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Agents of the State
04:27
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I can't be bothered
To spend three hours to encrypt my phone
A three minute start-up
Seems to long to wait
Three forties three cops
At three AM in three hours they'll finish the phone download
Now three of my friends
Are spending three years upstate
Agents of the state
I can't be bothered
To protect my comrades
I can't be bothered
To choose a side
I can't be bothered
So I might as well be
I can't be bothered by agents of the state
Just like the agents of the state
I can't be bothered
To wear all black when I show up to the bloc
This red bandana
Looks to fucking great
Now the prosecutor
Has a home movie tracking my every move
And has a list of comrades
I need to implicate
Agents of the state
I can't be bothered
To protect my comrades
I can't be bothered
To choose a side
I can't be bothered
So I might as well be
I can't be bothered by agents of the state
Just like the agents of the state
I can't be bothered
To build an AG to plan when to throw these hands
That will never get me
On the news at 8
But spontaneity
Doesn't pay deductibles or court fees now my community
It redirecting money
To my GoFundMe campaign
Agents of the state
I can't be bothered
To protect my comrades
I can't be bothered
To choose a side
I can't be bothered
So I might as well be
I can't be bothered by agents of the state
Just like the agents of the state
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2. |
Dream of a Dream
03:01
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When you out on the scene ma
I'm losing my mind
Sitting down at the breakfast table
When will you call
Breaking down I'm not capable
Of any communication
Imagination racing
Did you give it away
Holler at the halogen overhead light
Screaming sideways into the pepper shaker label
If you could see me now
You'd know that it's not simple
I'm a Sisyphean wistful desire magician
Gone in love
Doomsday scenarios
Playing in my periphery
Agents of a frustrated investigator
Where you at
White dots on a blank screen
Typing text message
Number sixteen sent
Do you think that's enough
Holler at the halogen overhead light
Screaming sideways into the pepper shaker label
If you could see me now
You'd know that it's not simple
I'm a Sisyphean wistful desire magician
Gone in love
Dream of a dream
But it seems that I must be dreaming
Dream of a dream
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Fires in cop cars and teaching them lessons
Holding up precincts with cocked Smith & Wessons
Tie em up, tape em up, drag them on strings
These are a few of my favorite things
Carefully planning a prison uprising
Making demands without no compromising
Torture the warden until that bird sings
These are a few of my favorite things
Lumpenprole meetings and making connections
People's uprisings turned armed insurrections
Autumn encampments that last through the spring
These are a few of my favorite things
When the dog bites
In police stings
When I'm feeling sad
I just think of a few of my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad
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Don't want to be your world
Just want to make you feel safe to be vulnerable
Erase all your fears and doubts
I think you know precisely what you're talking about
Talk to you whenever you're able
And nurse you back to health when you drink me under the table
Give you your way when we're under the covers
Have you saying anarchists are better lovers
Do my best not to question you
Cause you got more to teach me than I probably do
Assure you your emotions are valid and real
Instead of my advice I'll ask you how you feel
Down for anything you wanna try
And if you want to stop don't need a reason why
Make you beg me please when my penis hovers
Have you screaming anarchists are better lovers
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5. |
They Come Out
07:19
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Walking down the road with a pistol in each of my hands
Diesel engine shot and I'm so far in the outerlands
Desert burning hot it's a hundred degrees
Sometime after sundown with a whispering breeze
They come out
Jokers on a roadblock and it looks like I'm in for a fight
Mile down the highway is a place that I can stay for the night
Tarnished makeshift armor they got hammers and chains
Pray my shaking arms and eyelids don't take my aim
They come out
Only water on me is for the inn at the end of the road
Been the currency ever since the trade went to water from gold
Gripping weapons tighter as I make the approach
Say I don't suppose that you could offer a tow
They come out
First one started standing took a bullet in the left of his jaw
Second dropped her leg down now she won't be writing home to her ma
Third one caught a leg wound as he cut out and ran
Last two are debating if they still make a stand
They come out
Sun on the horizon so it must be six or seven o'clock
Just a couple hours 'fore the monsters out here running the block
Ain't you heard the stories they got talons and fangs
Just over my shoulder there's a gunfire bang
They come out
Convicts in my cargo wanna know what the noise is all about
Say I thought I told you no one could see I have you broken out
One says yeah we know man but the hold's hot as hell
Say which do you prefer the escape route or jail
They come out
Each of them participated in a simple victimless crime
Captive number one shot a sergeant seventeen times
Two had the car running as they made the escape
Three unloaded all the weapons out of the safe
They come out
Only thing that guarantees your life here more than water is guns
Only legal holders bought their weapons with some government funds
So they made a habit out of raiding the pigs
Made a prearrangement if they ever get pinched
They come out
Trodding down the road and now the convicts are back down in the hold
Hoping at the inn that somebody that's there can give us a tow
Thirty minutes later finally walk into town
Tell the innskeep got a tanker one mile down
They come out
Keeper at the inn is a nonbinary son of a bitch
PGP's are they/them if you fuck it up then you're getting hit
Intentionally misgender them, then you're getting brained
Asks we got a problem, you can tell they were drained
They come out
Innskeep finds a patron that can transport us if she's getting paid
Scar across her face and her hair is in a singular braid
Satchel on her hip sways as she walks through the door
Says we better hit the road and come back before
They come out
Pigs in these parts ain't been human since about twenty eighty nine
Some genetic engineering introduced species of new kinds
Driving down the road I see the sun going down
As we hitch the trailer hear the wind start to howl
They come out
At our two o'clock I see a flying fleet of war eagle bats
Shimmy out the window and make my way on down back to the cab
Shout to the escapees hey pass me the AK
Pigs are flying so I got some devils to slay
They come out
Hop up on the hood and land a slug right in an eagle bat's snout
Second takes a talon shot another gets its wing taken out
Burst of feathers as I squeeze the trigger and hold
Twelve get dropped and so that's only six more to go
They come out
One more burst of feathers and a bullet slugged him right in the chest
Low on ammo so I gotta make sure that I'm shooting my best
Bullet cuts a pair out like two birds with one stone
One more goes down now it's just two bats all alone
They come out
Hit the last two coming then I shuffle my way back in the truck
Driver says nice shooting I reply to her that it was my luck
Minutes later and we're pulling back to the inn
Tell the captives come out it's all over we win
They come out
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Take the cadre and raise the bight
Soldiers dosed on blow brew and northern lights
Look at Abubakar he's only fifteen
Riding into town with a machine gun
Charles Taylor wants some diamonds so we're on the prowl
The whole world's obsessed with blue dresses anyhow
Load a sack hit you back with loads of AKs
Come tomorrow hit the town and see how Foday guns
Chopping limbs raping girls man these kids are wild
Slitting stomachs betting on the gender of the child
Dia says I don't know what revolution means
Doesn't matter what else would we do with these guns
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7. |
Paris Is Burning
03:00
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Paris is burning a burden to pay
The current will seize you for running away
The swine over sewers can't take all the blame
Because blame falls squarely on the process of shame
Delusions of rapture delight in the flame
Is all that's required to take to this game
A hatred of structure compounds to the pain
Of the drip drip mattress that's a victim of rain
Hey!
Paris is burning what a delight
As the sonorous sirens make a pass at the night
A cause lost in conflict replaces a rite
Of a blasphemed deity forbidden from sight
Derisions to power defense of a fight
Is a blameless endeavor to the scriptures of might
Paris is burning fall of 2005
My car is a chassis so now I can't drive
Hey!
Paris is burning a bullet to take
At the foot of an altar to a lost prophet's wake
Machiavelli cries for justice's sake
Because the ends justify the cops to burn at the stake
Delusions of rapture delight in the flame
Is all that's required to take to this game
The current will seize you for running away
Because blame falls squarely on the process of shame
Hey!
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When the bosses' sanguination through the city streets does run
There can be no power greater than the barrel of a gun
And when the bourgeoisie protests expropriate their tongue
For the black bloc makes us strong
Solidarity forever
The fuck we got in common with the greedy parasite
Who would kill a union activist to give their cola bite
The pigs work for the bosses so get strapped in for a fight
For the black bloc makes us strong
Solidarity forever
It's we who run the weapons plants and fight the wars they wage
And who work consumer hotlines from the inside of a cage
It's we who sweep the stock exchange where it's our lives they trade
But the black bloc makes us strong
Solidarity forever
All the world that pigs patrol is ours and ours alone
All their deeds have the authority of workers' crunching bone
But when their city hall explodes, it's we who owned that drone
For the black bloc makes us strong
Solidarity forever
Their dollars are our labor when we overwork they earn
But without our brains and muscle there's no treatment for a burn
No one to put out mansion fires where charring bodies turn
While the black bloc makes us strong
Solidarity forever
They come pollute our neighborhoods and privatize the grass
They exploit our race and gender to divide the working class
Because they know united that we'd rise to kick their ass
For the black bloc makes us strong
Solidarity forever
They racketeer, enslave and murder, gas us while we grieve
They cut off our public services and raise rent till we leave
So we'll burn every yogurt shop until the pigs believe
That the black bloc makes us strong
Solidarity forever
We're told of all the progress that democracy has made
But the myth of meritocracy don't match what we get paid
There's no hope in a ballot box but on a barricade
For the black bloc makes us strong
Solidarity forever
If you protest a pay cut then you're fired on the spot
Then they throw you in a jail cell if you sell all that you got
So all sex workers take up arms and take the money shot
For the black bloc makes us strong
Solidarity forever
They tell us job security will come to us with time
While our kin retire homeless at the age of 89
With theft and solidarity it's our assembly line
For the black bloc makes us strong
Solidarity forever
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Mostly get my dinners from a garbage can
Or a dumpster
Sometimes a lumbering biped will give me
A taste of what he's got
Gotta make a hustle when the sun is shining
Gotta show some muscle
Cause who's got the food at night time?
Need something to eat and you know I'm gonna leave
With scratches
A dog's life seems quite easy he's just limited to certain
Patches of grass
Can't cross the street when the lights are red
Glad to come to see you
But who's got the food at night time?
Bootsy caught a bus when he was on his way to us
In the forehead
O'Malley lost a battle in the alley he was carrying
More than his weight
All the doors are locked but they build so tall
You stashing more they rob you
So who's got the food at night time?
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I used to think maybe it's coming
Now baby I'm sure
The bosses can't hide in their mansions
When we kick in their doors
Now we could try once more to bargain
But who has the time
So pull down your ski mask baby
Let's go do a crime
I'm walking on sunshine
And don't it feel good
I used to think maybe it's coming
Now I know it's true
There's no one with whom I would rather
Smash the state than with you
We'll all seize the means of production
And all get a say
We'll automate ourselves out of labor
So we can explore and play
I'm walking on sunshine
And don't it feel good
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11. |
Oh Molly
02:21
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What a bright face you have
In the center of the party
Where you light up the place you have
Burn for days you have
All the ways you have
Might be priceless
But you'll break just
To save my ass
Your the most
Precious thing that I have
Ever held in
My life
Body made of gasoline
Jaw of glass
But you're still throwing bows
Like a Maccabee
Slip in tactfully
Just like Vaseline
Don't harass the sleeping dragon
Or your ass will be the past
Your the most
Precious thing that I have
Ever held in
My life
And I hope
That you see me through this
Battle for my home
Oh Molly
Dancing where the caskets shake
In the cemetery buried
In the rubble where the ashes quake
Make a last mistake
Make them draft their fate
Make a noise and bring the boys
So you can throw them on their ass
Your the most
Precious thing that I have
Ever held in
My life
And I hope
That you see me through this
Battle for my home
Oh Molly
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12. |
The World on Acid
10:51
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They gather to gather forever forever
They gather to gather forever forever
They dance in the dumpsters when they are hungry
They gather to gather forever forever
They hide in the darkness when the cop car passes
Their eyes are so pure and their faces are placid
The world on acid
They pass round the flask that fills smoke in their lungs
This is the diviner's comb
They bury the pigs in the blood of their home
They bury the pigs in the blood of their home
They ride through the desert to find devil's canyon
They bury the pigs in the blood of their home
They cover their chests in arrests of the masses
Their eyes are so pure and their faces are placid
The world on acid
They bend over backs to put holes in their lungs
This is how they creepy crawl
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