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WILDCAT STRIKE
02:09
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Working for the same bastards
We're begging for an utopian change
I'm getting impatient
They're taking back the scraps they gave
And we're still asleep wake up move on
They're eating worker's spinal cord
But we'll poison them all
WILDCAT STRIKE, WILDCAT STRIKE
IT'S TIME FOR WILDCAT STRIKES
Closing all their factory
We'll stab your boss fuck you bastards
Let's live the workers management
And the chiefs must be locked
Shouting all the slogans we made
We'll fight against the crap shut up now
Pulling down all this slaving world
We'll build our future
WE'RE MAKING HISTORY
WE'LL IMPOSE SOLIDARITY
WE'LL BREAK THEIR STUPID RULES
WE'LL CLIMB THE HIGHEST MOUNT
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APATHY
02:40
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They've got their cross
And they follow their boss
They never think about happiness
They still obey their chief
They grovel on his feet
They never ask just "what can I do?"
Swallowing all the news
They're following the rules
Always living in a straight line
They never watch beyond
Learning how to be obedient well brought up
What is the difference?
Between them and sheep?
They work as slaves
Waiting for nothing
What is the difference?
Eat their shit
They always delight in their tears
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3. |
RATP
03:41
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4. |
STRIKE
01:27
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My only ways are in the fashion stores
Some market surveys lead my taste and choice
I waste my time behind the shop windows
I'm a consumer I take part in the show
BULLSHIT BUT I MUST BUY
Like an old actor I know my part so well
Supermarkets always write the screenplay
I'm always waiting for the sales season
I'm a new citizen of this trading world
And I always trust in the brands
The trademarks feed me
I'm always hungry
I'm living like a dog
I'm eating like a dog
I never think cause I'm a jerk
Believe in business, follow their silliness,
open your minds to the salesmen and all their reps
I trust in commercials, you can't see my morals
cause I sold them with my mother yesterday
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5. |
TIMES OF FEAR
03:10
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We're living in a new age of fear
The doors are locked but the TV's yelling tears
Now everywhere you can fell some distrust
When I'm alone, I'm always in disgust
But I don't want be scared of people
And I don't need any gun in my soul
They brandish all the bogeys they find
They're shooting and everyone is blind
The right of state is the end of freedom
Newspapers say that we must stay at home
And their justice tries to file all my claws
Prisons are built the bastards make their law
THIS IS THE TIME OF FEAR
TOMORROW WILL BE SAD
THE GOVERNMENT AND THEIR HENCHMEN
ARE TERRORIZING ALL YOUR MINDS
Just thing about wars
That they have made
To establish their silliness
And they control the mass media
Just to confine us in their jail
They're acting behind smog of fear
We must turn over a new leaf
Dictatorships of frightened people
The police state, we must think as some moles
They're spying us we are terrorists
Big brother says just obey you're guilty
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6. |
SUNNY DAYS
02:52
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7. |
LAZY SONG
04:06
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Take away your idols
just take away your faith
Take away your hatred carry off your panic
We'll fill our void
We'll spend the day messing around
Hey we don't want to sweat
We're feeding on sin we'll go far this evening
The light in my eyes shines
The lack of conviction
A world of deception
We'll leave all that
We're not like some criminals
We will smoke another pipe of peace
We don't follow their morals
We're looking for an exciting dream
People say we're gangsters
cause we don't run every day
Don't listen to the witch
put the wind in their chief
Ignore their common sense
When they're knocking at your door
Hey you've got to run fast
Get away from their schools
don't regret they're such fools
Let's break your inside fears
Carving our passion
We'll forget ambition
During this night
Let's close your thought
to the sadness of your soul
Don't listen to your teachers
stab the stupid leaders
Your life will be dyed in rose
When your days become too sad
Hey you don't have to cry
Throw away your manners
build all your desires
Get off the beaten track
The perfume of freedom
We'll forbid the boredom
During this night
We don't want their privilege
We're living on the edge
We don't want any pity
Just the smell of liberty
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8. |
ANOTHER DAY
02:04
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They put some lies in all your heads
To control all you have to say
And tomorrow they'll call you for a war
Their jingoism fills all their speech
Flourish your flag serve your country
But I don't love my nation
I'm pissing on my kingdom
They're egging on the male image
To put the boys in their barracks
And tomorrow they'll bomb the entire world
They rise the youth in stupid rules
The pride of strength, the school of hate
But I don't love my nation
I'm pissing on my kingdom
Take out their conceit, Take out their values
Take out their army, We'll be fine
I don't want to think like all this fighters
and all those servant rats
Take out their orders, Take out obedience
Take out their frontiers, We'll be fine
I don't want to think like all this fighters
and all those servant rats
They venerate their football team
Like the dogs worship their masters
And tomorrow they'll plunder my small town
Their reflection comes from their balls
Their violent ways, their strongest law
But I don't love my nation
I'm pissing on my kingdom
ANOTHER DAY
A DIFFERENT LIFE
We'll leave the pigs going on their wars
ANOTHER DAY
A DIFFERENT LIFE
We'll cut their dicks to them in a jar
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9. |
THE PATSY
01:30
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10. |
SOMETIMES
03:17
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Sometimes I put my brain in a strange and sweet atmosphere
Drinking a bottle of wine I forget my name
Driving on the white line my nose vomiting my envies
Breathing the dust of snow I hope, I shout I swallow my pills
SOMETIMES I FALL
I'm looking for upheaval yeah I don't crawl
SOMETIMES I FALL
So I put my head in the fridge
SOMETIMES I FALL
My heart is beating in my breast and I'm so mean
SOMETIMES I FALL
The fire's burning in my veins
Hurt hurt please hurt me now
Cocaine is burning my soul
Tread tread you tread on me
I just need some reaction
Kill kill you can kill me
I'm travelling in an erotic sea
Sting sting you can sting me
I just need some reaction
Sometimes I look outside
The sounds of war are biting my ears
Sometimes I getaway
I forget this world I forget my name
Sometimes I leave loathing
The drug's so nice I go on smiling
Sometimes I am so drunk
I'm hoping, I'm shouting I live in my words for once
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11. |
FAKE IDOL
03:22
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12. |
I WANT THE MOON
02:51
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You say that I should burn
my dreams into your flames
But you're too young to catch fire
and you can't see for yourself.
You can vomit your insults
when you're too drunk
I don't listen you no more
yeah let me alone.
Yes I'd rather live my life
in the half-light of my own hopes
My utopian view gives more
than all your stupid talking to
Yes I'd rather close my eyes
considering myself for a bird
Yes I want the moon
and I won't change my point of view
Yes i want the moon
even if you say I'm fool.
AND I DON'T CARE IF EXPERT SAYS THAT I'M WRONG
CAUSE I'M BLIND CAUSE I'M DEAF
I MAKE MY ROAD AND I'M STRONG.
And I don't trust in anything that you could say
I don't give a dawn you know yeah let me alone.
Visions of my own world
That's all I want to see
please tell me now that I am free
My defiance is resistance
I won't forget my dreams
and I won't betray my envy
My defiance is resistance
In the black hole where we live
we keep the rage to be happy
My defiance is resistance
I'll hunt your resignation
to feel my heart in my body.
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13. |
BUFFALO VAN
02:08
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They're not human they fell like beast
They've got some horns they smell like pigs
THEY'RE MOOING
They're empty brains make them happy
They don't have blood but rotten beer
THEY'RE DRINKING
I come from the countryside
I am the buffalo van
THEY'RE COMING
I break everything's moving
I hit everyone's standing
We're sending all a sos buffalo van's coming tonight
This deadly night will be tragic
We're sending all a sos new barbarians are in the fair
They're not burying the hatchet
They are skinheads they are brigades
Their violent game their fascist ways
THEY'RE BITING
Their only belief in violence
They are bastards they're the nonsense
THEY'RE CRETINS
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14. |
SICK IN THE MORNING
03:10
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Tapes From The Crypt Recordings is a no profit DIY label driven by passion & love.
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