The Economy Is Suffering, Let It Die lyrics - anti-flag

I've seen a lot of rip-offs in my life.
Seen a lot of scams.
A lot of crooks and crooked schemes, crooked sharks.
Part one of the story reads...
The liquor store thief.
The stick up man.
Thrown into the clink,
never coming back until the day he's grey and old.
I seen a lot of rip-offs in my life.

The rip-offs of the old and the young, the weak, the sick,
the never known.
Stabbed repeatedly in the back by the Wall Street suit.
The Washington hack.
Lining up their pockets with the people's cash and...

Laughing all the way to the bank.
Do you want to live your life as a slave?
In chains from the cradle to the grave.
The economy is suffering, let it die...
I seen a lot of bailouts in my life.
But where are the bailouts for the homeless and the poor?
And while we're on the subject
I could use a few bucks for a guitar amp.
A new six string, and a tank of gas.
Everything that I want...

We're so fucked and we don't give a fuck, no.
We're so fucked, but no we just don't care, no.
We're so fucked, this world is shit out of luck
and we don't give a fuck.

When the cities burn down we'll all be warm.
When the cities burn down we'll all keep warm.
When the cities burn down we'll all be warm.

The Gre(a)t Depression lyrics - anti-flag

Close your eyes and shield your ears.
Shut your mouth and conceal all your fears.
Greed it's not going anywhere.
They should put that on a billboard in Times Square
It could say "The great depression is over my friends."
What we want and what we need engineered.
I can smell the bullshit right from here.
Because greed it's not going anywhere.
They should put that on a billboard in Times Square
It could say "The great depression is over my friends."
Blinding your eyes, burning your ears.
T.V. images are selling.
Through the static on the radio you can't hear.
One pill if you're too big (Your ass is too big).
One pill if you're too small (your dick is too small).
On one your life is a mess.
On one you're nothing at all.
I hate a song that makes you think you are no good.

I hate a song that makes you think you are just born to lose.
Bound to lose.
No good to nobody.
Too young or too fat or too this or too that.

We Are The One lyrics - anti-flag

It's time to make a move,
Change the times or they'll change you.
False promises of more.
Check that shit at the door.
We're the ones we've been waiting for.
We are the one...Unified under none.
We are the one...The one to carry on.
Warfare is everywhere.
Poisoned land, water, air.
This routine is long old.
It's time to break that mold.
We'll break it up, then we'll break out.
Withstand the change.
Tear it down rebuild again.
Evolve with vision.
This year's eve, we will breathe fury.
I will scale the city walls.

You Are Fired (Take This Job) lyrics - anti-flag

You're fired.
You stupid fucking piece of shit.
You're fired.
You're nothing but a hypocrite.
You're fired.
Conformist fucking chickenshit.
Douse the dream in kerosene.
You're fired.
You only sing so phones can ring.
You're fired.
Here's something your phone can sing.

You're fired.
Fuck this, fuck that, fuck compromising.
Watch it all fall apart.
Murder the beast and feast on the heart.
Watch the industry just fall apart.
Off with the head and the body discard.

This Is The First Night lyrics - anti-flag

This is the first night,
of the rest of our lives.
I can't help wonder,
"How is it we're still alive?"

Welcome to the first night of the rest of our lives.
Oh Yeah, and I said,
welcome to the first night of the rest of our lives.

We stayed up all night long,
laughing, singing in the streets.

The Clash, Ramones, The Pogues, our voices hoarse,
our bodies weak and ready for sleep.
Lean against me, wipe your bloodshot eyes as I wipe mine.

And from these rooftops, we'll watch the sun rise.
Ain't this the life? Yeah it's the first night,
of the rest of our lives.

I can't help wonder,
"How is it we're still alive?"
Welcome to the first night of the rest of our lives.

With just a half tank of gas, 150 miles to go, no cash, no food.
We turned the engine off, every time that we went down hill
and it's on with the show.

I don't know whether to laugh or cry?
All I know is that I am alive, I'm really alive.
WE heard "You there!" and jumped from the train,
ran up the tracks, all the while you screaming back,
"Kiss my ass!"

We're living our lives, I'm livin' and yeah
and I'm doin' fine, Oh yeah, oh yeah, I'm doing fine!!!

No War Without Warriors (How Do You Sleep?) lyrics - anti-flag

I point the finger at you.
Scream until my face is blue.
But you still hale everything.
I point the finger at you.
The Beau monde through and through.
You still hate everything.
Turn the lights on.
Watch them scatter.
Exterminate the idle chatter.
I point the finger at you.
Until you're cold, dead and blue.
But you still hate everything.
If you're right it feels good to be wrong.
Raised fist and a fuck you song.
If you're right it feels good to be wrong.
Slaughtering the pigs.
How do you sleep?
I point the finger at you.
You don't have a fucking clue.
But you still hate everything;
I point the finger at you.
Doesn't matter what I do.
Cause you still hate everything.
Turn the lights on.
Watch them scatter.
Exterminate the idle chatter.
I point the finger at you.
Lie and lie until it's truth.
But you still hate everything.
If you're right it feels good to be wrong.
Raised fist and a fuck you song.
If you're right it feels good to be wrong.
Slaughtering the pigs.
How do you sleep?
No change.
No shift.
No rest.
There is no war without warriors.
How do you sleep?
How do you plead?

When All The Lights Go Out lyrics - anti-flag

One billion workers stand up from their chairs.
Their faces no longer struck with their fears.
Attack/Attack.
Stabbed in the back.
Disgraced/Disgraced.
Traitors trade face to face.
Revolution... the engine for history.
When all the lights go out.
When all the world is in doubt.
When all the goods cease to move.
I won't be alone.
When all eh swords become plows.
When all the fields are afoul.
When all the cogs cease to turn.
I won't be alone.
Punching the clock, stabbing the boss.
We don't need the CEO's they need us.
Attack/Attack.
Outsourced for a hack.
Disgraced/Disgraced.
Displace and replace.
Proletarians of the world unite;
you have nothing to lose but your chains.
We are not numbers.
We are names.
We won't be alone.
We are not crime reports.
We are history.
We won't be alone.
We are not folklore.
We are culture.
We won't be alone.
We are not human resources.
We are human beings.
I won't be....We won't be alone.

On Independence Day lyrics - anti-flag

I saw right through your eyes.
I saw right through your guise.
Every word that left you lips was
just a covert disguise to hide your absent mind.
You live and breathe.
Sleep and drink.
Beg and plead.
Blind, diseased.
No water can wash the blood off your hands.
On Independence Day.
Traded the Nobel Peace Prize.
Exchanged for Vietnamese lives.
Bombs filled the Cambodian skies.
In East Timor you stood up for the wrong side.

The Old Guard lyrics - anti-flag

The time has come to say goodnight.
The time has come to say goodbye to the old guard.
Goodnight.
Goodbye.
Witness the setting sun.
The tables have been turned.
We will not suffer their reprise.
A brave new voice rings out.
Intense, fearless, devout.
A listless body now revived.
Old stories fit with retreads.
Half-truths with truth left unsaid.
Each time their lips moved we heard lies.
So now it's time to say goodbye...
To the old guard, goodnight, goodbye.
To the old guard, goodnight, goodbye.
Witness the setting sun.
This century's crash and burn.
Autocracy dethroned by ire commissar doused in fire.
Make note a million times.
Their class war, deceit, lies.
Their compassion laced with despise....

All of the hatred they bred.
All the division they spread.
We always knew they lived on lies.
So now it's time to say goodbye....

Bear witness to this setting sun.
The dawning of a new age has begun.
From east to west we watch this setting sun.
The dawning of a new age has begun.
Now it's time, to say goodbye.

"The Bright Lights Of America" (2008)




Good And Ready lyrics - anti-flag

You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure
The day belongs to us

The sign said: "detour"
So I did
And I found myself in a wonderful place
Fields of green
When the wind blows cold
The kind of place one could grow old
Sky opened up (yeah!)
Sun showered down (aww!)
Onto a row of wooden pikes
What an awe inspiring sight

Birds shy on top of them
Puts your head in a beautiful state

You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure
The day belongs to us

Life is a horror show
And baby it will never stop
They tell me to watch my step
I answer back: "You watch your mouth!"
So many stories you have told
You and stories have grown old
SOS who will save our ship?
SOS who gives a shit?
Sinking like a rock with a heart of coal
Sinking like a rock without a soul
Please note, don't underestimate
Cause I'm a cruel motherfucker!

You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure
The day belongs to us

The new dawn starts this day
As strange and savage poetry make up your eulogy
Tables turned around and turned on you
No one sheds a tear
No one loses sleep
You disappear
We fall asleep
You disappear

The Bright Lights Of America lyrics - anti-flag

16 year old girl
In a hollow carved out place
Just looking for some prettiness,
But the cuts in her arm don't paint for her
A very pretty view

In her mind..
She dreams that she is..
Far away...from..

The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls

A concrete city Hell (city Hell)
Suburbs that never end (just like the ocean)
One parent lives in each of them,
Passed back and forth the tough route to escape both bitter homes

He's just one...
Of desperate ranks..
Who can't break free...from..

The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls

I just want you to know,
That there are whole houses full,
Of fucked up kids like you and me (can't find a way)
So many lost in stride, caught in an endless fight,
To leave this empty ugly place, I'm leaving you at sea!

The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls

The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls

Vices lyrics - anti-flag

I must again sing my dissent until you're aware
I must again sing my dissent until you're aware

We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love

This is the first set of words that I'll pick to these chords
To identify me and the blood that runs through the veins in my arms
Pumped from my heart
That holds hope in one chamber and hate in the other

We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
We all have our anger we all have our love

Father-less is how I prefer to be known
At 6 years young I was left all on my own
The son of a full time working mother
And a molester for a father who lives in the prison for home

We all have our vices, We all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love

I must again sing my dissent until you're aware
I must again sing my dissent until you're aware.
Because I can barely breathe with your weight on my chest
And I'm so fucking sick of being ashamed of my own flesh

We all have our vices, We all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love

We all

The Modern Rome Burning lyrics - anti-flag

How did we get into this mess?
The question is a hypothetical...
The answers are
Written on the face of the oppressed

Sent to death at just nineteen
Forevermore to be unseen
His mother with tears in her eyes
Crying to god, she calls out "Why?!"

She'll find her answers
On the face of the oppressed

I bow my head in respect
Of the dead

Because we're all bogged down
And there ain't no fucking S.O.S.
That's gonna save our sinking ship
Because we're all bogged down
No, there ain't no fucking S.O.S.
That's gonna save our sinking ship
Our ship

How did we get into this mess?
The question is a bona fide literal
The answers are
Written on the face of the oppressed

We all know the answers why
They sold a lie to build Versailles!
You can roll over and die
Or you can rain down hell tonight!

You'll find your answer
On the face of the oppressed

I bow my head in respect
Of the dead

Because we're all bogged down
And there ain't no fucking S.O.S.
That's gonna save our sinking ship
Because we're all bogged down
No, there ain't no fucking S.O.S.
That's gonna save our sinking ship
Our ship

In the ash of your city lies fertile ground
(In the ash of your city lies fertile ground)
In the ash of your city lies fertile ground
(In the ash of your city lies fertile ground)
This nation's burning, burning down
(This nation's burning, burning down)
This nation's burning to the ground

This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn
This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn
This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn, let it burn

This is New York burning
This is Boston burning
This is Omaha burning

This is Washington burning
This is Pittsburgh burning
This is Birmingham burning

This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn, let it burn
Burn, burn

If You Wanna Steal (You Better Learn How To Lie) lyrics - anti-flag

My father Michael is a genius
He sees this world the way no one can
He brought me up and shaped my mind at the tender youthful age of 9
He said don't take this for the way it is
You better watch out son when you get them (?)
Before you know it the friends you trust will have stabbed you in the back he said

If you wanna steal you better learn how to lie
If you wanna live you better not fear how you die
Heaven and hell are just a myth so you better pay attention to this moment [x2]

There's a Fine line between genius and insanity
Is one he often treads so patiently
While pigs and ghouls would always try to knock the door

A system built to perpetuate
Pushers pushin', dealers dealin' and they can't escape
I got kids at home so pretend there's no living in this race? ....

[Chorus]

Sometimes when my apathy creeps on up from behind me
It reminds me why I moved my TV
Out of the room where I make love
In case I might just look up
And see the sky is falling from above, see it falling from above

[Chorus]

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