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« on: December 20, 2002, 09:45:00 PM »
jealous cowards try to control
they distort what we say
try and stop what we do
when they can't do it themselves

we are tired of your abuse
try to stop us it's no use

society's arms of control
think they're smart can't think for themselves
laugh at us behind our backs
i find satisfaction in what they lack

we are tired of your abuse
try to stop us it's no use

we are born with a chance
i am gonna have my chance
we are born with a chance
i am gonna have my chance

we are tired of your abuse
try to stop us it's no use
rise above rise above
rise above we're gonna rise above
we're gonna rise above
we're gonna rise above
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« Reply #1 on: December 23, 2002, 09:53:00 AM »
I'M SO BORED WITH THE U.S.A.
yankee soldier he wanna shoot some skag he met it in cambodia but now he can't afford a bag yankee dollar talk to the dictators of the world in fact it's giving orders an' they can't afford to miss a word i'm so bored with the u...s...a... but what can i do? yankee detectives are always on the tv 'cos killers in america work seven days a week never mind the stars and stripes let's print the watergate tapes i'll salute the new age and i hope nobody escapes i'm so bored with the u...s...a... but what can i do? move up starsky for the c.i.a. suck on kojak for the usa


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« Reply #2 on: December 23, 2002, 10:42:00 AM »
LAND OF TREASON
land of treason-waste no reason-we are breathing fire we're packs of dogs-we're enemies of men-we are not desired our faces show-we've grown cold-but have not conspired old hearts gone-the suture's on-mother nations mired - like a receptacle for the chosen dead, we find our bodies clawed and with the scent of death we find that we are not so very awed. loyalties burned-the words are blurred-overturn your own walk the dogs and watch the doors-have your other stone stop the toys that march disordered-calculate the thrones feel the pulse descending-decaying hallowed tombs in the starving sense you worship-the nations of debris you ware a coat of sewage that you've never seen. this time is now-the vicious here-a stolen dinner code the license of savage land-that you've always sold so bite that hand that needs you and bless another coal the virus never issues-from a cotton so very old as the lights come down and the guilty blaze; another sort of road - you wash your hands and start to climb the ladder that you stole. slip the latch-and spin the sword-the money lords are poor push the tank-that rolls downhill-their sense of dream absorbed Still the cat that breaks the night- tie him to the core-chase the virtue that believes that what's right is scored - it's a senseless cash in of right for right-what's wrong is never gone and left is just a bastion for the fools golden dawn.

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« Reply #3 on: December 24, 2002, 12:57:00 AM »
Darn tootin' we have to rise above! I just said that to somebody who just slandered me and my book on this site. Apparently this person's sole purpose is to divide and destroy. Too bad (they) are chasing their own tail - people like that only give me MORE incentive to carry the torch - and RISE ABOVE!!!!!!!! Right on, Alex! Keep encouraging us!
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« Reply #4 on: December 24, 2002, 11:43:00 AM »
Thanks, Anon. Here's another one:

THE REGULATOR
you tell me what to say and when to say it. you tell me what to do and how to do it. and if i ask you why, yoou'll arrest me. and if i call you lie, you'll detest me. you control what i'll be, you control who i see. and if i let you you'll control me. you're the man who owns all the keys to the stores. you're the man who always wants so much more. you're the regulator.
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« Reply #5 on: December 28, 2002, 01:11:00 PM »
REVENGE

Spoken:
It's not my imagination
I've got a gun on my back!

Promises you made
Never become fact

We're gonna get revenge
You won't know what hit you
We're tired of being screwed

Don't tell me about tomorrow
Don't tell me what I'll get
I can't think of progress when
Just around the corner
There's a bed of cold pavement
Waiting for me

Revenge!
I'll watch you bleed
Revenge!
That's all I'll need

I won't cry if you- die! DIE!
We're gonna get revenge
You won't know what hit you
We're tired of being screwed

Revenge!
REVENGE!!!
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« Reply #6 on: March 04, 2003, 10:40:00 AM »
SEARCH AND DESTROY
i'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm i'm a runaway son of the nuclear a-bomb i am a world's forgotten boy the one who searches and destroys honey gotta help me please somebody gotta save my soul baby detonate for me look out honey, 'cause i'm using technology ain't got time to make no apology soul radiation in the dead of night love in the middle of a fire fight honey gotta strike me blind somebody gotta save my soul baby penerate my mind and i'm the world's forgotten boy the one who's searchin', searchin' to destroy and honey i'm the world's forgotten boyt the one who's searchin', searchin' to destroy forgotten boy, forgotten boy forgotten boy said hey forgotten boy
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« Reply #7 on: March 04, 2003, 10:42:00 AM »
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« Reply #8 on: March 10, 2003, 12:31:00 PM »
It's funny that you mock the very freedom that was given to you by soldiers who have died for our country. I am currently 27 years old and have fought for this counrty :smile:  and people like yourseleve who don't always agree with the government. You are only human and your voice is what makes you unique. Now that I have said that remember the blanket of FREEDOM for which I and other soldiers provide keeps you safe. SO with all due RESPECT YOU CAN CALL ME DADDY.
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« Reply #9 on: March 10, 2003, 04:10:00 PM »
On 2003-03-10 09:31:00, Anonymous wrote:
" It's funny that you mock the very freedom that was given to you by soldiers who have died for our country."


Well, if you don't like the lyrics take it up with the ORIGINAL author.

And by the age difference, you should be callin' Us Daddy! ::bwahaha2::
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« Reply #10 on: March 10, 2003, 06:54:00 PM »
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« Reply #11 on: October 10, 2003, 09:35:00 AM »
I am Governor Jerry Brown
My aura smiles
And never frowns
Soon I will be president

Carter power will soon go away
I will be Fuhrer one day
I will command all of you
Your kids will meditate in school

California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California

Zen fascists will control you
100% natural
You will jog for the master race
And always wear the happy face

Close your eyes, can't happen here
Big Bro' on white horse is near
The hippies won't come back you say
Mellow out or you will pay

California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California

Now it is 1984
Knock knock at your front door
It's the suede/denim secret police
They have come for your uncool neice

Come quitely to the camp
You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
Don't you worry, it's only a shower
For your clothes here's a pretty flower

Die on organic poison gas
Serpent's egg's already hatched
You will crack, you little clown
When you mess with President Brown

California Uber Alles
Uber Alles California
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« Reply #12 on: October 10, 2003, 11:34:00 AM »
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On 2003-03-10 09:31:00, Anonymous wrote:

" It's funny that you mock the very freedom that was given to you by soldiers who have died for our country. I am currently 27 years old and have fought for this counrty :smile:  and people like yourseleve who don't always agree with the government. You are only human and your voice is what makes you unique. Now that I have said that remember the blanket of FREEDOM for which I and other soldiers provide keeps you safe. SO with all due RESPECT YOU CAN CALL ME DADDY.         "


Buddy, I respect and appreciate what you're willing to do for our country. But I think you've been given bad orders. I don't know which actions you've been involved in, but our political leaders have been sending you guys out to kill and die for frivilous causes for decades. They're not making us safer. They're making us less safe in every way.

It's coming down to the point fairly quickly, thanks to the famous Büsh family jingoism, when soldiers and civilians alike are going to have to choose between allegience to the US Empire and allegience to America. Blind allegience is not respect, brother.

"Wherever the standard of freedom and Independence has been or shall be unfurled, there will [America's] heart, her benedictions and her prayers be. But she goes not abroad, in search of monsters to destroy. She is the well-wisher to the freedom and independence of all. She is the champion and vindicator only of her own."
--John Quincy Adams, Speech to the U.S. House of Representatives [July 4, 1821]

Hear me people: We now have to deal with another race - small and feeble when our fathers first met them, but now great and overbearing. Strangely enough they have a mind to till the soil and the love of possessions is a disease with them. These people have made many rules which the rich may break but the poor may not. They take their tithes from the poor and weak to support the rich and those who rule.
http://www.powersource.com/gallery/people/sittbull.html' target='_new'>Chief Sitting Bull, speaking at the Powder River Conference, 1877

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« Reply #13 on: December 18, 2003, 10:02:00 AM »
Elimate the incompetents!
Differents don't exist in harmony
Survival is superiority...
We don't need no hands across the sea!

We've got...

Foreign policy [x3]

The lines are drawn!
The scum must come to order!
Suspect everyone!
Know your enemies!

We've got...

Foreign Policy [x3]

Hatred is purity!
Weakness is disease!
Well, we'll bury you,
It's manifest destiny!

We've got...

Foreign Policy [x3]


(At the end of this song, there's the sound of a nuclear explosion...)
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« Reply #14 on: February 18, 2004, 09:14:00 PM »
more DK lyrics please
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