
Atheism,
atheism ain't a drag, you work to
accept it then you've got it in the bag;
Atheism,
atheism ain't a drag, you give the
world the bird 'cause you've got it in the bag.
That's life
baby, religion is our enemy.
That's life
baby, you can't be faithful and
be free.
Atheism,
atheism.....
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Warzone
