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What's at stake
01:54
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So you wanna teach me you’re socially aware
And I’m not that much
You buy from fair trade and give to the
red cross
oh you've read all the good books , you
think you can look down on me but no
You look nice and give,
But you do it for you
And self complacency
I’m not better but I know what I’ ll be,not a fraud
Tiny things are what matters, and commitment
done with concern and hope
Acts without belief mean nothing, you say you’re on
the good path but do you care
What’s at stake
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We may have good food but we're almost never
in a good mood
killing roads, expensive tolls
unheard furious ghetto youth,
hyped and careless golden youth
constant strikes and two paced justice
B minus punkrock lyrics and singing with
a weird accent
is an art
We have free healthcare and police everywhere
freedom fries with bullet sauce
soccer players are our gods
big gap between generations
there's no pride but that's ok
Great country of lies and lecturers wanna-be
we steal oil we're not waging war
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there's a serial number on my neck where is it from?
Solace my fear is this freedom or permission.
I asked for a dream I was offered a career,
I order my coffin they advice me cremation
Excuse my failure to raise my fist we are to build.
The higher we build, the better is the loan.
Cuttin' out the frills keep the costume ironed, cuttin'out the frills.
Fanciful rebellion, shouting in an empty street, gimme more option.
Wanted to hold a future, they cut me with a shopping card,
I'm just another brick in the mall, smash the pane break the iron collar.
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4. |
Share with the class
02:28
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Making amens to vanity, ambitions
while the ship sinks
Loving things that won't love you back
accumulate drowning what's in the mirror
Far from what we aspire to feel
I swear I will hold on to what I care
Just keep asking but never give
and end up stranded inside
optimize, rationalize, calculate
losing sight of
what really counts I'll carry on
I might fail but I will try
My smile (won't match theirs)
Set me free from the greed (it drags me down)
Sharpened grins Words left unsaid
Pillars of a realm built on sand
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5. |
The G8 debt part.2
03:12
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My democracy is built
With the blood of africa
Your France-Africa policy is a commercial theft agreement
but don’t worry we ratified the Third world debt
And if Mr third world comes ringing at my door
I’ll poison his harvests, and ask for my check
And if Mrs third world comes knocking on my door
I’ll take out her clothes and let her children die.
They keep us ignorant, blind and amnesiac
Hide our eyes away, from slaughters
With consumption and lies
The oil exploitation remains unscathed
Simulated ballots, in dis information
And if Mr third world comes ringing at my door
I’ll poison his harvests, and ask for my check
Can’t you see
Our peace is standing on
A fucking pauper’s grave
The hopes of thousands die at europe’s doors
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I'd sell my Pod for peace on earth
I'll dress in black to be leftist
You'd make a website to free Tibet
Or join the women struggle
and tell this on Your Space
Join the club
advertisement space for a clean riot
I am told we're idealess
well, that's not true I am tatooed
This song is written to prove you wrong
I sort trashes, it's on my blog
You, loud-mouthed know-it-alls
I'm a question mark generation
a screen, a rumor, now i can be
What i "seem to be" outweighs "what you are"
your good will for sale at the salvation army store
I would give all I have
for these doubts to be erased
too polished, standard cynicism
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NOWADAYZ Bordeaux, France
Punk rock not Bombs.
we're from Bordeaux, France.
Writing songs about things we think above futile since
2002. No lecture here, but things to say. Punk rock is to us the best music to do it. because the will is (still) for free. well, we're also a bunch of friendly guys.
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