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Army Men
04:16
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Where They Want It
03:22
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Townies
02:43
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Every white face on the street lookin' for increments of ten or twenty
Every black face on the street is gunna tell ya it's his birthday
Oh shit! The cops are pulling up, and this chick is O.D.'ing in a White Castle bathroom!
(I just remembered the word that 'Sugar' needed for his crossword puzzle)
"We live in spite of our dreams, but we're taking it in stride" - Elizabeth, NJ
Greetings from Asbury Park!
Make money pushing extra value meals or crack rock
Police and thieves under one banner, and they'll kick your ass in a similar manner
The cops protect the gangs protect the racist establishment in what used to be a tourist heaven -- but this ain't 1952, I think, as I'm killing myself at the liquor store next to 7-11
"We live in spite of our dreams, but we're taking it in stride" - Asbury Park, NJ
Nissan Pathfinders drive by
can't hear the whispers on the welfare line
D.O.L. closed down and I need some transportation
I take it to the street and play a little game called "what-you-got, what-you-need", and don't be surprised to see your shit up on Mechanic St.!
"We live in spite of our dreams, but we're taking it in stride" - Englishtown, NJ
Oh well - it's shelter from the rain
(I'll protect you from anything)
There ain't to many roaches here
(We gotta get up out of here)
It seems like 15 pounds of catfood in my hand walking back in the rain to the Leonardo Motel
I love you girl -- what? -- get me the fuck out of here!
"We live in spite of our dreams, but we're taking it in stride"
Live in strife New Jersey
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Camp Snoopy
02:41
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I'm In A Death Cult
02:32
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Tank War Europa
04:40
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Jihad
02:38
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Criminalization
01:57
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Rebel Music
03:17
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In the battle again
I can't cut it; don't regret it
Running up the hill of worsening trends
I try to stand my ground against them
But why do I try?
If you never try, you never fail
But my ground is fertile
for the seeds of rebellion
You decided to lose
you chose to pursue
a life of excess
rock n' roll is dead
youth is seeing read
meanwhile instead there's a riot in...
progression of an action will result in counter-action
You think we won't stand
The industrial faction needs those labels we've been smashin'
Tell us we're not right
You've taken away every path that doesn't lead to your command
Well, almost everything, but our indignant will to fight
You decided to lose
you chose to pursue
a life of excess
rock n' roll is dead
youth is seeing read
meanwhile instead there's a riot in progress
It's time a revolution come:
break out guitars and pick up the guns
It's time a revolution come:
Big Brother takes away your fun
It's time a revolution come:
Don't let them take your brain function
It's time a revolution come:
In our hearts a revolution's won!
What's to come of future life?
Be a number and act the part!
You're losing the youth:
soon you'll be losing to the youth
You've got a mind, follow your dreams
you've got a guitar? kill your fucking scene!
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Menos Que Humano
01:57
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Deus Ex Machina
03:53
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