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Duende
03:48
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We're burning, burning in winterland
stuck in the hinterland of the fix
It ain't no surprise that we finally come to this
it don't have to be like this ... unhip
The mailman of hope is bringing the mailbag of change
Love letters and blackmail delivered just the same
This town don't ask many questions
they don't wanna listen they just wanna turn
It may not always be easy
if it were easy what would we learn?
The mailman of hope is bringing the mailbag of change
Love letters and blackmail delivered just the same
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2. |
Coketown
04:13
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They wrote nation of the free in the court of the unjust
the police were unlawful, the government corrupt
the ministers were liars, the leadership followed
the bankers were thieves, the church immoral
Opinion was news, hearsay the fact
poisoning the view the point always lax
amusement was cheap, the broadcasters pimps
the function narcotic, the viewers made chimps
And you wonder why we drink
And you wonder why we smoke
And you wonder why we have no care in this land of empty hope
Aspiration made shallow, commerce psychotic
education dumb, religion despotic
honours were bought, dignity sold
money cheapens all cos business is cold
The citizens duped, no representation
into the chaos of organisation
the few ridiculed for realisation
they called this control civilisation
And you wonder why we drink
And you wonder why we smoke
And you wonder why we have no care in this land of empty hope
All consuming trashcan of distinction
all destroying face of extinction
all shouting nothing from a human malaise
our cheerleaders for the end of days
And you wonder why we drink
And you wonder why we smoke
And you wonder why we have no care in this land of empty hope
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3. |
Sole Surrender
04:21
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Who put the hex on you? who got the bad hoo doo?
the sky above is blue, and so my friend are you
I don't wanna be tried, I wanna get equalised
were going deep inside, I'm gonna testify
How trying is the mind, tomorrows green eyed wish
how gone we are with time, how sweet the moment is
I don't wanna be tried, I wanna get equalised
were going deep inside, I'm gonna testify
Forget the words you said, send those dusty ghosts afar
the devil's in the head and heaven is in the heart
I don't wanna be tried, I wanna get equalised
were going deep inside, I'm gonna testify
The phantom strikes within and follows us without
how dazzling is the word, the burning star of now
I don't wanna be tried, I wanna get equalised
were going deep inside, I'm gonna testify
yeah get out of your mind, come get equalised
we're living out of time, we left all that behind
Folks, we're all stumbling amnesiac halfwits here on this conscious tableau
For when riding this schism, we do so in a prison
one of our own design and decision
so let's say we skip this hell, break out of our cell
and slice instead on the razors edge of now
This moment is our freedom, the prison is ourselves
your failures will return until you fail no more
So get hip quick folks!
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4. |
Radio Rebelde
05:10
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5. |
Fishead
02:55
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6. |
Providence
03:01
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Some are up, some are down
karma's corrupt this side of town
hard times will turn your friends around
love is bankrupt when your down
Cos sympathy ain't free, it's just commodity
like the lead they steal from the cemetery
You don't need sharks with friends like that
when you're on your knee's expect an attack
jungle law in every cul de sac
the lesson right here will be your map
Equality ain't free, it's just commodity
just out of reach of you and me
Cos peace don't come free, it's just commodity
it takes up time and energy
But chaos brings a brand new dawn
dead wood shall fall in this passing storm
rise above the knee jerk norm
you got to burn to be reborn
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7. |
Where you at?
02:48
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I woke up this morning and what did I feel?
rumble in my belly, weavels in my meal
I open my window and what do i see?
hunger and sickness and misery
Where the hell you at Lord?
Where the hell you at?
Where the hell you at Lord?
Where the hell you at?
I open my paper and what do i find?
story of the dumb folks leading the blind
I go uptown and mercy me
Power in the hands of colossal thieves
Lies in the eyes of the moneyed elite
crimes in the guise of democracy
Chorus
Shame in the shanties of the starving young
greed in the gardens of the hum drum
the sums being rung in the face of the poor
the things being done in the name of the lord
One thing for sure in this calamity
you'll die before you get equality
Chorus
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8. |
Gonzeaux
04:16
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9. |
Under the Umbrella
03:31
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