1. |
I Can't Breathe
03:06
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Somehow a precedent was set
That white police could kill black men.
Well it’s a racist culture with racist cause
It’s time we break down all the walls.
We took to the streets, it was time to fight.
We all saw what happened and something’s not right.
“Cops kill when they’re scared,” but this feels like spite.
Let’s all get united, it’s not black and white.
‡You choke me out and I can’t breathe
A breath of air, it’s all I need.
You choke me out and I can’t breathe
If this can happen, we’re not free ‡
But this was our warning; it’s our wakeup call
Our nation divided, we surely will fall.
We don’t want this race war, we just want what’s right.
A chokehold upon us, we’ve got not choice but fight.
An isolated incident
“He’s really sorry,” they repent.
But that man, he died in fear and pain
And things will never be the same.
“But we are not racists,” is what Fox News claims
“That black man was scary, there’s no one to blame.”
Just doing their job, they’re keeping us safe
Unless you are black then you are to blame.
‡
But if we stand together, we’re one and the same
We won’t be divided or be part of their games.
Their hands on our throats we’re gasping for air
A victim by skin tone, it’s truly unfair.
Time for a brand new precedent
FUCK THE POLICE, they’re just angry men.
Stop racist cultures, racist cause
We have to break down all the walls.
It’s tough in these dark times, we lose faith in men
But if we work together the healing begins
No hands on our throats, air passages clear
We make up our own paths and the future is clear
‡
But this was our warning; it’s our wakeup call
This nation divided, we surely will fall
We don’t want a race war, we just want what’s right.
A chokehold upon us, we’ve got not choice but fight.
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2. |
Fuck The Kids
02:47
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Started off with irritation, moved right up to damnation,
Skinny jeans and floppy hats, I’ll make them pay for that...
‡ Hey, man, let’s fuck the kids, gonna
Make ‘em pay for what we did,
Put it on the social medias and report it to them.
Their Twitter feeds, their Facebook pages…
Not being real, we’re being ageist and,
The hashtag will say #fuckthekids ‡
Step One: Fuck Education
Make ‘em dumber than a third world nation
Gotta make them dumb, we can make it right ‘cause
When they’re dumb we can make ‘em fight.
How we do it is we fire the teachers and,
In their place hire nuns and preachers and,
Ideology will surely fuck those kids.
When they’re not learning, they’re getting dumb.
We entertain them, they won’t see what they’ve become
With social media and games,
We lit that fire, now it’s time to fan the flames so…
‡
Step Two: Take Away Their Rights
‘Cause they’re dumb and they’re starting fights.
We take away their right to vote and,
You’d think they notice, but they really don’t and,
Then maybe let’s just double the taxes and,
Stick it to ‘em, stick it to the maxes and,
And while they break we scream, “Fuck the kids!”
Well, now they’re dumb and they’re enslaved.
But if they’re online, no attention will be paid,
But if social media went down
There’d be a riot in every single town…
‡
Step One: we fucked their education
Made ‘em dumber than all third world nations
Dumb and docile and they’re ready to fight now
Then we went and took away their rights, well
Taking rights, well that was Step Two
Keep ‘em down, it’s what we gotta do
I think we really fucked those kids.
FUCK THE KIDS!
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3. |
Eulogy
03:34
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Ladies and gentlemen we’re gathered here today
To remember all our friends who’ve gone before
It’s been more than twenty years, and I’ve not shed one tear
Now listen up and hear my eulogy
Twenty bucks in quarters in 1989
Equaled an afternoon adventure
Teenage turtles and exciting bikes
Were all my friends
Saving the world three chances at a time
‡ But now it is all gone
The world it has moved on
Seems something has gone wrong
That’s why we sing this song ‡
So here’s to the Arcade
And what you meant to me
A symbol of in-person camaraderie
But now you’re dead and gone
The world it has moved on
A victim to Xbox and Angry Birds
While sitting up in my room
By my stereo
Waiting for a certain song to play
When it would finally come up
I’d press record
And pray the DJ doesn’t talk between
‡
So here’s to the Mix Tape
And what you meant to me
A symbol of teen angst and psychology
But now you’re dead and gone
The world it has moved on
A victim to iTunes and MP3’s
When wandering through the aisles of my local store
Equaled and evening of adventure
Whatever cassette I might rent
I’d take it back rewound
To avoid any penalties
‡
So here’s to the Video Store
And what you meant to me
A symbol of impression and discovery
But now you’re dead and gone
The world it has move on
A victim to YouTube and the Netflix.
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4. |
You Voted For This
03:02
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I take a breath when I step outside,
It burns my throat, it stings my eyes,
I love the shade of yellow in the air.
Duck in, gotta grab my gun,
It’s not safe here without one,
Thank god we stopped that silly gun control.
The price of oil just keeps on rising,
East and West, we’re fucking dying,
Population’s out of control.
The irony of all it seems
That we were the majority
But we all sold our souls so long ago.
‡ Why aren’t you getting pissed?
Oh yeah, you voted for this.
Why aren’t you getting pissed?
Oh yeah, you voted for this… ‡
Big corporate business would not budge,
Now all our lakes are yellow sludge,
Thank god we stopped that silly EPA.
And all your kids are cannon fodder,
Sent to war to fight for water,
Thank god I can still water my lawn.
The price of oil just keeps on rising,
East and West, we’re all fucking dying,
Population’s out of control.
The resources are dwindling,
We’re running out of room to breathe,
But we ain’t got nowhere else left to go.
‡
The Apocalypse is coming soon,
We’ll blow ourselves right to the moon,
Thank god we chose to back the GOP.
The world, it is a wasteland,
It’s piles of glass, ash, steel, and sand,
Thank god we won and bombed them more…
The price of oil just keeps on rising,
East and West, we’re fucking dying,
Population’s out of control.
The irony of all it seems
That we were the majority
But we all sold our souls so long ago.
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5. |
New Fall Lineup
03:47
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We’ve been watching the same show,
Can’t even remember why.
It was interesting in the beginning,
Now the actors don’t even try.
And I wonder what happened down in the writing room.
Where have they gone?
And I can’t help but wonder if they’re really telling us all
To act the fool.
‡ This is the hook
They got you hooked. ‡
Seems every November
We’re promised a great change.
The crooks go in, and some come out,
But the shit, it all stinks the same.
And I wonder why we give them their power on the hill;
You know we put them there.
But we keep on voting while they just keep hoping that we
Will act like fools.
‡
We cry for a new show.
The channel never changed.
We think that this time could be different,
But really just more of the same.
They promise this season the plots will all be new,
With justice in their reign,
But the money is missing and we’re still the victims
But we just act like fools…
‡
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