Propagandhi lyrics
Propagandhi lyrics
"The State-Lottery lyrics"
Worried Man lyrics
It takes a worried manto sing a worried songI may be worried now but I (he) won't be worried longIt takes a worried man to sing a worried song I may be worried now but I (he) won't be worried
Now the real prospects for authentic democracy depend on something else.It takes a worried manto sing a worried songI may be worried now but I (he) won't be worried longIt takes a worried man to sing a worried song I may be worried now but I (he) won't be worried
They depend on how the people in the rich and priveliged societies learn some other lessons.
For example the lessons that are being taught right now like the Mayans in Chiapas, Mexico.
They are among the most impoverished and oppressed sectors in the continent.
But unlike us they retain a vibrant tradition of liberty and democracy.
A tradition that we've allowed to slip
What Took You So Long lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, talk to me, can't you see I'll help you work things out. Oh, don't wanna be your enemy And I don't want to scream and shout. 'Cos, baby, I believe in honesty And then be strong
out of our hands or has been stolen from us.Yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, talk to me, can't you see I'll help you work things out. Oh, don't wanna be your enemy And I don't want to scream and shout. 'Cos, baby, I believe in honesty And then be strong
And unless people here in the rich and privileged society,
unless they can recapture and revitalize that tradition,
the prospects for democracy are indeed dim.
Does it seem strange to you?
The confetti. The balloons.
The mile-wide grins and the victory dance to welcome
in the heir to a state of (utter and complete) disrepair?
Because it sure seems strange to me: they're acting like they
Dedication lyrics
My heart has felt such sorrow and my eyes see the pain. The tears have fallen once more, hatred fuels the flame. I refuse. There's a better way. I refuse. No more. I will not remain silent. My voice wi
on the fucking lottery!My heart has felt such sorrow and my eyes see the pain. The tears have fallen once more, hatred fuels the flame. I refuse. There's a better way. I refuse. No more. I will not remain silent. My voice wi
I mean, shouldn't they feel terror at the task that lies ahead:
to feed and house the people that this system's left for dead.
And could I have hit the nail much harder on the head?
It's profits before lives.
They are motivated by greed.
First they taught us to depend on their nation-states to mend our tired minds,
our broken bones, our bleeding limbs.
But now they've sold off all the splints and contracted
Crazy Chance '97 lyrics
Remember once upon a time I thought that you were mine Remember we said we were meant to be So different from the rest I tried to do my best to please you On baby how I tried Now you're always half a k
out the tourniquetsRemember once upon a time I thought that you were mine Remember we said we were meant to be So different from the rest I tried to do my best to please you On baby how I tried Now you're always half a k
and if we jump through hoops then we might just survive.
Is this what we deserve?
To scrub the palace floors?
To fight amongst ourselves?
As we scramble for the crumbs they spit out,
frothing at the mouth about the scapegoats that they've chosen for us.
With every racist pointed finger I can hear the goose-steps getting closer.
They no longer represent us so is it not our obligation to confront this tyranny?