1. |
The Real World
02:21
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- We had an attack over 7 years ago
- They fed us a big lie so that we could start a war
- A war not for freedom, but for money the black gold
- Trading lives for oil, just seems like the way to go
(CHROUS)
War for this country, and war for the world
Everyone’s affected, little boys and girls
Many people dying and a lot more of them starving
This ain’t a movie, this is the real world!
- Why are we still fighting? Loosing thousands of lives
- Spending millions more in bombs, that’s not very wise
- The price for gas goes up, but we always have to drive
- Cutting spending everywhere just to stay alive
(CHROUS)
War for this country, and war for the world
Everyone’s affected, little boys and girls
Many people dying and a lot more of them starving
This ain’t a movie, this is the real world!
- Stores and business dying, they are coming to an end
- People don’t have jobs now and no extra cash to spend
- Houses being lost because we can’t afford the rent
- Unemployment rises all thanks to the government
(CHROUS)
War for this country, and war for the world
Everyone’s affected, little boys and girls
Many people dying and a lot more of them starving
This ain’t a movie, this is the real world!
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2. |
Cultura
02:47
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- Nosotros venimos de muchas razas
- Pero formamos una clase
- Tenemos que ignorar el color de la piel
- Nacistes humano, y yo tambien
CHROUS-
Todos unidos, vamos a peliar. Por la cultura de punks y skins, punks y skins.
Toda la gente, quiere gritar, a los sonidos de punks y skins punks y skins Oi!
Punks y skins, punks y skins Oi!
- Tenemos que juntarnos en el mundo de hoy dia
- Odiar al govierno, y sus mentiras
- Esta sociedad que te dice que hacer
- Yo no caidre para darte tu placer
CHROUS-
Todos unidos, vamos a peliar. Por la cultura de punks y skins, punks y skins.
Toda la gente, quiere gritar, a los sonidos de punks y skins punks y skins Oi!
Punks y skins, punks y skins Oi!
- Tenemos que seguir la musica que empesaron
- Que sobrebiria el ruido, nunca pensaron
- No soportamos el mendigo racism
- Diferente color, pero eres el mismo
CHROUS-
Todos unidos, vamos a peliar. Por la cultura de punks y skins, punks y skins.
Toda la gente, quiere gritar, a los sonidos de punks y skins punks y skins Oi!
Punks y skins, punks y skins Oi!
Verse 1
CHROUS-
Todos unidos, vamos a peliar. Por la cultura de punks y skins, punks y skins.
Toda la gente, quiere gritar, a los sonidos de punks y skins punks y skins Oi!
Punks y skins, punks y skins Oi!
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3. |
No Security
01:54
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- Let me tell you a story about me and the kids
- Going around to the liquor store and we got the kicks
- There was no one around to stop the damn fucking fight
- Where were the cops then? They were out of sight
CHORUS
There’s no security for the poor, there’s NO SECURITY!
No security for our men, there’s NO SECURITY!
The only safe ones are the rich, there’s NO SECURITY!
But pay back’s a fuckin bitch, there’s NO SECURITY!
- Everywhere you go now, you see violence on the streets
- Except for those neighborhoods where they can walk on bare feet
- The pigs are there to protect where they can benefit
- But in our town they come around with their lights well lit
CHORUS
There’s no security for the poor, there’s NO SECURITY!
No security for our men, there’s NO SECURITY!
The only safe ones are the rich, there’s NO SECURITY!
But pay back’s a fuckin bitch, there’s NO SECURITY!
- So let me tell you a story about when we got them back real bad
- We slashed their parked tires and they got real mad
- But this happened in our town, so what are they gonna do?
- Remember that our men are already doomed.
CHORUS
There’s no security for the poor, there’s NO SECURITY!
No security for our men, there’s NO SECURITY!
The only safe ones are the rich, there’s NO SECURITY!
But pay back’s a fuckin bitch, there’s NO SECURITY!
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4. |
Media Takeover
03:01
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The world gets painted black and white
To cover all the blood
The newsman clutches papers tight
As the words read burn his tongue
They'll claim it was the terrorists
Perhaps the girl next door
An epidemic just in time
To conceal the endless wars
Chorus:
Eyes, lips, ears, fists
Start the media MAKEOVER
Eyes, lips, ears, fists
It's the media TAKEOVER
When I find your glasshouse
Know I'll be throwing rocks
Put your lies in my mouth
I'll make sure that stops
Your thin walls are crumbling
On the stories that you break
We can hear the cracking
Now that we're all awake
Chorus:
Eyes, lips, ears, fists
Start the media MAKEOVER
Eyes, lips, ears, fists
It's the media TAKEOVER
Your tool to breed fear,
Your tool to breed hate,
Always there to justify
All the murder and the rape.
Let’s all take it back,
The power that is ours
Our spoken words are bombs
That will leave them scarred.
Chorus:
Eyes, lips, ears, fists
Start the media MAKEOVER
Eyes, lips, ears, fists
It's the media TAKEOVER
Bridge:
Can't make me blind
Can't make me dumb
Can't make me deaf
Can't make me numb
(Chorus)
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5. |
These Boots
03:04
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Live my life, on my own
but when everybody else is gone
my boots will still be there with me
through the victories or defeat
friends will always come and go
but when you’ll be there at a show
they will be by your side when you get into a fight
CHORUS
I DON’T NEED NO ONE TO TELL ME WHAT TO BE
I DON’T NEED NOTHING BUT THE BOOTS ON MY FEET
X2
If you’re not gonna help me grow,
what the hell do I need you for?
If you’re not gonna stand by me,
then start marching on your feet.
Instead of destroying each other,
we should work together
But that’s not what you wanted,
so you left me in the gutter
CHORUS
I DON’T NEED NO ONE TO TELL ME WHAT TO BE
I DON’T NEED NOTHING BUT THE BOOTS ON MY FEET
X2
Lacing up my boots, left! Right! Left! Right!
Go to work, work all week,
Not for you, only me
Don’t want to see any more of you
Don’t care about all the things you do
Everyone’s gone, cant you see?
That it’s all up to me.
CHORUS X4
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