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Can't you feel it, can't you see
The promise of prosperity? It's overwhelming you and me It afflicts us like a disease Ubiquitous, compelling too We cling to you like crazy glue And inject such a potent seed It's best for all humanity The spread of culture, the sword of progress The vector of suffrage, a warm and septic breeze The pomp and elation, the duty and vocation The blood of the hybrid, it's just a recipe Reliving our ancestry The frightful lack of harmony Our forefathers who led the way Their victims are still here today Now it's time to erase The story of our bogus fate Our history as it's portrayed Is just a recipe for hate A recipe for hate The spread of culture, the sword of progress The vector of suffrage, a warm and septic breeze The pomp and elation, the duty and vocation The blood of the hybrid, it's just a recipe |
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Everywhere I look I see
Exclusive huddled uninviting Shelter is a privilege Of the sane and competent Kerosene keeps me warm I'm alone to watch it burn Kerosene Exposure Is a pitiful and pointless way of dying Before it gets me I'll build a funeral pyre Kerosene keeps me warm I'm alone to watch it burn Kerosene I'm a man and my dignity won't wave Tonight buildings rage Kerosene keeps me warm Feels so good to watch it burn Kerosene Kerosene keeps me warm I'm alone to watch it burn Kerosene Kerosene keeps me warm Feels so good to watch it burn Kerosene Kerosene keeps me warm Feels so good to watch it burn Kerosene |
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I don't need to be a global citizen
'Cause I'm blessed by nationality I'm a member of a growing populace We enforce our popularity There are things that seem to pull us under and There are things that drag us down But there's a power and a vital presence It's lurking all around We've got the American Jesus See him on the interstate We've got the American Jesus He helped build the president's estate I feel sorry for the earth's population 'Cause so few live in the USA At least the foreigners can copy our morality They can visit but they cannot stay Only precious few can garner our prosperity It makes us walk with renewed confidence We got a place to go when we die And the architect resides right here We've got the American Jesus Bolstering national faith We've got the American Jesus Overwhelming millions every day He's the farmer's barren fields, the force the army wields Expressions on the faces of the starving millions The power of the man, the fuel that drives the klan He's the motive and the conscience of the murderer He's the preacher on TV, the false sincerity The form letter that's written by the big computers The nuclear bombs, the kids with no moms And I'm fearful that he's inside me (In god we trust Because he's one of us Break down, cave in He can redeem your sin Strong heart, clear mind And infinitely kind You lose, we win He is our champion) We've got the American Jesus See him on the interstate We've got the American Jesus Exercising his authority We've got the American Jesus Bolstering national faith We've got the American Jesus Overwhelming millions every day One nation, under God One nation, under God One nation, under God One nation, under God |
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Nothing more, nothing less
An icon on the wall, decoration and duress That which many strive to be It's the marble statue staring over me And nobody has the will to tear it down It determines wrong and right But to me it's just a stereotype And it makes us lose our sight The portrait of authority You tell me that's what I'm supposed to be Another time, another man An oppressive intrusion, a plague across his land And it haunts him every day It tells him that he has no chance, his hopes just fade away And he lives his life prepared to tear it down But he can't muster the support And to him it's just a stereotype Of his life long fight The portrait of authority It embodies what he cannot be |
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Rescue me when I get too deep
Talk to me, there's nothing to tell Everyone is a hypocrite Look to me, I'll save your soul Now somebody out there must be reading my mail 'Cause everybody knows Follow me when you give up Work for me, it'll serve you well Everyone is a hypocrite Come to me, I'll save your soul Now somebody out there must be tapping my phone 'Cause everybody knows I'm a man with a mission I'm gonna fly you away High above the noise and competition I'm a man with a mission Somebody out there must be reading my mail 'Cause everybody knows I'm a man with a mission Passing through your town today I'll condemn you to fiery perdition I'm a man with a mission |
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All good soldiers crack like boulders
The sun climbs up to a razon, violins New boots and numbers on a chain All good soldiers All good soldiers fall in line when they march and shout All good soldiers are a spectacle, marching and singing They'll go anywhere the president says Because the president believes in God like all good soldiers should All good soldiers wait like warheads When the fighting starts, who will be accountable? A cannibal, a cannonball All good soldiers, all soldiers All good soldiers fall in line when they march and shout All good soldiers are a spectacle, marching and singing They'll go anywhere the president says Because the president believes in God like all good soldiers should It's six AM, I can see my breath And the clay dirt is laughing at the weakling boy Today is the day that I'll write my friends It's something I've been trying to remember I had a dream of a wall That was twenty-one stories tall All good soldiers fall in line when they march and shout All good soldiers are a spectacle, marching and singing They'll go anywhere the president says Because the president believes in God like all good soldiers should |
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I was born on planet Earth
The rotating ball where man comes first It's been around for a long, long time But now it's time to watch it die I saw a man on the big blue screen He ruled the world economy He said the rich would never concede But someday soon he'll be put to sleep I've seen the life of the forest green And adaptations of the deep blue sea And who know who is the fittest? They will all soon be put to rest On a plunging flight And we're sitting in the pilot's seat In the midst of life People on a dark horizon, praying somebody will save their lives I was born on the planet Earth At a drastic time full of plastic mirth And every day I've seen increasing signs And you would too if you'd open your eyes You had a chance, you did not try So now it's time to watch it die |
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There's an old man on a city bus holding a candy cane and it isn't even Christmas
He sees a note in the obituary that his last friend has died There's an infant clinging to his overweight mother in the cold as they go to shop for cigarettes And she spends her last dollar on a bottle of vodka for tonight And I guess it struck a nerve, like I had to squint my eyes You can never get out of the line of sight Like a barren winter day or a patch of unburned green Like a tragic real dream, I guess it struck a nerve Everyday I wander in negative disposition as I'm bombarded by superlatives Realizing very well that I am not alone Introverted, I look to tomorrow for salvation but I'm thinking altruistically And a wave of overwhelming doubt turns me to stone And I guess it struck a nerve, sent a murmur through my heart We just haven't got time to crack the maze Like a magic speeding clock or a cancer in our cells A collision in the dark, I guess it struck a nerve I try to close my eyes But I cannot ignore the stimuli If there's a purpose for us all, it remains a secret to me Don't ask me to justify my life And I guess it struck a nerve, like I had to squint my eyes You can never get out of the line of sight Like a magic speeding clock or a cancer in our cells A collision in the dark, I guess it struck a nerve |
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I know a man who doesn't have many friends
I know a place he lives where trouble never ends I know it's hard for him to read between the lines And his days are getting so much shorter He simply turns away and dons a bitter frown His world is crumbling, his ship is waited down He doesn't care as long as he can wear the crown I know this man all too well It's my poor friend me A portrayal of the great dichotomy It's my poor friend me And I'm running out of steam I know there are people who are cynical and vain They point their finger 'cause they can't accept the blame They live their lives under a blanket of shame And their progeny crawl from underneath it Lately I've come to see the solution And it begins with me But I'm so fallibly human I'll pick the lock but will not turn the key All people running scared, we live, breathe, and die All too aware that time is slipping on by We have solutions but don't even try And I feel I know just who to blame It's my poor friend me A reminder of a tragic history It's my poor friend me And I'm running out of steam |
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Suddenly it came to me
A potent dosage of reality I saw myself in the broad daylight And it made me think about life I am not the kind of guy Who nods his head with closed eyes I scoff at labels, defy censuses And despise group mentality All along I thought that this was only human But I know now that I'm in the minority I'm lookin' in, lookin' in Lookin' in, I'm lookin' in Now I think in relation to My fellow man and what he strives to do We fail to see there's no compromise Our evolution is our demise One day you mind you're also one of me A complex microcosm of the human race Observing those around us, desiring to belong Behind the guise of salvation we suffer all along the way We're lookin' in, lookin' in Lookin' in, we're lookin' in Lookin' in, lookin' in Lookin' in, we're lookin' in |
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A grizzly scene on my electron beam told a story about human rights
So all the king's horses and all the king's men had a riot for two days and nights Well the city exploded but the gates wouldn't open so the company asked him to quit Now everybody's equal, just don't measure it Well Hanson did it to Hester and Mark David did it to John And maybe Jack did it to Marilyn, but he did it to South Vietnam For beauty and glory, for money, love and country Now everybody's doing it, don't do that to me A bitter debate and a feminine fate lie in tandem like two precious babes While the former gets warmer, it's the latter that matters, except on the nation's airwaves And custodians of public opinion state facts after vainly discussing her rights Lay hands off her body, it's not your fucking life Now I don't know what stopped Jesus Christ from turning every hungry stone into bread And I don't remember hearing how Moses reacted when the innocent firstborn sons lay dead Well I guess God was a lot more demonstrative back when he flamboyantly parted the sea Now everybody's praying, don't prey on me Said everybody's praying, don't prey on me |
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Take those potatoes out of your ears
Listen to the warnings, verify all your fears There's a world outside that's ready to blow And we're all to blame when it finally explodes You gotta listen up Gotta listen to what they're saying to you Gotta listen up And think about what they're telling you Temperature is rising but the odorous way Will bury us alive in what we throw away If we don't reuse most of our debris Our kids can't go with a carbon copy You gotta listen up Gotta listen to what I'm telling you Gotta listen up And think about what I'm saying to you They're the modern day catastrophists They've got practical solutions They're the self-appointed righteous pragmatists And they know fifty ways to save the world What makes you think you can cure our disease? Maybe it's just our biology Maybe it's time to make room for another species This is the 21st century You gotta listen up Gotta think about what they're saying to you Gotta listen up And think about what they're telling you They're the modern day catastrophists They've know all the right equations They're the self-appointed righteous pragmatists And you too can be one of the few to save the world But you gotta listen up Gotta think about what they're telling you Gotta listen up And do exactly what they tell you to They're the modern day catastrophists Modern day catastrophists Modern day catastrophists Modern day catastrophists |
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Come let us make bricks and burn them hard
We'll build a city with a tower for the world And climb so we can reach anything we may propose Anything at all Build me up, tear me down Like a skyscraper Build me up, then tear down these joining walls So they can't climb at all I know why you tore it down that day You thought that if you got caught we'd all go away Like a spoiled little baby who can't come out and play You had your revenge Build me up, tear me down Like a skyscraper Build me up, then tear down these joining walls So they can't climb at all Well madness reigned and paradise drowned When Babel's walls came crashing down Now the echoes roar, for story read that was hardly understood And never any good Build me up, tear me down Like a skyscraper Build me up, then tear down these joining walls So they can't climb at all |
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"Hi..Welcome to Stealth"
This is a strong an confound This weekend i will spend over 800 million dollers on drugs first, i will continue pushing the narcotics for all low income people not covered and soon after that we can get rid of each and every one of them and im doin what i think is right an i certainly deserve it gnight |
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