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from Audioslave 3집 - Revelations (2006)
My city sleeps by the side of a freeway, the city scraps
And winter time she wore a yellow coat Now there's nothin' on her back If a building falls you wouldn't care to notice unless you were in it Then no one cares about climbin' stairs, nothin' at the top no more Outside trippin' in the broken city Outside trippin' in the broken city, I watch a building crack Outside trippin' in the broken city Outside kickin' in the broken city, there's nothin' wrong with that Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo Now the snow falls down like it's fallin' on an ocean Dead and empty by the railroad tracks where they used to go and come Now they don't come back You can heal the rust, goin' up the throughways Down the alleys where they stole this town from the frontier I can see 'em tryin' to steal it back Outside trippin' in the broken city (Outside trippin' in the broken city) Outside trippin' in the broken city, I watch a building crack Outside kickin' in the broken city (Outside trippin' in the broken city) Outside trippin' in the broken city, there's nothin' wrong with that Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo Now the sun won't shine on this part of the map Anymore When it's cold outside I see it hide behind the smokestacks No thin roses, no goldrush, no miner, no revolution they'd hire And the shipyard is a graveyard, no one will be trying to find him Outside trippin' in the broken city (Outside trippin' in the broken city) Outside kickin' in the broken city, I watch a building crack Outside trippin' in the broken city (Outside trippin' in the broken city) Outside kickin' in the broken city, there's nothin' wrong with that Doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo (There's nothin' wrong with that) Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo do (Outside trippin' in the broken city) Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo |
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from Audioslave 3집 - Revelations (2006)
When I was eighteen
I didn't know pain when the sun was high Burnt faced, shadows erased And I knew I'd be alright Left that behind me (Uh-huh) Something blinded me (Uh-huh) That reminded me (Uh-huh) Of a better space and time Miles away Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime When I turned twenty-one I saw the sun pulling out of sight All that I met were dark silhouettes Stumbling in the night But we collided (Uh-huh) And I finally (Uh-huh) Got a light on me (Uh-huh) Now I'm bathing in the bright Ultra-violet rays Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Time, time, time I left that behind me (Uh-huh) And something blinded me (Uh-huh) Yeah reminded me (Uh-huh) Of a better space and time Miles away Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summertime Jewel of the summer- time |
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from Audioslave 3집 - Revelations (2006)
Thought I was different, it seems I'm just the same
As a game I put my hand over the flame Thought I was smarter as I flew into the sun But it turned out the way it does with everyone Ah, ah I don't fly around your fire anymore I don't fly around your fire anymore Burned and fallen down so many times before I don't fly around your fire anymore I love the heat, I love the things that I forgot I love the strings that tied me down and cut me off I was a king, I was a moth With painted wings made of cloth When did the flame burn so high and get so hot? Ah, ah I don't fly around your fire anymore I don't fly around your fire anymore Burned and fallen down so many times before I don't fly around your fire anymore I don't fly around your fire anymore I don't fly around your fire anymore Burned and fallen down so many times before I won't fly around, fly around I won't fly around your fire anymore I don't fly around your fire anymore Burned and fallen down so many times before I don't fly around, fly around Ah, ah |
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from Audioslave 3집 - Revelations (2006)
Just like a rescue of a stray dog in the rain
I was hungry when you found me And you could tell by my tail and my rib cage What was once around me I've been chased by a rain cloud I was lost and nearly drowned and kicked around But now I'm found and I won't run away Bless your heart you gave me a home and a new start And I will leave you never Sleep at your feet and stand guard at your front door I will keep this together I've been chased by a rain cloud I was lost and nearly drowned and kicked around But now I'm found and I won't run away I killed myself Threw away my mental health but Nobody was blinking an eye Backyard, basement Falling on the pavement Nothing left to say but goodbye Nothing left to say but goodbye It's true I ran away before but be sure I am no tail-chaser I know a good thing when it throws me a bone I'm your best friend forever I've been chased by a rain cloud I was lost and nearly drowned and kicked around But now I'm found and I won't run away |
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from Audioslave 3집 - Revelations (2006)
Well they don't hate you, you know they love you
But they're gonna come kill you They don't mean you any harm It's just what they do Could be you're mother Could be you're father Or you're best friend in the world But just like blood and rain, love and pain are one and the same (One and the same) Just like blood and rain, love and pain are one and the same (One and the same) Yeah, yeah, yeah You wear a mask with a target Keep you're enemies closer You fall in love from a great height, now the easy part's over Choose you're battles, not you're soldiers You know they'll show their colors But just like blood and rain, love and pain are one and the same (One and the same) Just like blood and rain, love and pain are one and the same (One and the same) Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Just like blood and rain, love and pain are one and the same Just like blood and rain, love and pain are one and the same (One and the same) Just like blood and rain, love and pain are one and the same (One and the same) Just like blood and rain, love and pain are one and the same (One and the same) Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey! |
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from Audioslave 3집 - Revelations (2006)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar
The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on With a pen in one hand, taking us and burned on kerosine Headed for a fire would find us something to believe Wallowing round with dirty hands on wires Singing songs in dischord choirs Screaming in brail, no temptress prize Could ever yield anything so real The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on Golden soldiers born much older than they'll ever live to be Diving into a sea of hands in a long forgotten city When the rain falls ever after The swinging vines hang dead in rafters Blood rush to (here?) your head induces of laughter endlessly The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on The original fire has died and long gone, but the riot inside moves on Can't explain it, it was something to see Can't contain something ethereal Ethereal Can't explain it, it was something to see Can't contain something so ethereal Ethereal The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on The original fire has died and gone, but the riot inside moves on |
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from Audioslave 3집 - Revelations (2006)
You know what to do, you know what I did Since you know everything just clue me in I am such a wreck, I am such a mess I know what I know, why don’t you fill in the rest I will bring you down, I will make it bad While you’re feelin’ proud, why don’t you help me Such a shame that I wouldn’t know by now Your revelations Let me in I don’t want to live without Your revelations You know what to say, you know what I said You know what I dream sleeping in my bed You hold all the keys, you know all the roads Why don’t you guide me in if I’m such a lost soul I’m spinning ’round, I will make you ill Since I’m so broken down, why don’t you fix me Such a shame that I wouldn’t know by now (I wouldn’t know by now) Your revelations Let me in I don’t want to live without (Don’t want to live without) Your revelations (Solo) I am haunted when I am sleeping Try to give without recieving It’s in the applebite, it’s in the days and nights In the afterlife we’ll reap Such a shame that I wouldn’t know by now (I wouldn’t know by now) Your revelations Let me in I don’t want to live without (Don’t want to live without) Your revelations Such a shame, such a shame That I wouldn’t know by now Cut me in I don’t want to live without (Don’t want to live without) The revelations, revelations |
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from Audioslave 3집 - Revelations (2006)
Somedays, somedays, somedays just ain't so easy
Wake up, look around Just before your feet hit the ground Where they meet, the oil and street Is where you stand and where you sleep Black and whites along the lights Plainclothes and Miranda Rights At the right place but in the wrong life Somedays just ain't so easy Somedays, somedays, somedays (somedays) just ain't so easy Somedays, somedays, somedays (somedays), somedays (somedays) Just ain't so easy It's not the fault of anyone As we revolve around the sun We sleep beneath the same sky But we all see it through different eyes So if you go or if you stay Standin' still or if you walk away If you bend or if you break Somedays just ain't so easy Somedays, somedays, somedays (somedays) just ain't so easy Somedays, somedays, somedays (somedays), somedays (somedays) Just ain't so easy, they just ain't so easy Oh, yeah Nobody say it's so easy, yeah I don't care for somedays Someone may have done you right or done you wrong Or kept you down from the day you were born There's no need to apologize for the riot in your eyes Somedays just ain't so easy Hey! Hey! Hey! Somedays, somedays, somedays (Somedays) just ain't so easy Somedays, somedays, somedays (Somedays), somedays (Somedays) Just ain't so easy |
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from Audioslave 3집 - Revelations (2006)
In the here and now I wait
Among the young and the old Between the moon and the ground I play With my children in my home This is for the daughters and sons Of forgotten ones Learning how to stand This is for the innocent unknowns Buried in the sand Running from the sound of a gun And you’re weary Running from the sound of a gun In the crack of the blackness I wake It’s getting closer every night My city playground is a battleground Between the wrong and the right I could run free as a child I was safe and wild Naked and unarmed Now I’m grown and safe in my home But some will never stop Running from the sound of a gun Til’ you’re weary Running from the sound of a gun The open mouth of the city Swallowed the town With that same old concrete That I still walk down And it seems they put a shine On this place when I was young But baby I just don’t see it now Running from the sound of a gun Til’ I’m weary Running from the sound of a gun |
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from Audioslave 3집 - Revelations (2006)
I walked the streets without regret
I stood alone and watched myself fall apart Answered the voices in my head Slipped through the chain link of a broken heart When I'm tired and I'm feeling black Spread the wings upon your back Take us high above it all Stroke your feathers until we fall Back down again But everything that's any good I understand that I've been misunderstood When I'm tired and I'm feeling black Spread the wings upon your back Take us high above it all Stroke your feathers until we fall Until we fall, until we fall Back down again Yeah, back down again Do you see before you blink Do you feel before you think Who do you battle in your dreams Who strokes your feathers until you scream When I'm tired and I'm feeling black Spread the wings upon your back Take us high above it all Stroke your feathers until we fall Until we fall, until we fall Back down again Yeah, back down again |
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from Audioslave 3집 - Revelations (2006)
You can look a hurricane right in the eye
Twelve hundred people there are left to die Follow the leaders, where it an night For an eye you'd all be blind Therefore murder--this I'm sure In this uncertain time So come pull a sheet over my eyes So I can sleep tonight Despite what I've seen today I find you guilty of the crime Of sleeping at a time When you should have been wide awake Down on the road the world is floating by The poor and undefended, left behind While you're somewhere trading lives for oil As if the whole world were blind, hey So come pull a sheet around my eyes So I can sleep tonight Despite what I've seen today I find you guilty of the crime Of sleeping at a time When you should have been wide awake So come pull a sheet over my eyes So I can sleep tonight Despite what I've seen today I find you guilty of the crime Of sleeping at a time When you should have been wide awake Wide awake Wide awake Wide awake Wide awake |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
A mass of hands press on the market window
Ghosts of progress Dressed in slow death Feeding on hunger And glaring through the promise Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle A mass of nameless at the oasis That hides the graves beneath the master's hill Are buried for drinking The river's water While shackled to the line At the empty wall This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Listen to the fascist sing "Take hope here War is elsewhere You were chosen This is god's land Soon we'll be free Of blot and mixture Seeds planted by our Forefather's hand" A mass of promise Begin to rupture Like the pockets Of the new world kings Like swollen stomachs In Applachia It's the priests that fuck you As they whisper holy things A mass of tears have transformed to stones now Sharpened on suffering And women into slings Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress Taking today what tomorrow never brings This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Ain't it funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper Ain't it funny how the factory doors close Round the time that the school doors close Round the time that the doors of the jail cells Open up to greet you like the reaper This is the new sound Just like the old sound Just like the noose wound Over the new ground Like ashes in the fall |
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It's a beautiful world we live in A sweet romantic place
Beautiful people everywhere The way they show they care makes me want to say It's a beautiful world Oh what a beautiful world For you It's a wonderful time to be here It's nice to be alive Wonderful people everywhere The way they comb their hair makes me want to say It's a wonderful place Oh what a wonderful place For you, for you, for you, for you, for you, for you, not me |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
The hills find a peace
Locked armed guard posts Safe from the screams Of the children born as ghosts Gates guns and alarms Shape the calm of the dawn Peering down into the basin Where death lives on Where young run foaming at the mouth with hate Where burning batons beat the freezing who shake Under the toxic sunsets they dine and toast Their walls deny the terror faced by the children Born as ghosts Born as ghosts One book and forty ghosts Stuffed in a room The school as a tomb Where home is a wasteland Take the razor wire And thought is locked in the womb The tales that tear at the myth of the dream A suffering that shocks the lives off the screen Born as ghosts |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
My fears haunt me down
Capturing my memories The frontier of loss They try to escape across the street where Jesus stripped bare And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture In the name of my in the name of my Born of a broken man But not a broken man Born of a broken man Never a broken man Like autumn leaves His sense fell from him An empty glass of himself Shattered somewhere within His thoughts like a hundred moths Trapped in a lampshade Somewhere within Their wings banging and burning On through endless nights Forever awake he lies shaking and starving Praying for someone to turn off the light Born of a broken man But not a broken man Born of a broken man Never a broken man |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
I be walkin' god like a dog
My narrative fearless My word war returns to burn Like Baldwin home in Pairs Steel from a furnace I was born landless It's tha native son Born of Zapata's guns Stroll through the shanties And tha cities remains Same bodies buried hungry But with different last names These vultures rob everything Leave nothing but chains Pick a point on tha globe Yes tha pictures tha same There's a bank and a church and a myth and a hearse A mall and a loan and a child dead at birth There's a window pig parrot A rebel to tame A whitehooded judge And a syringe and a vein And tha riot be ha rhyme of ha unheard Calm like a bomb This Ain't subliminal Feel tha critical mass approach horizon Ha pulse of tha condemned Sound off America's demise Tha ant- myth rhythm rocker shocker Yes I spit fire Hope lies in tha smoldering rubble of empires Back through tha shanties and tha cities remains Ha same bodies buried hungry But with different last names These vultures rob everyone Leave nothing but chains Pick a point here at home And tha picture's tha same There's a field full of slaves Some corn and some debit There's a ditch full of bodies Tha check for tha rent There's a tap, tha phone, tha silence of stone Tha numb black screen That be feelin' like home And the riot be tha rhyme of the unheard Calm like a bomb There's a mass without roofs A prison to fill A country's soul that reads post no bills A strike and a like of cops outside the mill There's a right to obey And there's a right to kill |
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Ah down on the street
where the faces shine Floatin around I'm a real low mind I see a pretty thing in a wall I see a pretty thing in a wall In a wall In a wall In a wall Uh Yeah Uh Yeah deep in the night I'm lost in love Yeah deep in the night I'm lost in love A thousand eyes they look at you A thousand eyes they they look at you Oh Come On Oh Come On Oh Come On Yeah Yeah Yeah Oh Come On Oh Come On Oh Come On Yeah Yeah Yeah Oh Come On Oh Come On Oh Come On Yeah Yeah Yeah Oh Come On Oh Come On Oh Come On Yeah Oh Yeah Uh Where faces shine A real low mind Faces Shine faces shine A real low A real low A real low A real low A real low A real low A real low A real low Oh Come On Oh Come On Oh Come On Yeah Yeah Yeah Oh Come On Oh Come On Oh Come On Yeah Yeah Yeah |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Man walks along a railroad track
He goin' someplace and there's no turnin' back Highway patrol choppers comin' up over the ridge Man sleeps by a campfire under the bridge Shelter line stretchin' around the corner Welcome to the new world of order Families sleeping in their cars in the Southwest No job, no home, no peace, no rest No rest! The highway is alive tonight Nobody's foolin' nobody about is where it goes I'm sitting down here in the campfire light Searching for the Ghost of Tom Joad He pulls his prayer book out of his sleeping bag The preacher lights up a budd and takes a drag He waiting for the time when the last shall be first and the first shall be last In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass With a one-way ticket to the promised land With a hole in your belly and gun in your hand Lookin' for a pillow of solid rock Bathin' in the city aqueduct The highway is alive tonight Nobody's foolin' nobody about is where it goes I'm sitting down here in the campfire light With the Ghost of old Tom Joad Now Tom said Mom, wherever ya see a cop beatin' a guy Wherever a hungry newborn baby cries Wherever there's a fight against the blood and hatred in the air Look for me Mom, I'll be there Wherever somebody's strugglin' for a place to stand For a decent job or a helpin' hand Wherever somebody's strugglin' to be free Look in their eyes Mom you'll see me. Well the highway is alive tonight Nobody's foolin' nobody about is where it goes I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light With the ghost of Tom Joad |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground No shelter if youre looking for shade I lick shots at the brutal charade As the polls close like a casket On truth devoured A silent play on the shadow of power A spectacle monopolized The cameras eyes on choice disguised Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil? Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil? Yes a spectacle monopolized They hold the reins, stole your eyes All the fistagons the bullets and bombs Who stuff the banks Who staff the party ranks More for Gore or the son of a drug lord None of the above fuck it cut the cord Lights out guerilla Radio Turn that shit up Contact I highjacked the frequencies Blockin the beltway Move on DC Way past the days of bombin MCs Sound off Mumia guan be free Who gottem yo check the federal file All you pen devils know the trial was vile An army of pigs try to silence my style Off em all out that box its my radio dial Lights out guerilla Radio Turn that shit up It has to start somewhere It has to start sometime What better place than here What better time than now All hell cant stop us now |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Hey don't miss out on
what you're passing you're missing the hootah of the funky buddah eluder of the fed up style's that get wicked so come on as I start to kick it cause we're like outlaws sriding while suckers are hiding jump behind the bush when you see me driving by hanging out my window and my magnum taking out some putohs acting kind of loco I'm just another local kid from the street getting paid for my vocals Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand I be doing all the dumb shit yo cause nothing is coming from it I'm not gonna waste no time fing around I got ya humming humming coming at ya then you know I had to gat ya time for some action just a fraction of friction I got the clearance to run the interference in to your sattle light shining a battle light Sen got the gat and I know that we'll gat you right here's an example just a little sample how could I just kill a man one time tried to come in my home take my chrome I said yo it's on take cover son or you're assed out how do you like my chrome then I watched the rookie pass out didn't have to blast him but I did any way young punk had to pay so I just killed a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man It's gonna be a long time before I finish one of the many missions that I have to establish to lite my spliff ignite you with insite so if you ain't down bullshit say some punk tried to get you for your auto would call the one time and play the rolemmodel No I think you'll play like a thug next hear the shot of a magnum slug humming coming at ya yeah you know I'm going to get cha How do you know where I'm at when you haven't been where I've been understand where I'm coming from When you're up on the hill in your big home I'm out here risking my dome just for a bucket or a faster ducket just to stay alive yo I got to say fit here is something you can't understand how I could just kill a man here is something you can't understand how I could just kill a man here is something you can't understand how I could just kill a man here is something you can't understand how I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man How I could just kill a man How I could just kill a man |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Coolin on the scene like a horse in a stable
A brother got ill and tried to snatch a fat cable I stepped back, like it wasn't no thing I Punched him in the jaw with the fat gold ring I had an ace in the hole when it came to that Yo Z you was packin? You know was strapped Posse kept rollin it was hard to get with 'em So I stepped back, and unbuttoned my Lee denim They kept coming, just like I figured So I stepped back, and started sprayin niggaz What a way to go out, out like a sucker But I'm on track, like a Long Island train that can head up your mission, suckers who be dissing Always on my jock like a snake always hissing Grabbing and tapping me like Luther Vandross Take me to the bar for the drink and make a toast Givin best wishes to the best MC And when the spot is blown and yo you know it's me Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin Because I'm housin Because I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Coolin' at a party, no better yet disco Head feelin' mellow from a bottle of Cisco Move... To crush and fry a sucker MC like crisco Gimme the cue, check one two Don't try to come off on me, because you doo-doo You treatin me the Z to the D, like a stepchild Let me tell you homeboy you're livin foul MC's, you know who you are On the bandwagon Why Z? Cuz you a star This is the year when the joker's are wild When a fag can't hack it and try to bite your style I get hip to the scheme, before it happens If it gets wild, then I start cappin But for now, since everything's calm Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin Because I'm housin C'mon Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
You tell me you like the taste
You just need an excuse You tell me it calms your nerves You just think it lookscool You tell me you want to be different You just change for the same You tell me it's only natural You just need the proof Did you fucking get it? It's in my eyes It's in my eyes And it doesn't look that way to me In my eyes You tell me that nothing matters You're just fucking scared You tell me that I'm better You just hate yourself You tell me that you like her You just wish you did You tell me that I make no difference Well at least I'm fucking trying What the fuck have you done? It's in my eyes It's in my eyes And it doesn't look that way to me In my eyes |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
I'm gonna kick 'em out Well I feel pretty good And I guess
that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy now, baby I know how you want it, child, Hot, sweet, and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand And then they kick out the jams, yes Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out Yes I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' And the sound that abounds and Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it, baby You can't do without When you get the feelin' You've got the sounds above Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out So you got to get it up And then can't get enough That's what .... 'Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane, makes you crazy The ...... the faster you funk If you wanna feed my rocket Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes kick out the jams I done kick 'em out |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more.
No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well, I wake up in the morning Fold my hands and pray for rain. I got a head full of ideas That are drivin' me insane It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor I ain't gonna work on, nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more. I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more nah, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more Well, he hands you a nickel And he hands you a dime And he asks you with a grin If you're havin' a good time Then he fines you every time you slam the door I ain't gonna work for, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's brother no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more Well, he puts his cigar Out in your face just for kicks His bedroom window It is made out of bricks The National Guard stands around his door I ain't gonna work, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's pa no more I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more No, I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more Well, she talks to all the servants About man and God and law And everybody says Shes the brains behind pa Shes sixty-eight, but she says shes twenty-four I ain't gonna work for, nah I ain't gonna work for Maggie's ma no more I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more No, I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more Well I try my best To be just like I am But everybody wants you To be just like them They sing while they slave and just get bored I ain't gonna work on, nah I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
The sun ablaze as Maria's foot
Touches the surface of sand On northern land As human contraband Some rico from Jalisco Passed her name to tha boss She stuffed ten to a truckbed She clutches her cross Here comes tha exhaust And it rips through her lungs She's off fast to tha pasture Like cattle she'll cross Degree 106 Sweat and vomit are thrown And she prays and suffocates Upon the memories of her home Of Yanqui guns for blood debts on tha loans Of smoldering fields rape rubble and bones Of graves hidden trapped up in visions of war Of nothing no on nobody no more These are her mountains and skies and she radiates And through history's rivers of blood she regenerates And like tha sun disappears only to reappear She's eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but here To tear away at tha mask And now she got a quota Tha needle and thread crucifixion Sold and shipped across tha new line of Mason Dixon Rippin' through denim Tha point an inch from her vein Tha foreman approach His steps now pound in her brain His presence it terrifies And eclipses her days No minutes to rest No moment to pray And with a whisper He whips her Her soul chained to his will "My job is a kill if you forget to take your pill" Her arms jerks Tha sisters gather her and scream As if in a dream Eyes on tha crimson stream Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to tha floor Of nothing no one nobody no more These are her mountains and skies and she radiates And through history's a rivers of blood she regenerates And like tha sun disappears only to reappears Maria she's eternally here Her time is near Never conquered but here |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
To tha young r to tha e tha b to tha e tha l
Never give up just live up Fed upon America We be spittin' it up Rippin' it up For an even amount in each cup To my brothers burning bare feet on black top Whose curled 'neath tha shadows Form tha gaze of the cops Whose huntin' for 9 to 5's through factory locks Is now hunted on this modern day auction block Flexin' and mashin' With complex text Fast and in a fashion That snap back necks Quicker than a fed cash tha company checks Come with tha fire only Marley could catch This be tha flame in tha cellar beware Nameless cold millions gaspin' for air Those naked and wageless Now scream within cages They make you pull your shit Just to get your share With this mic device I spit nonfiction Who got tha power This be my question Tha mass of the few In this torn nation? Tha priest tha book or tha congregation? Tha politricks who rob and hold down your zone? Or those who give tha thieves tha key to their homes? Tha pig who's free to murder one Shucklak Or survivors who make a move and murder one back? |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Hungry people don't stay hungry for long
They get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for tha dawn The spirit of Jackson Now screams through tha ruins Through factory chains And tha ghosts of tha union Tha forgotten remains Disappear to their new homes Tha knife tha thrust Tha life burns to tha raw bone Tha blood on tha floor of tha tear is still dryin' Cover tha spread sheets Tha Dow Jones skyin' Tha cell block live stock Tha bodies they buyin' Old south order New northern horizon Violence in all hands Embrace it if need bee Livin' been warfare I press it to CD A fire in tha master's house is set Check tha high tech terror Of the new order athletes Peering into tha eyes of tha child already on trial These armies rippin' families apart Get 'em on file Convictions fit tha stock profile All tha while films of dogs Ripping skin from bones Yes tha new millennium homes Privatizing through private eyes An era rising New northern horizon Violence in all hands Embrace it if need bee Livin' been warfare I press it to CD A fire in tha master's house is set |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times
They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine I was raised in the hood called what the diffrence The brothers in the hood be Chivalrous So i rest defense on my ligaments Pistol grip pump on my lap, riskin it Full life living it, never giving it back Too late for slipping, so slack up! On my lap its on your lips so track shot A steel dick more clip for pump but All im saying there aint no question who the man is In my civic or in this show biz I drill the fool, kill the fool Come on, what you say? i think i can take care of all you motherfuckers don't delay right away Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times, right? Cause tricks be out for your blindside Never understood it, but remember i showed you That in these times you gotta look over your shoulder, strap Well that ain't nothin' but the intent of gettin high And a cop giving you shit for just passing you by If your ever in trouble or on the double best to call your pals If you got no blast, sucker I know you gotta sloud Wowy, are we getting along? we family,we better be We got your back, we got your back kid Just dont be pointing one of them guns Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be f---ing with other niggas shit, but they cant be f---ing with mine |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
no matter how hard you try
you can't stop us now no matter how hard you try you can't stop us now we're the renegades of this atomic age this atomic age of renegades renedades of this atomic age this atomic age of renegades since the prehistoric age and the days of ancient greece right down through the Middle Ages planet earth kept going through changes and then no renaissance came and times continued to change Nothing stayed the same but there were always renegades like Chief sitting Bull Tom Paine Dr Martin Luther King Malcolm X they were renegades of their time and age so many renegades we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk from a different solar system many many galaxies away we are the force of another creation a new msical revelation and we're on this musical mission to help the others listen when cooper lather la sining in next try and chase like lu nation revelations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations destroy our nations now renegades are the people with their own philosophies they change the course of history everyday people like you and me we're the renegades we're the people with our own philosophies we change the course of history everyday people like you and me C'mon we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin'a side of hip hop because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' poppin' sockin' puttin' a side of hip hop because where we're goin' there ain't no stoppin' poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin' a side of hip hop' cause we're poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin' a side of hip hop poppin' sockin' rockin' puttin'a side of hip hop we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk and the funk and not of empty popping we're blessed with the force and the sight of electronics with the bass and the treble the horns and our vocals' cause everytime i pop into the beat we get fresh there was a time when our music was something called the Bay Street beat people would gather from all around to get down to the big sound you had to be a renegade in those days take a man to the dance floor say jam sucker say jam sucker say groove sucker say groove sucker say dance sucker say dance sucker now move sucker now move sucker say jam sucker say jam sucker say groove sucker now groove sucker say dance sucker say dance sucker now move sucker now move sucker we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk we're the renegades of funk |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Sleep Now in the Fire
The world is my expense The cost of my desire Jesus blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire So raise your fists And march around Just dont take what you need Ill jail and bury those committed And smother the rest in greed Crawl with me into tomorrow Or Ill drag you to your grave Im deep inside your children Theyll betray you in my name * Hey, Hey Sleep now in the fire Hey, Hey Sleep now in the fire The lie is my expense The scope of my desire The party blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire I am the Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire * Repeat For its the end of history Its caged and frozen still There is no other pill to take So swallow the one That made you ill The Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire Yeaaaaaah Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Everywhere I hear the sound
of marching charging feet boy 'Cause summers here and the time is right for fighting in the street boy Tell me what can a poor boy do 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L A town There's just no place for a street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Do you think the time is right for a palace revolution Where I live the game to play is compromise solution Well then what can a poor boy do 'Cept for sing for a rock 'n' roll band 'Cause in this sleepy L A town There's just no place for a street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man A street fighting man Well then what can a poor boy do Well what else can a poor boy do Hey my name is called disturbance I'll shout and scream I'll kill the king I'll rail at all his servants Well what can a poor boy do For sing for a rock 'n' roll band In this sleepy L A town There's just no place for For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man For a street fighting man |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
UGH!
The movie ran through me The glamour subdue me The tabloid untie me I'm empty please fill me Mister anchor assure me That Baghdad is burning Your voice it is so soothing That cunning mantra of killing I need you my witness To dress this up so bloodless To numb me and purge me now Of thoughts of blaming you Yes the car is our wheelchair My witness your coughing Oily silence mocks the legless Ones who travel now in coffins On the corner The jury's sleepless We found your weakness And it's right outside our door Now testify Now testify It's right outside our door Now testify Yes testify It's right outside our door With precision you feed me My witness I'm hungry Your temple it calms me So I can carry on My slaving sweating the skin right off my bones On a bed of fire I'm choking on the smoke that fills my home The wrecking ball rushing Witness your blushing The pipeline is gushing While here we lie in tombs While on the corner The jury's sleepless We found your weakness And it's right outside your door Now testify Yeah testify It's right outside our door Now testify Now testify It's right outside our door Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Mass graves for the pump and the price is set Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now controls the past Who controls the past now controls the future Who controls the present now? Now testify Testify It's right outside our door Now testify Testify It's right outside our door |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Through steel walls
Your voice bastin' on True rebel my brother Mumia I reflect upon You be tha spark That set all tha prairie fires on Make tha masses a mastodon path To trample tha fascist on At fifteen exposed Philly's finest killing machine With boots and mad gins They tried to pacify you young Cause and effect Smell tha smoke and tha breeze My panther my brother We are at war until you're free You'll never silence tha voice of the voiceless You see tha powerful got nervous Cause he refused to be their servant 'Cause he spit truth That shook heads And burned like black churches Prose and verses A million poor in hearses Watch tha decision of Dred Scott As it reserves So long as the rope Is tight around Mumia's neck Let there be no rich white life We bound to respect Cause and effect Can't ya smell tha smoke in the breeze My panther my brother we are at war until you're free You'll never silence tha voice of the voiceless And Orwell's hell a terror era coming through But this little brother's watching you too |
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from Rage Against The Machine - The Battle Of Los Angeles/ Renegades (2006)
Every official that comes in
Cripples us leaves us maimed Silent and tamed And with out flesh and bones He builds his homes Southern fists Rise through tha jungle mist Clenched to smash power so cancerous A black flag and a red star A rising sun loomin' over Los Angles Cause for Raza livin in La La Is like Gaza on to tha dawn of Intifada Reach for tha lessons tha masked pass on And seize tha metropolis It's you that it's built on Everything can change on a new years day As everything changed on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changed on new years day War within a breath It's land or death Their existence is a crime Their sear their robe their tie Their land deeds Their hired guns They're the crime Shots heard underground round tha rapture Tha world's eye captured At last in a Mexican pasture Tha masked screaming land or death Within a breath A war from tha depth of time Who shot four puppet governors in a line Who shook all tha world bankers Who think they can rhyme Shot tha landlords who knew it was mine Yes a war from tha depth of time Everything can change on a new years day As everything changed on new years day Everything can change on a new years day As everything changed on new years day War within a breath It's land or death |
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from Audioslave - Be Yourself (2005)
Someone falls to pieces
Sleepin all alone Someone kills the pain Spinning in the silence To finally drift away Someone gets excited In a chapel yard Catches a bouquet Another lays a dozen White roses on a grave To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do Someone finds salvation in everyone And another only pain Someone tries to hide himself Down inside himself he prays Someone swears his true love Untill the end of time Another runs away Separate or united? Healthy or insane? To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do And even when you've paid enough, been pulled apart or been held up With every single memory of the good or bad faces of luck don't lose any sleep tonight I'm sure everything will end up alright You may win or lose But to be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do |
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from Audioslave - Be Yourself (2005)
Like a Stone
On a cobweb afternoon In a room full of emptiness By a freeway I confess I was lost in the pages Of a book full of death Reading how we'll die alone And if we're good we'll lay to rest Anywhere we want to go In your house I long to be Room by room patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone On my deathbed I will pray To the gods and the angels Like a pagan to anyone Who will take me to Heaven To a place I recall I was there so long ago The sky was bruised The wine was bled And there you led me on In your house I long to be Room by room patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone And on I read Until the day was gone And I sat in regret Of all the things I've done For all that I've blessed And all that I've wronged In dreams until my death I will wander on |
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from Audioslave - Be Yourself (2005)
Like a Stone
On a cobweb afternoon In a room full of emptiness By a freeway I confess I was lost in the pages Of a book full of death Reading how we'll die alone And if we're good we'll lay to rest Anywhere we want to go In your house I long to be Room by room patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone On my deathbed I will pray To the gods and the angels Like a pagan to anyone Who will take me to Heaven To a place I recall I was there so long ago The sky was bruised The wine was bled And there you led me on In your house I long to be Room by room patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone And on I read Until the day was gone And I sat in regret Of all the things I've done For all that I've blessed And all that I've wronged In dreams until my death I will wander on |
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from Audioslave - Be Yourself (2005)
Show Me How To Live
Lyrics by Chris Cornell And with early dawn Moving right along I couldn't buy an eyefull of sleep And in the aching night under satellites I was not received Built with stolen parts A telephone in my heart Someone get me a priest To put my mind to bed This ringing in my head Is this a cure or is this a disease (Chorus) Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live And in the after birth On the quiet Earth Let the stains remind you You thought you made a man You better think again Before my role defines you (Chorus) Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live And in your waiting hands I will land And roll out of my skin And in your final hours I will stand Ready to begin |
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from Audioslave - Be Yourself (2005)
Show Me How To Live
Lyrics by Chris Cornell And with early dawn Moving right along I couldn't buy an eyefull of sleep And in the aching night under satellites I was not received Built with stolen parts A telephone in my heart Someone get me a priest To put my mind to bed This ringing in my head Is this a cure or is this a disease (Chorus) Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live And in the after birth On the quiet Earth Let the stains remind you You thought you made a man You better think again Before my role defines you (Chorus) Nail in my hand From my creator You gave me life Now show me how to live And in your waiting hands I will land And roll out of my skin And in your final hours I will stand Ready to begin |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
Listen now, let me speak
I will be the dog at your feet And come along when you call Be the little bird in your straw and sing you a song I'll be there to take the fall Though you tread upon me for no reason at all [Chorus] But just when you think you've left me blind I will keep you in the corner of my eye I will never leave your side Though you call me your number one zero your nevermind I'll be your king, I'll be your pawn I will builid a pedestal and put you upon it [Chorus] But just when you think you've left me blind I'll be creeping right up behind Cause if I need to I will keep you in the corner of my eye corner of my eye Down on the street, over your night Out of your sleep, out of your sight if I need to, if I need to Out of your mouth, in every word Down in your ego one thing is sure I will keep you, I will keep you [Chorus] But just when you think you've left me blind I will be creeping right up behind Cause baby if I need to Lord, I will keep you in the corner of my eye I will be the bird in your straw But you won't get far I will keep you in the corner of my eye |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
Someone falls to pieces
Sleepin all alone Someone kills the pain Spinning in the silence To finally drift away Someone gets excited In a chapel yard Catches a bouquet Another lays a dozen White roses on a grave To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do Someone finds salvation in everyone And another only pain Someone tries to hide himself Down inside himself he prays Someone swears his true love Untill the end of time Another runs away Separate or united? Healthy or insane? To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do And even when you've paid enough, been pulled apart or been held up With every single memory of the good or bad faces of luck don't lose any sleep tonight I'm sure everything will end up alright You may win or lose But to be yourself is all that you can do To be yourself is all that you can do |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
Settle down now and sit with me
Let me tell you how this all came to be A yellow flower with your pedals to the air And flying on paper wings that brought you here Summer rolls on in the lazy hours An ether dream way Of hummingbirds and clouds Midnight swims in the cool back waves And you in my arms as it rolls away [Chorus] Little dandelion Let your heart keep time Now the clouds are gone All of your tomorrows shine Oh oh All of your tomorrows shine Oh oh All of your tomorrows shine Born of restless night the moon as a pearl Playing games down inside your soft warm world Hear my voice I know that you can You're the fire in my eyes The sun as a man Seasons come along and seasons go And what they'll leave behind I don't pretend to know I'm afraid that all I have missed Will loom very large when the darkness lifts [Chorus] Little dandelion Let your heart keep time Now the clouds are gone All of your tomorrows shine All of your tomorrows shine All of your tomorrows shine I will ride by your side Wherever you go I won't run I won't hide Just letting you know [Chorus] Little dandelion Let your heart keep time Now the clouds are gone All of your tomorrows shine All of your tomorrows shine All of your tomorrows shine All of your tomorrows shine All of your tomorrows shine All of your tomorrows shine |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything With a graveyard tan carrying a cross Yeah, it doesn't remind me of anything I like studying faces in a parking lot 'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything I like driving backwards in the fog 'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything The things that I've loved, the things that I've lost Things I've held sacred, that I've dropped I won't lie no more, you can bet I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget I like gypsy moths and radio talk 'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything I like gospel music and canned applause 'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything I like colorful clothing in the sun 'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything I like hammering nails and speaking in tongues 'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything The things that I've loved, the things that I've lost Things I've held sacred, that I've dropped I won't lie no more, you can bet I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget Bend and shape me I love the way you are Slow and sweetly Like never before Calm and sleeping We won't stir up the past So discretely We won't look back The things that I've loved, the things that I've lost Things I've held sacred, that I've dropped I won't lie no more, you can bet I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars 'Cause it doesn't remind me of anything I like playing in the sand, what's mine is ours If it doesn't remind me of anything |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
I've got a will this time don't care what you say
I've got a feeling this will all go away It's in the wind this time it's in the southern sky I can't walk on water yet won't even try [Chorus] So drown me slowly Enclose me Drown me slowly alright Drown me slowly Enfold me Drown me slowly All that I took with me was a bad taste in my mouth Went all around the world just couldn't spit it out Just like ground zero was the surface of the sun That's a sickness I can't fix it not all at once [Chorus] So drown me slowly Enclose me Drown me slowly alright Drown me slowly Enfold me Drown me slowly Don't let them take you down You'll leave a better world than you found Don't let them take you down You'll leave a better world than you found Don't let them take you down Don't let them take you down Don't let them take you down Don't let them take you down [Chorus] So drown me slowly Enclose me Drown me slowly alright Drown me slowly Enfold me Drown me slowly Drown me slowly Drown me slowly Drown me slowly |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
Anchor the night, open the sky
Hide in the hours before sunrise Pray for me not, I won't lose sight Of where I belong and where you lie Well, heaven's dead when you get sad I see your wishes fly Out of time For the best time you've had Shipwreck the sun, I'm on your side An army of one, onward we will ride Whisper your songs, birds to the air We'll bury all of our burdens there Well, heaven's dead when you get sad I see your wishes fly Out of time For the best time you've had Heaven's dead when you get sad I see your wishes flying Out of time For the best time you've had For the best time you've had Best time you had Heaven's dead when you get sad Heaven's dead when you get sad I see your wishes fly Out of time For the best time you've had Heaven's dead when you get sad I see your wishes flying Out of time I'll take it all, arrows or guns Hundreds more to save you from one To save you from one To save you from one Heaven's dead when you get sad |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
Like a Stone
On a cobweb afternoon In a room full of emptiness By a freeway I confess I was lost in the pages Of a book full of death Reading how we'll die alone And if we're good we'll lay to rest Anywhere we want to go In your house I long to be Room by room patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone On my deathbed I will pray To the gods and the angels Like a pagan to anyone Who will take me to Heaven To a place I recall I was there so long ago The sky was bruised The wine was bled And there you led me on In your house I long to be Room by room patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone And on I read Until the day was gone And I sat in regret Of all the things I've done For all that I've blessed And all that I've wronged In dreams until my death I will wander on |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
You give me a heart attack
You look like the summertime You call me an artifact But I'll save that for another time I could be rich or poor I don't need anymore Keep your love inside the kitchen You can feed me anything Leave the feathers on the chicken Peel the leather from your skin I can be young or old Sweet or sad, hot or cold Man or animal, I don't care at all Find the antidote underneath the dose Man or animal, obidient- out of control I will love you more than money I will breathe you in the smoke I will drink you in my honey Sweet and golden down my throat When you're right, when you're wrong Head is near, eyes are gone You can drown my appetite I will sip your tears at night You can tie me to a chair Skin and bones, I don't care I could be rich or poor I don't need anymore Man or animal, I don't care at all Find the antidote underneath the dose Man or animal, obedient- out of control Man or animal, I don't care at all Find the antidote underneath the dose Man or animal, obedient- out of control out of control You give me a heart attack I will give you more than that You give me a heart attack I will give you more than that |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
When I first came to this island
that I called by own name I was happy in this fortress, in my exile I remained But the hours grew so empty and the ocean sent her waves In the figure of a woman and she pulled me out to sea [Chorus] When you come down to take me home send my soul away When you come round you'll make me whole send my soul away On the altar of a sunrise was a wedding in the waves And inside her shown a young light from her labor I was saved Though I've traveled long in darkness in her harvest I'm embraced [Chorus] When you come down to take me home send my soul away When you come round you'll make me whole send my soul away Now the spires and the gables grow in orchards to the sky And the blessings on my table multiply and divide [Chorus] When you come down to take me home send my soul away Yeah when you come round you'll make me whole send my soul away Yeah when you come down to take me home when you come round you'll make me whole Yeah when you come round to take me home Send my soul away send my soul away Send my soul away send my soul away |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
Help me, I don't know what I'm doing
Help me before I fall to ruin And if I'm blind, I will lead you on Come, follow me now before our time is gone And as you're laughing at this fool tonight Let me rid myself of any line that I might use to trip you up And as I'm howling at the moonlight Don't you kid yourself, I will be your luck And never be your curse Never be your curse Help me, I don't know what I'm saying Sometimes this tongue can be betraying And if I'm wrong, is that such a crime? And if you want, you can set my words to right And as you're laughing at this fool tonight Let me rid myself of any line that I might use to trip you up And as I'm howling at the moonlight Don't you kid yourself, I will be your luck And if your eyes forget to well And if your lies forget to tell And if our paths forget to cross It doesn't mean you're lost So as you're laughing at this fool tonight Let me rid myself of any line that I might use to trip you up And as I'm howling at the moonlight Don't you kid yourself, I will be your luck As you're laughing at this fool tonight Let me rid myself of any line that I might use to trip you up And as I'm howling at the moonlight Don't you kid yourself, I will be your luck Even at my worst I will be your luck Never be your curse |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
Was a time early in life
When I hated everything Born too young, top of my lungs Sitting on the bottom rung Took advice from the wrong shoulder Took a lot of everything I've decided to make it alright with my Halo I'm complete Halo With me underneath Halo I'm reborn I can do no wrong Black and blue, suffering fools By the age of seventeen Low and high, just one more time Felt like an eternity Right or wrong, never too strong Friends became my enemies God forsaken, but never too late with my Halo I'm complete Halo With me underneath Halo I'm reborn I can do no wrong You'll never change You'll never change Halo I'm complete Halo With me underneath Halo I'm reborn I can do no Halo I'm complete Halo With me underneath Halo I'm reborn I can do no wrong |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
Beauty is what the eyes behold
And you burn brighter than most I chased you thru the midnight streets To be where I could speak freely I didn't care what tomorrow held I felt the world turning only for us Only bliss now for you and me Rise up let life's kiss send us reeling And unlike the times before From yesterday comes tomorrow When life comes alive the past moves aside No regrets and no remorse We have more than everything More than man or machine More than luck More than fiction Higher than any religion And unlike the times before From yesterday comes tomorrow When life comes alive the past moves aside No regrets and no remorse We'll squeeze the blood out of life And say goodnight to the silver of old Even when wrong we're right Far beyond the world of diamonds and gold I've come to realize Where happiness lies I want you to know I know And unlike the times before When life comes alive the past moves aside No regrets no remorse |
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from Audioslave 2집 - Out Of Exile (2005)
Now one fell asleep in the street and he never woke up
And now one died in pieces in his bed with a mouth full of bones And one threatened me long ago, I saw him melt in the bright light of day And one laid to rest in a field under stories and clones I've been wanderin sideways I've stared straight into the sun Still I don't know why you're dying Long before your time has come Your time has come Now one took some bullets in the chest in a deal gone wrong And one got a little too depressed and he went and jumped the gun One got shot right in the face and he somehow survived But he doesn't know my name or who I am and I'm not surprised I've been wanderin sideways I've stared straight into the sun Still I don't know why you're dying Long before your time has come I've been wanderin sideways I've stared straight into the sun Still I don't know why you're dying Long before your time has come I've seen 50,000 names all engraved on a stone Most of them men under the grave years before I was born All of them left brothers and sisters and mothers behind And most of their family and friends have all had their time I've been wanderin sideways I've stared straight into the sun And I don't know why you're dying Long before your time has come I've been wanderin sideways I've stared straight into the sun And I don't know why you're dying Long before your time has come Long before your time has come Long before your time has come And your time has come |
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from Grand Theft Auto [ost] (2004)
Killing in the name of
Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Killing in the name of Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that bore crosses Killing in the name of Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya now you're under control And now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified for wearing the badge they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge they're the chosen whites Come on Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Fuck you I won't do what you tell me Mother fucker |
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from Collateral (콜래트럴) by James Newton Howard [ost] (2004)
Shadows on the Sun
Once upons a time I was of the mind To lay your burden down And leave you where you stood And you believed I could You'd seen it done before I could read your thoughts Tell you what you saw And never say a word Now all that is gone Over with and done- never to return (chorus 1) I can tell you why People die alone I can tell you I'm A shadow on the sun Staring at the loss Looking for a cause And never really sure Nothing but a hole To live without a soul And nothing to be learned (chorus 2) I can tell you why People go insane I can show you how You could do the same I can tell you why The end will never come I can tell you I'm A shadow on the sun Shapes of every size Move behind my eyes Doors inside my head Bolted from within Every drop of flame Lights a candle in Memory of the one Who lives inside my skin |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Ughh!
Hey yo, it's just another bombtrack...ughh! Hey yo, it's just another bombtrack...yeah! It goes a-1, 2, 3... Hey yo, it's just another bombtrack And suckas be thinkin' that they can fade this But I'm gonna drop it at a higher level 'Cause I'm inclined to stoop down Hand out some beat-downs Cold runna train on punk ho's that Think they run the game But I learned to burn that bridge and delete Those who compete...at a level that's obsolete Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag As I recall our downfall And the business that burned us all See through the news and the views that twist reality Enough I call the bluff Fuck Manifest destiny Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn With the thoughts from a militant mind Hardline, hardline after hardline Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn It goes a-1, 2, 3 Another funky radical bombtrack Started as a sketch in my notebook And now dope hooks make punks take another look My thoughts ya hear and ya begin to fear That ya card will get pulled if ya interfere With the thoughts from a militant mind Hardline, hardline after hardline Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Ughh!
Hey yo, it's just another bombtrack...ughh! Hey yo, it's just another bombtrack...yeah! It goes a-1, 2, 3... Hey yo, it's just another bombtrack And suckas be thinkin' that they can fade this But I'm gonna drop it at a higher level 'Cause I'm inclined to stoop down Hand out some beat-downs Cold runna train on punk ho's that Think they run the game But I learned to burn that bridge and delete Those who compete...at a level that's obsolete Instead I warm my hands upon the flames of the flag As I recall our downfall And the business that burned us all See through the news and the views that twist reality Enough I call the bluff Fuck Manifest destiny Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn With the thoughts from a militant mind Hardline, hardline after hardline Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn It goes a-1, 2, 3 Another funky radical bombtrack Started as a sketch in my notebook And now dope hooks make punks take another look My thoughts ya hear and ya begin to fear That ya card will get pulled if ya interfere With the thoughts from a militant mind Hardline, hardline after hardline Landlords and power whores On my people they took turns Dispute the suits I ignite And then watch 'em burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn Burn! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
My fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories The frontier of loss They try to escape across the street where Jesus stripped bare And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture In the name of my In the name of my Born of a broken man But not a broken man Born of a broken man Never a broken man Like autumn leaves His sense fell from him An empty glass of himself Shattered somewhere within His thoughts like a hundred moths Trapped in a lampshade Somewhere within Their wings banging and burning On through endless nights Forever awake he lies shaking and starving Praying for someone to turn off the light Born of a broken man Never a broken man Born of a broken man But not a broken man My fears hunt me down Capturing my memories The frontier of loss They try to escape across the street where Jesus stripped bare And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture In the name of my In the name of my Born of a broken man But not a broken man Born of a broken man Never a broken man |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
My fears hunt me down
Capturing my memories The frontier of loss They try to escape across the street where Jesus stripped bare And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture In the name of my In the name of my Born of a broken man But not a broken man Born of a broken man Never a broken man Like autumn leaves His sense fell from him An empty glass of himself Shattered somewhere within His thoughts like a hundred moths Trapped in a lampshade Somewhere within Their wings banging and burning On through endless nights Forever awake he lies shaking and starving Praying for someone to turn off the light Born of a broken man Never a broken man Born of a broken man But not a broken man My fears hunt me down Capturing my memories The frontier of loss They try to escape across the street where Jesus stripped bare And raped the spirit he was supposed to nurture In the name of my In the name of my Born of a broken man But not a broken man Born of a broken man Never a broken man |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika Nothin' proper about ya propaganda Fools follow rules when the set commands ya Said it was blue When ya blood was read That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head I give a shout out to the living dead Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized So serene on the screen You were mesmerised Cellular phones soundin' a death tone Corporations cold Turn ya to stone before ya realise They load the clip in omnicolour Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz And mutha fuckas lost their minds Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Run it! Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Checka, checka, check it out They load the clip in omnicolour Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz And mutha fuckas lost their minds No escape from the mass mind rape Play it again jack and then rewind the tape And then play it again and again and again Until ya mind is locked in Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya They say jump and ya say how high Ya brain-dead Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Uggh! Yeah! Yea! Ya standin' in line Believin' the lies Ya bowin' down to the flag Ya gotta bullet in ya head Ya standin' in line Believin' the lies Ya bowin' down to the flag Ya gotta bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head! Yeah! Yeah! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika Nothin' proper about ya propaganda Fools follow rules when the set commands ya Said it was blue When ya blood was read That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head Blasted through ya head I give a shout out to the living dead Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized So serene on the screen You were mesmerised Cellular phones soundin' a death tone Corporations cold Turn ya to stone before ya realise They load the clip in omnicolour Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz And mutha fuckas lost their minds Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Run it! Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Checka, checka, check it out They load the clip in omnicolour Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz And mutha fuckas lost their minds No escape from the mass mind rape Play it again jack and then rewind the tape And then play it again and again and again Until ya mind is locked in Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya They say jump and ya say how high Ya brain-dead Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Just victims of the in-house drive-by They say jump, you say how high Uggh! Yeah! Yea! Ya standin' in line Believin' the lies Ya bowin' down to the flag Ya gotta bullet in ya head Ya standin' in line Believin' the lies Ya bowin' down to the flag Ya gotta bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! A bullet in ya head! Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head! Yeah! Yeah! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Come wit it now!
Come wit it now! The microphone explodes, shattering the molds Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-op Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons That five sided fist-a-gon Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets bigger Tha triggers cold empty ya purse Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library Line up to tha mind cemetary now What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an movin' They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells Bulls on parade Come wit it now! Come wit it now! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Come wit it now!
Come wit it now! The microphone explodes, shattering the molds Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-op Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons That five sided fist-a-gon Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets bigger Tha triggers cold empty ya purse Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library Line up to tha mind cemetary now What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an movin' They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells Bulls on parade Come wit it now! Come wit it now! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
I be walkin god like a dog
My narrative fearless Word war returns to burn Like Baldwin home from Paris, Uh Like steel from a furnace I was born landless Yes its tha native son Born of Zapatas guns Stroll through the shanties And tha cities remains Same bodies buried hungry But with different last names The vultures robbin everything Leave nothing but chains Pick a point on the globe Yes tha pictures tha same Theres a bank, theres a church, a myth and a hearse A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth Theres a widow pig parrot A rebel to tame A whitehooded judge A syringe and a vein And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? Calm like a bomb This aint subliminal Feel the critical mass approach horizon Tha pulse of the condemned Sound off Americas demise Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker Yes I spit fire Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires Yes back through tha shanties and tha cities remains Same bodies buried hungry, uh-huh With different last names, uh-huh The vultures robbin everyone Leave nothing but chains Pick a point here at home Yes the pictures tha same Theres a field full of slaves Some corn and some debt Theres a ditch full of bodies Tha check for the rent Theres a tap, tha phone, tha silence of stone The numb black screen That be feelin like home And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? Calm like a bomb Theres a mass without roofs A prison to fill Theres a countrys soul that reads post no bills Theres a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill Theres a right to obey And a right to kill |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
I be walkin god like a dog
My narrative fearless Word war returns to burn Like Baldwin home from Paris, Uh Like steel from a furnace I was born landless Yes its tha native son Born of Zapatas guns Stroll through the shanties And tha cities remains Same bodies buried hungry But with different last names The vultures robbin everything Leave nothing but chains Pick a point on the globe Yes tha pictures tha same Theres a bank, theres a church, a myth and a hearse A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth Theres a widow pig parrot A rebel to tame A whitehooded judge A syringe and a vein And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? Calm like a bomb This aint subliminal Feel the critical mass approach horizon Tha pulse of the condemned Sound off Americas demise Tha anti-myth rhythm rock shocker Yes I spit fire Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires Yes back through tha shanties and tha cities remains Same bodies buried hungry, uh-huh With different last names, uh-huh The vultures robbin everyone Leave nothing but chains Pick a point here at home Yes the pictures tha same Theres a field full of slaves Some corn and some debt Theres a ditch full of bodies Tha check for the rent Theres a tap, tha phone, tha silence of stone The numb black screen That be feelin like home And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard What ya say? What ya say? What ya say? What? Calm like a bomb Theres a mass without roofs A prison to fill Theres a countrys soul that reads post no bills Theres a strike and a line of cops outside of tha mill Theres a right to obey And a right to kill |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Uggh!
Pull, pull Wuh! (Sung sorta like Michael Jackson) Come on! Uggh! Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list All live, never on a floppy disk Inka, inka, bottle of ink Paintings of rebellion Drawn up by the thoughts I think Yeah! Come on! The militant poet in once again, check it It's set up like a deck of cards They're sending us to early graves For all the diamonds They'll use a pair of clubs to beat the spades With poetry I paint the pictures that hit More like the murals that fit Don't turn away Get in front of it Brotha, did ya forget ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall Playin' tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three brothers gone Come on Doesn't that make it three in a row? Spoken quietly: "Anger is a gift" Come on! Uggh! (Guitar solo) Check that! Uggh! Come on Yeah Uggh Brotha, did ya forget ya name? Did ya lose it on the wall Playin' tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal Three million gone Come on 'Cause they're counting backwards to zero Environment The environment exceeding on the level Of our unconciousness For example What does the billboard say Come and play, come and play Forget about the movement Spoken quietly: "Anger is a gift" Yeeeaaahhhh! Uggh! Awww, bring that shit in! Uggh! Hey! Freedom...yea... Freedom...yea right... Freedom...yeeeaaahhh! Freedom! Yea! Freedom! Yea right! Freedom! Yea! Freedom! Yea! Right! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground No shelter if youre looking for shade I lick shots at the brutal charade As the polls close like a casket On truth devoured Silent play in the shadow of power A spectacle monopolized The cameras eyes on choice disguised Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil? Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil? Yes a spectacle monopolized They hold the reins, stole your eyes All the fistagons the bullets and bombs Who stuff the banks Who staff the party ranks More for Gore or the son of a drug lord None of the above fuck it cut the cord Lights out guerilla Radio Turn that shit up Contact I highjacked the frequencies Blockin the beltway Move on DC Way past the days of bombin MCs Sound off Mumia guan be free Who gottem yo check the federal file All you pen devils know the trial was vile Army of pigs try to silence my style Off em all out that box its my radio dial Lights out guerilla Radio Turn that shit up It has to start somewhere It has to start sometime What better place than here What better time than nowAll hell cant stop us now All hell cant stop us nowAll hell cant stop us now All hell cant stop us now All hell cant stop us now All hell cant stop us now |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Hey don't miss out on
what you're passing you're missing the hootah of the funky buddah eluder of the fed up style's that get wicked so come on as I start to kick it cause we're like outlaws sriding while suckers are hiding jump behind the bush when you see me driving by hanging out my window and my magnum taking out some putohs acting kind of loco I'm just another local kid from the street getting paid for my vocals Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand I be doing all the dumb shit yo cause nothing is coming from it I'm not gonna waste no time fing around I got ya humming humming coming at ya then you know I had to gat ya time for some action just a fraction of friction I got the clearance to run the interference in to your sattle light shining a battle light Sen got the gat and I know that we'll gat you right here's an example just a little sample how could I just kill a man one time tried to come in my home take my chrome I said yo it's on take cover son or you're assed out how do you like my chrome then I watched the rookie pass out didn't have to blast him but I did any way young punk had to pay so I just killed a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man It's gonna be a long time before I finish one of the many missions that I have to establish to lite my spliff ignite you with insite so if you ain't down bullshit say some punk tried to get you for your auto would call the one time and play the rolemmodel No I think you'll play like a thug next hear the shot of a magnum slug humming coming at ya yeah you know I'm going to get cha How do you know where I'm at when you haven't been where I've been understand where I'm coming from When you're up on the hill in your big home I'm out here risking my dome just for a bucket or a faster ducket just to stay alive yo I got to say fit here is something you can't understand how I could just kill a man here is something you can't understand how I could just kill a man here is something you can't understand how I could just kill a man here is something you can't understand how I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man Here is something you can't understand How I could just kill a man How I could just kill a man How I could just kill a man |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Coolin on the scene like a horse in a stable
A brother got ill and tried to snatch a fat cable I stepped back, like it wasn't no thing I Punched him in the jaw with the fat gold ring I had an ace in the hole when it came to that Yo Z you was packin? You know was strapped Posse kept rollin it was hard to get with 'em So I stepped back, and unbuttoned my Lee denim They kept coming, just like I figured So I stepped back, and started sprayin niggaz What a way to go out, out like a sucker But I'm on track, like a Long Island train that can head up your mission, suckers who be dissing Always on my jock like a snake always hissing Grabbing and tapping me like Luther Vandross Take me to the bar for the drink and make a toast Givin best wishes to the best MC And when the spot is blown and yo you know it's me Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin Because I'm housin Because I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Coolin' at a party, no better yet disco Head feelin' mellow from a bottle of Cisco Move... To crush and fry a sucker MC like crisco Gimme the cue, check one two Don't try to come off on me, because you doo-doo You treatin me the Z to the D, like a stepchild Let me tell you homeboy you're livin foul MC's, you know who you are On the bandwagon Why Z? Cuz you a star This is the year when the joker's are wild When a fag can't hack it and try to bite your style I get hip to the scheme, before it happens If it gets wild, then I start cappin But for now, since everything's calm Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin Because I'm housin C'mon Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb 'Cause I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin Relate to the matter as I drop the bomb Because I'm housin Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) Relate to the matter, relate to the matter, relate to the matter as I drop the bomb ('cause I'm housin) 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin 'Cause I'm housin |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
I'm gonna kick 'em out
Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy now, baby I know how you want it, child, Hot, sweet, and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand And then they kick out the jams, yes Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out Yes I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' And the sound that abounds and Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it, baby You can't do without When you get the feelin' You've got the sounds above Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out So you got to get it up And then can't get enough That's what .... 'Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane, makes you crazy The ...... the faster you funk If you wanna feed my rocket Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes kick out the jams I done kick 'em out |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
I'm gonna kick 'em out
Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy now, baby I know how you want it, child, Hot, sweet, and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand And then they kick out the jams, yes Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out Yes I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' And the sound that abounds and Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it, baby You can't do without When you get the feelin' You've got the sounds above Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out So you got to get it up And then can't get enough That's what .... 'Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane, makes you crazy The ...... the faster you funk If you wanna feed my rocket Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes kick out the jams I done kick 'em out |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Killing in the name of!
Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Huh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Uggh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya! Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Come on! Yeah! Come on! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Motherfucker! Uggh! |
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Killing in the name of!
Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Huh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya But now you do what they told ya Well now you do what they told ya Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that were forces are the same that burn crosses Uggh! Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control And now you do what they told ya! Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites Come on! Yeah! Come on! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me! Motherfucker! Uggh! |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Huh!
Yeah, we're comin' back then with another bombtrack Think ya know what it's all about Huh! Hey yo, so check this out Yeah! Know your enemy! Come on! Born with insight and a raised fist A witness to the slit wrist, that's with As we move into '92 Still in a room without a view Ya got to know Ya got to know That when I say go, go, go Amp up and amplify Defy I'm a brother with a furious mind Action must be taken We don't need the key We'll break in Something must be done About vengeance, a badge and a gun 'Cause I'll rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system I was born to rage against 'em Fist in ya face, in the place And I'll drop the style clearly Know your enemy...Know your enemy! Yeah! Hey yo, and dick with this...uggh! Word is born Fight the war, fuck the norm Now I got no patience So sick of complacence With the D the E the F the I the A the N the C the E Mind of a revolutionary So clear the lane The finger to the land of the chains What? The land of the free? Whoever told you that is your enemy Now something must be done About vengeance, a badge and a gun 'Cause I'll rip the mike, rip the stage, rip the system I was born to rage against 'em Now action must be taken We don't need the key We'll break in I've got no patience now So sick of complacence now I've got no patience now So sick of complacence now Sick of sick of sick of sick of you Time has come to pay... Know your enemy! Come on! Yes I know my enemies They're the teachers who taught me to fight me Compromise, conformity, assimilation, submission Ignorance, hypocrisy, brutality, the elite All of which are American dreams (8 times) All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams All of which are American dreams |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
The main attraction, distraction
got ya number than number than numb Empty ya pockets son, they got you thinkin that What ya need is what they sellin Make you think that buyin is rebellin From the theaters to malls on every shore The thin line between entertainment and war The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here Speilberg the nightmare works so push it far Amistad was a whip, the truth was feathered and tarred Memories erased, burned and scarred Trade in ya history for a VCR Cinema, simulated life, ill drama Fourth Reich culture, Americana Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for The thin line between entertainment and war There be no shelter here The frontline is everywhere Hospitals not profit full Yet market bulls got pockets full To advertise some hip disguise View tha world from American eyes Tha poor adore keep fiendin for more Tha thin line between entertainment and war They fix the need, develop the taste Buy their products or get laid to waste Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on Godzilla pure muthafuckin filler To keep ya eyes off the real killer Cinema, simulated life, ill drama Fourth Reich culture, Americana Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for Tha thin line between entertainment and war American eyes, American eyes.... View the world from American eyes Bury the past, rob us blind And leave nothin behind Just stare Relive the nightmare |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
The main attraction, distraction
got ya number than number than numb Empty ya pockets son, they got you thinkin that What ya need is what they sellin Make you think that buyin is rebellin From the theaters to malls on every shore The thin line between entertainment and war The frontline is everywhere, there be no shelter here Speilberg the nightmare works so push it far Amistad was a whip, the truth was feathered and tarred Memories erased, burned and scarred Trade in ya history for a VCR Cinema, simulated life, ill drama Fourth Reich culture, Americana Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for The thin line between entertainment and war There be no shelter here The frontline is everywhere Hospitals not profit full Yet market bulls got pockets full To advertise some hip disguise View tha world from American eyes Tha poor adore keep fiendin for more Tha thin line between entertainment and war They fix the need, develop the taste Buy their products or get laid to waste Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on Godzilla pure muthafuckin filler To keep ya eyes off the real killer Cinema, simulated life, ill drama Fourth Reich culture, Americana Chained to the dream they got ya searchin for Tha thin line between entertainment and war American eyes, American eyes.... View the world from American eyes Bury the past, rob us blind And leave nothin behind Just stare Relive the nightmare |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
Yeah people come up
Yeah, we better turn tha bass up on this one Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and overseen Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream Wit their borders and boots on top of us Pullin' knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis But how you gonna get what you need ta get? Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet Tha fifth sun sets get back reclaim Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed Now face tha funk now blastin' out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came ta try and steal ya name But now you got a gun, yeah this is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! Yeah, neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back Ya spine cracked for tobacco, oh I'm the Marlboro man, uh Our past blastin' on through the verses Brigades of taxi cabs rollin' Broadway like hearses Troops strippin' zoots, shots of red mist, Sailors blood on tha deck, come sista resist From tha era of terror check this photo lens, Now tha city of angels does the ethnic cleanse Uh, heads bobbin' to tha funk out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came to try and steal ya name But now you found a gun, you're history, this is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Yeah! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around! Of the sun |
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from Rage Against The Machine - Live At The Grand Olympic... [video, live] (2003)
The world is my expense
The cost of my desire Jesus blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire So raise your fists And march around Just dont take what you need Ill jail and bury those committed And smother the rest in greed Crawl with me into tomorrow Or Ill drag you to your grave Im deep inside your children Theyll betray you in my name Sleep now in the fire The lie is my expense The scope of my desire The party blessed me with its future And I protect it with fire I am the Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire Sleep now in the fire For its the end of history Its caged and frozen still There is no other pill to take So swallow the one That made you ill The Nina The Pinta The Santa Maria The noose and the rapist The fields overseer The agents of orange The priests of Hiroshima The cost of my desire Sleep now in the fire |
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