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Mini Crusher
04:07
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Everybody scream and shout!
Pull yr nails, pull yr nails out
everybody hit the floor
this is not a drill.
Madmen in the sky!
Better get in bed!
Scream the Redcoats
Scream the fallen sons of the nation of our land
or the notion of our land
Everybody turn yr eyes to the emptv
turn yr ears to the truth
and to true democracy
Tip yr hats gentlemen
to the Bear
to the plastic dream
to the death of Spitzer
to the progress of our sacred plan
1.....8!
Rest yr heads, sleep tight!
boys and girls
there's nothing to fear
there's no one to fight
off to camp we go hand in hand
yes no one to fight
heaven is allllmost here
1......8!
Rest yr head sleep tight boys and girls
There's no one to eat
in heaven we all will meet again again again again
(Carnival Barker Sam)
Raise the flag! Raise the flag!
Welcome to greatest country in the world!
Charm bracelets for everybody!
Free chips for all!
Welcome! Welcome!
Raise the flag!
Ohh! You beautiful people!
Free charm bracelets for everybody!
Raise the flag!
Welcome to the GREATEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD!
Raise the flag!
Welcome! Welcome!
everybody scream and shout
pull yr nails out pull yr nails out
everybody hit the floor
this is not a drill
this is not a drill
this is not a drill
this is not a drill
oh god bless the usa
god bless the usa
god bless the usa...
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Bil'in
02:02
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On the seventeenth day with our heads held high
we marched toward the wall that's stained with apartheid.
And I looked to the sky
to prepare myself for the rain of the gasses
In the fields of Bil'in
the children threw stones
and we cut off the feet
of the flames that danced in the trees.
I looked to my hands
and felt the blood of lost generations.
Oh I'd wash it away
I'd wash it away
I'd wash it away HaAretz Yisroel I'll not dub thee zion
I'd wash it away HaAretz Yisroel I'll not dub thee zion
And I'll sing a prayer
to those who've been deprived of their zion.
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Prisonhead
02:03
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Oh! Scrape the walls
And raise the dead
You can catch the paranoia
And waltz around waiting to die
And sail all the kites
Go to revolt, yeah!
There'll be a show tonight
Dancin' up on the blacktop
Through all that stays the same
Blood red!
Set, Go yeah!
But,
Who's gonna sleep with Prisonhead
Who's gonna kiss his toothbrush shiv tonight
And sleep forever / dream forever
The bodies dropping left and right
The blood is warm, thick, & ripe
Its a prison fight
So hoist him higher
Everybody Ho!
Look down & shout it out
And sing sing sing sing
Sing in Sing Sing
Sing along in Sing Sing
Sing along in Sing Sing
Who's gonna sleep with Prisonhead
Who's gonna kiss his toothbrush shiv tonight
And sleep forever / dream forever
Nighty Night
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Everyone's wastin' away in here
and washin' out their empty dreams
with jugs of rotgut wine & beer
dominos tap the bar top next to me
while old men sit and sing in foreign tongues
their songs of youth
The barkeeps face has withered 'way
from countless nights of swimmin' in a sea of smoke,
oh she looks so tired
Her fingers dance along the bar
and plunk away at piano keys
that only I can see and hear.
I make make way down broke wood stairs
to puke beneath a blood stained wall.
I wash my hands, my face, my mouth out
stumble back upstairs to hear the old men sing
AND THEY"RE SINGING JUST FOR ME!
I KNOW THOSE WORDS,
YES THEY'RE WRITTEN IN MY HEART
WITH THEM silently I SING.
The bar's now up in flames of melody
I cry out to a god that I've never believed in
"I'm not guilty of that sin"
The tattooed men have strewn their games aside
scared and confused they look around
they know that they're gonna die...
But I know that they'll dance with me
and I'll waltz along the bar
I know that they'll dance with me
and I'll waltz along the bar.
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