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Class War
00:38
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Eat the rich feed the poor
Class war class war
We aren’t gona take it no more
Class war class war
Run the yuppies outa town
Class war class war
And then burn their condos down
Class war class war
Class war class war
Now let’s throw bricks at the rich
Class war class war
Leave their bodies in a ditch
Class war class war
Time to guillotine the elite
Class war class war
The fall of them will be neat
Class war class war
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Apathy
01:21
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Tv talks of violence and war
But not the one outside your door
People out killing the poor
By people who just want more and more
Needless violence bloody gore
No one asking what it’s for
Your apathy (x3) will kill us all
We are all at war until we all are free
Time to kill your apathy
How aren’t you filled with dread
Pacified with what you read
“It’s ok” is what the politicians said
These lies that were all fed
Cities bombed and streets run red
Will you care when we’re all dead
Your apathy (x3) will kill us all
We are all at war until we all are free
Time to kill your apathy
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Nightstick
00:10
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Nightstick
Across my head
Nightstick
Beat me dead
Nightstick
Bash my brains
Night stick
These pigs are insane
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Serf City
01:36
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People in the city are
Working themselves to death
On their hands and knees
Til their last dying breath
Put in a place of
Constant servitude
To a fucking class
That’s plain fucking rude
Wave of yuppies got us
Caught in the undertow
Swept away our lives
With no where left to go
(Except)
Serf city x3
Now it’s time to hang ten
In the city of only two
The servers and the serve
What are we supposed to do
Condos looming over
Our heads like a tsunami
Down to Delores beach
City changed right in front of me
Where we going to go?
To Portland or LA
Gota dodge those tides
Before you get swept away
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Wanting total domination
Take control of the other nation
Blow the rest to damnnation
Here comes the annihilation
Welcome to this world of ours
Where peace is won through wars
All of this murder for some oil
So much suffering pain and toil
Starving our people and bombing theirs
People at the top don’t fucking care
How many trillions will we spend
Will this suffering ever end
Drones disguised as doves
Rain death from above
They say they bring peace
Yet bloodshed won’t cease
Drones they drop the bombs
Til the strange are gone
Gov play the victim
Kill for the system
(Kill for the system NO)
Here we are the final hour
Death machines painted with flowers
Blood of the innocent continues to spill
The US government will continue kill
Look at the drones they fly so high
Look at the innocent continue to die
Day by day the bombs will drop
What will it take to make it stop
Drones disguised as doves
Rain death from above
They say they bring peace
Yet bloodshed won’t cease
Drones they drop the bombs
Til the strange are gone
Gov play the victim
Kill for the system
(Kill for the system now)
Wanting total domination
Take control of the other nation
Blow the rest to damnnation
Here comes the annihilation
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Doc and the Parasites San Francisco, California
Punk straight out of the capitalist hellscape of San Franciscos screaming about the shit we hate.
Peace and Anarchy
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