i wont wear your uniform and i wont play the part stolen dreams and stolen youth but you cannot steal my heart propagndists piss-pot poor is the moniker
yeah we got a right to beat you down get on the ground yeah we're rising up to put you down ultra gang on the street tonight single out the scum amidst
i guess i shouldnt blame you for all the pitfalls in my life all self obsessed and a callous broken will an ounce of booze to chase your shame wont make
On the west most coast of Babylon is the devil's septic jewel An L.A. summer with the streets ablaze is for the starry eyed and fools There ain't nothin
Complacent working class get up and off your ass You say you'd die for freedom but the riot never comes We need a revolution A social Evolution, The
anarchists Bigots, racists, politicians and all the Christian coalitions Protect the sovereign rights of the old fat rich and white $40 for the year, stop the immigration here God
What can you do when you're born a broken soul, Broken homes & no love shown, empty pockets & empty hearts, I've been at constant war & I've never questioned
It must be hard with your head up your ass and a chip on your shoulder soap-box next with a one-track mind, tattoos, boots and pretty white shirts (hey
I've been stripped down and kicked out and shown the fucking door, don't need no friends to make amends 'cause i'm the one at war, a word to the wise
Said you were my sister, our bond was so strong, age 15 we made the scene, but girl where have you gone? Could I say I miss you, when you betrayed my
future's black as the world burns with the pigs in power are taking turns fucking you and feeding off your flesh from the corners to the capitol we all
we'd been twelve years down so they rallied all around and they offered up the boys to die trading blood for money, selling flags and spining lies and
The devil plays hits where you'd least expect Its cold and dark when you're buried alive See how it feels marching into the flames. Its warm and bright
The devil plays hits where you'd least expect It's cold and dark when you're buried alive See how it feels marching into the flames. It's warm and bright
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