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Rage Against The Machine The Battle Of Los Angeles

Oh wait a minute now Ha aha c'mon Wait a minute now Check To the young R to the E the B to the E the L Never give up just live up fed upon America I

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 the boss She

You be the spark that set the prairie fires on Make the masses a mastodon path to trample the fascists on At fifteen exposed Phillys finest killing machine

: 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

: Oh...wait a minute now.. Ha ha ha....Come on.. Wait a minute now.. Check.. [Zack de la Rocha] To the Young R to the E, the B to the E, the L Never

: [Zack de la Rocha - *whispering*] My fears hunt me down.. Capturing my memories.. The frontier of loss.. They try to escape across the street where

: The hills find 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

be tha spark That set all tha prairie fires on Make tha masses a mastodon path To trample tha fascists on At fifteen exposed Philly's finest killing machine

: Hungry people don't stay hungry for long They get hope from fire and smoke as they reach for tha dawn Tha spirit of Jackson Now screams through tha