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Idealized new art insurrections
Awake all night so to plan the next actions
Though nay-sayers said...
Our attempts were not missed.
(To be) young and strange, to transform
space, with new ideas to be dangerous.
Some tactics change, yet the goals remain.
Found new life
New decisions
Embraced new places and transition
How do we live our convictions?
Won't let the theory replace action.
Have we failed?
Failed to change the world?
Will we fail to change the world?
We're still here
We still believe
Changing time didn't cloud our eyes
We still see
Wars will be waged
Children raised
Giving in had never looked as good
Have we failed?
Failed to change the world?
Will we fail to change the world?
Set out on the search for myself
Travelled the world seeking it out
Found self realisation from within
Truth is just the lie of ideals
This which taught my heart to fear
Yet all my fears relieved by the new ideas.
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Take, take cover within the veil
as you've cast us all out
Would it end if you could just end it all?
Wrap yourself in, leave this world as it is
So defamed and despised within the wreckage of life
Would it all end?
Yes, we're fighting
Hell yes, we're fighting
Yes, we're fighting
Hell yes, we're fighting
Why?
There is a reason why
If we walked away from death
It was hand in hand
Yes, we're fighting
Hell yes, we're fighting.
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3. |
Never Trust A Cop
02:14
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In a white pinstripe suit, in a stretched limousine
Someone is kicking you down
And in long black robes, and tall oak desk
Someone is kicking you down
Lookin' down from an office on the 18th floor
Someone is kicking you down
And he's never gonna stop, as long as he lives
Or as long as it lives in him
There's something not right
There's a telephone ringing, yet you're afraid to answer
Someone is kicking you down
A bottle by your bed as you lay wide awake
Someone is kicking you down
And nobody has to say it, nobody has to say it
Someone is kicking you down
And they won't ever stop as long as they live
Or as long as it lives in them
There's a lock on your door,
But it won't keep them out
There's a leash around your neck,
But you don't know who holds it
There's a lie in your ear,
But you don't know who told it
Yeah, someone is kicking you down
You looked that cop right in the eye
And he looked you right back
DEAD in the eye
If every Tom Joad could meet their Joe Hill
Every Holden Caulfield could meet their Thoreau
We won't take ashes for the fire
When there is a flame
Trust yourself
It is there
It is there.
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4. |
Rue D' Bamako
03:59
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5. |
Struck By The Wild
05:12
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I slept as if I never were
To wake again
I am your he
I am your poisoner and your healer by turns
Dark forces are at work here
Tragic that a chorus from the past
Can so destroy my efforts here
I want to be a good father
And I want to see my dreams
You call that naive?
Naive to think there's something more
Than what this life presents?
You would have my sould admit to
Lay me in the ground
No
But it is naive to think that now
I have to sell my soul
I will not lay me down
Cliff after cliff after cliff after
Cliff after cliff after cliff
This is the thin line
Is that what I fell?
When I take your hand
Into the darkness...
So much weights against our spirits
But we hold each others
With the strenght to free what comes
Every moment reveals hope or despair
We find both in each
To which we set our minds
That is the task
And not to sleep to soud...
Not to sleep to sound...
Step aside
You mountains of hardest stone
You deserts of drowing heat
Step aside
Years and years and years
The history of the world
Means nothing
Lay me in the ground
I will ride across the world
Setp aside
You gates of tempered steel
You gates of heaven and hell
I am alive.
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(Have we not been)
Led, astray and transformed
Confined as cultural slaves
Signed their cheques with our sweat
While the master's made their way
So defined and in line as
Capitalism leads to the grave
And the worst of the crime,
Their values embraced by us all
Yeahhh, We are all so sacred
So invited to participate
Cultivate appearances
To turn in upon ourselves
Our autonomy will die for details
Policed by the public's opinion
An economy of alienation
I, I can't see so clearly
Am I in my place?
Learned to embrace
A life of constraints
and so I've held my breath...
Everything falls apart
This was wrong from the start
We can't stay
We won't stay
We are the purchaser's
We are the worker's
We are the pillar's
Here's to life without a price
to the seduction of images
we've had given our lives
I've had a falling out
Our identity projects need but
Subjective will an an eye for
the Ide
The analysis: uninvest from
the Myth
Let's write our works in the ink of action
Cast our stories upon their palace doors
Displace the capitalist values of competition
For the giving of cooperation
As we will know
A life of submission
To the current cultural doctrines
Is a life not worth living
We are all creative
May we all be subversive.
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Sleepwalkers
02:23
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