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The Last Cry of Dissent

by The Seditionists

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A Religious Preyer (Verse) They stroll into church with Doe-like eyes Playing roles in a world that they despise. Going through the motions, praying far a better life While the priest sells the masses on god ending their strife. Milking the dreams and dollars of the Sunday flock, The cash office doesn’t realize the faith that they mock. They espouse their holy book, but don’t know why Swallowing the pretty sermons of the NIV lie. (Bridge) There’s no problem with faith, in fact I believe That from the suffering of this world, we will get a reprieve But if you follow without question, acts without belief Then you do nothing but promote and existence of grief (Chorus) Organized brainwashing, of the weak-willed flock The parade of Sunday-Christians that live on your block They chide you for not following their ways Screaming that giving to the church in the end pays They can’t handle debates or clashes of opinion All that they see is an act of pagan sedition (Verse) Religious masturbation the chosen hide there fear Holding up as a shield, the preaching they hold dear The religious right smiles as it chokes the state Claiming they hold the keys to heaven’s gate They crush all they claim are “evil”, from tribal's to gays Preaching and praying for the end of days Through their rituals and rules the break down the will The world around them is progressing but they stand still (Bridge) The tenants of religion are not even that bad But the application by the masses drives me fucking mad The church treats you like a generic patron Selling you salvation at a rate with inflation. (Chorus) Organized cattle stomping to the same beat Not realizing, to the church their just meat I’ve had enough with their organized poison Most of these people don’t know why they are goin’ Running in circles in god’s rat race Followers are just numbers, without a face (Verse) So practice whatever faith you choose. If you believe it is right you have nothing to loose But if your worshiping and following out of fear or a goal Then your going to loose your immortal soul Don’t be religious prey
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(Verse) So you're Jittery, worried and sick all the time, Even if you're a kid or just hitting you're prime. The TV blasts wonder cures, bottles of salvation, Subdue the sick people to control the nation. Chemical depressants break down everyones will, Try a natural solution, nah! just down another pill! (Chorus) Prescribed and contrived, depressed and repressed! The Drugged Generation! Alienated and opiated, nauseous and over-cautious! The Drugged Generation! The Prognosis from coast to coast, is the greatest social disease, They're curing symptoms of thinking freely! (Verse) So you take pills to sleep, even if it makes your stomach bleed, How are these cures, cooked up by greed? So you're depressed because you know what's wrong? Well who wouldn't be that way, if they knew what was going on. But the medical complex swells, to treat our problems, People are so misguided and sick, we forgot how we got them! (Chorus) Prescribed and contrived, depressed and repressed! The Drugged Generation! Alienated and opiated, nauseous and over-cautious! The Drugged Generation! The Prognosis from coast to coast, is the greatest social disease, They're curing symptoms of thinking freely! (Rant) (Chorus)
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I Met A Girl 02:28
(Verse) Oh, I just love watching you sleep, Silently into your bedroom I creep. You don't know it but I love you, Some day you'll realize you love me too! I know at the coffee shop you don't mean what you say, Petty social politics make it that way. Got some scissors cut some of your hair, Stole some of your panties hope you don't care. Pictures of you cover my walls, Why don't you return any of my calls? (Chorus) I met a girl that I'm gonna marry, Her and her friends say I'm scary. follow her around all of the time, If it's in public than it ain't no crime. Gonna make her my immortal bride, Gonna get you baby you can't hide! (Verse) Saw you when I was driving out late, Her face reflected in headlights it was fate. You looked confused, lost and alone, Bit your lip and asked for a ride home. I took the back roads you started to worry, I looked at you n' said "baby what's the hurry?" Opened up my heart told you how I feel, You laughed in my face and said "get real!" I was filled with hurt and disgrace, So I chloroformed that chick and took her back to my place! (Chorus) Why'd she have to make me mad? Gonna have to hurt her real bad! Get out my tools all nice and clean, Carving her up is going to be a wet dream. I met a girl her name was Nicky, Gonna bury her out in the cemetery. (Verse) In the moonlight she looked so pretty, Just had to take some of her back home with me. Police didn't find evidence of foul play, Everyone assumes she just ran away. Why'd she have to hurt me so? If she would've behaved I would've let her go. Every time I fall for a girl it's the same, She rejects me and I play with her brain. Suck her bones and stitch her skin, Their blood on my fingers the fun begins. Playing with their flesh makes me smile, The ones I don't cut up keep me company for a while. you're not the first, your're not the last, You're just a ghost From my past! (Chorus) I met a girl at the store, She's everything I want and more. Think she's better than the rest, Going to kidnap her and put her to the test. I'm getting ready for the big night- If she rejects me...she'd better put up a fight!
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(Verse) Screaming from sea to shining sea, (Hey) No one is gonna fuckin’ own me. (Hey) My brothers & sisters can’t fight alone, (Hey) Solidarity straight to the bone. They all think we’re fucking slaves, (Hey) Working us into our graves. (Hey) We’re all united in our suffering, (Hey) But it doesn’t seem to mean a thing. Hey! Hey! Hey! UNITE! I don't care what you wear, or what adjective you call yourself, we're all being used. and we have to wake up to the fact. That you're more than just a clique, more than just a Scene, You're one of us, the great unwashed! All Leftists, let's unite, let 'em know we're puttin' up the fight! x5 (Verse) Band together or shut your damn mouth, (Hey) East to the west and north to south. (Hey) If we don’t fight now they’ll be no change. (Hey) The enemy in cross-hairs comin’ in range. Make sure you finish what you start, (Hey) Nothings worth doing without the heart. (Hey) If you really want to spark the revolution, (Hey) Uniting is the only real solution. FIGHT! (ad lib adjectives) If you don't care, what I am, then I do care about you. Let 'em know, we're serious this time, Band together, become one mind. All Leftists, let's unite, let 'em know we're puttin' up the fight! x5 (Verse) Standing by your brother’s side, (Hey) Let them know your full of pride. (Hey) Working together for a start, (Hey) Tear this fucking system apart All together standing our ground, (Hey) With the new family we have found. (Hey) Finally we’re all fighting as one, (Hey) The real war has just begun.
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(Part 1) In these cold recent nights, I’ve been talking to myself. trying to realize where everything went wrong. a dead end sign shimmers, in the haunting glow. Of a discount adult bookstore and I feel all ill. This apathy, that suddenly, swallows my being. trying desperately to hold on to the dream, that honesty, creativity are just enough, to keep, this ship, from sinking. And in this heat.....we’ll burn. And in this heat.....we’ll burn. And in this heat.....we’ll burn AND OUR CAUSE AND DREAMS WILL DIE TOMORROW!!!!! (Part 2) We’re brothers and sisters, not bitter rivals. And our unified voice, Screamed in scorn, hatred and fear. If we don’t survive this, we’re gonna fuckin’ burn, This battle has to be won in the mind and the heart. If one hesitates, then we’re destined to fall Just like all those bands that we hated. We’re too right to be proven wrong, This society, system and country, Is built from the ground up, To smash us at every damn turn. And all those things that we sing about, Freedom, equality and action, This revolution can’t stand, unless we are friends, together- Tonight and tomorrow. (Part 1) And in this heat.....we’ll burn. And in this heat.....we’ll burn. And in this heat.....we’ll burn AND OUR CAUSE AND DREAMS WILL DIE TOMORROW!!!!! (Part 2) The noose is getting tighter, We all feel the pinch. Either make bonds and take our stand, or fall into the void. Not just as band mates, activists or humans, But as the people that we’ve always wanted to be. We can make some change, be more than just informed, But we need to remember why we first started this? For fame and glory? or to have our story, aired on late-night t.v? Fuck no! it was for love, for art and liberty. Helping those who are just to dumb to help themselves, I’m saying the things to your faces, that I can't say to myself, And now I know, how it fee;s, to be alone. (Part 1) I’m standing alone now, with no one to turn to looking around to see who’s standing there. I see 3 smiling faces, who feel, just how i feel And who will never will back down till it’s over. So is it over? or just begun? Is it lost? or just found? Is it me? or is it you? Or will it forever be and always us? And in this heat.....we’ll fight. And in this heat.....we’ll thrive. And in this heat.....we’ll survive. And our dreams will live for tomorrow.....
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(Verse) Coke & Pepsi sitting side by side, It’s good to see that mom and dad Aren’t fighting anymore. Let’s go for a hummer 3 ride. Life served up in 60-sec bytes, cause it’s easier to swallow Reality TV & Game shows Screw it, I’m calling it quits. Our McCulture is a total mess, Brainwashing at it’s very best I’m confused what are they selling? Not sure but I can guess. (Chorus) Better program me, Before I start to feel. Run some product placement; give me a good deal. Value my life, on Ratings and disposable income. Disillusion me; keep me focused on having fun. (Verse) First we hate Afghanistan then North Korea, Who should I view as an animal? Fox news can be obtuse. Come on PR give me an idea. What trend should I pantomime? Should I love or hate the gays? It’s so hard to decide. But I’ll take my drink with a twist of lime. What kind of ignorance should I condone? Cause I’m looking for a fight Class wars are back in style. As is fear of the great unknown. (Chorus) Teach me, or I’ll figure it out myself. Take the truth; set it on the highest shelf. If left alone I might think too much. Hold onto my mind with a miser’s clutch. (verse) Commercials cloud my mind. Icons my only friends. Keep me from. Seeking a freedom I can’t find Brought up on fast food & Pop Culture bleached bread & white sugar. the oppressive diet. Fearful of a tragic future. Corporate Americas quest for a buck c’mon sell everything. Not nailed to the floor. It cheats us all, we’re out of luck I don’t get the morals of capitol It keeps the masses, a brainwashed rabble. All the things I wish I knew What’s a wasted soul to do? NO. NOT. ME. I'M. NOT. FOR. SALE
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(Verse) Hey you, There's something wrong, When people's homes are bridges and streets. Hey you, There's something wrong, When the cries of the weak are met with defeat. Food stamps and welfare, just aren't enough, To give us everything we need. Free schools, hospitals, and housing. We're only stopped by deceit and greed. I'm becoming an American Psycho, The top 1% has got to go. Used to find solace in a punk rock band, Now I've got a gun in my hand. (Chorus) Pickin' off people on wall street, They are slabs of expensive meat. The news will say I'm a product of the system, But I was just tired of being a victim. They'll say what a senseless act, The truth is it's time to attack!! (Verse) Hey you, There's something wrong, When I have to sing this song. Hey you, There's something wrong, When I have to dodge a pig's baton. Gender, Religion, race & status, That's how they keep us divided. Push us all, into a corner, Just keep it up & wake up to a riot! The last cry of dissent, Get mad when you can't pay the rent. They say that might makes right, If that's true then we need to fight! (Chorus) Shove them off their glass towers, Torture CEO's for hours and hours. Strip their wealth give it too the poor, We outnumber grains of sand on the shore. More than a group, club or angry faction, But the proud souls who finally took ACTION! Solo Action (repeat)
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(Part 1) Once upon a time punk stood for change, brothers at arms, joined in by unfiltered rage. The system tried to convert us but we were to strong, through fashion they subverted us, punk didn't last long. Big business laughed as the cash rolled in, our puny cries of "sell-out" to cover up our sin. The movement was rotten worm-ridden to the core, Replaced by the image in the window of a store. The whole split apart. (Part 2) The tribes closed ranks and we cursed and fought. The thought of affecting change and rights had been defunct, By hardcore, thrash, ska, oi and horror punk. By the people who make the laws and keep our numbers sparse, With our help they turned our cause into a fractured farce. (Part 1) The record labels laughing at our defeat, Wrapped up in plastic clean and neat. Gave them our heads on a plate, Raped our ideals without even a date. As long as the cash flows what does it matter? Why we run around all broken and scattered. Scream and shout that we're gonna win, But we turn around and buy their meth and gin! The whole split apart. (Part 2) D.I.Y and support the scene these words have all but died, Living your life by lyrics wake up and smell the lie. We're at each others throats and we're dying fast, The way things are going, we're never going to last. You're being fucked in every way by those who exploit the scene, But to you i'm just a punk on paper so my words don't mean a thing. (Part 1) When people think of punk they dwell on a stereotype, The way act we deserve the bigoted hype. Do you live by a code or do your actions have no meaning? Or are you so fucking oblivious to the class war your feeding. I want to help be part of the solution, Not a punker-than-though musical institution. So buck up and practice what you preach, Or our goals will lie beyond our reach.
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(Verse) So let's talk about, the boys in blue Those in uniform, who turn the screws Lap dogs to the rich, Abusers of the poor The gang of the state, the Governments whore. The push around, anyone the can Intimidating you & shortening your life span. (Chorus) Given the power, to do what they will Blackmail, rob, exploit and Kill I'm fucking tired, of the shit they pull By the time they're through, The prisons will be full!! If you got a badge, you can do no wrong We're been living in fear, for far to long With that sick feeling, cued by their flashing lights The facade is cracking, that we have rights (Verse) Traveling in packs, prowling the street Enforcing their laws, from beat to beat You learn your place, or they’ll shoot you down The jackals that creep, around your town. Better have some ID, or your out of luck They're control is total, but who gives a fuck? (Chorus) The PD is nothing, but a disease like sharks in the water, they feel the unease The people we're looking, realizing we're strong and if they keep fucking us over, they won't last long Cause the times are changing, and our anger swells If you see a corrupt cop, go ahead and send em to hell (Verse) Cops break the laws, they swear to protect They’re bestowed their power, by the corrupt elect. If you want to stand up, be strong and fight for your land then i say to you, take the law into your own hand! (Rant) WHEN. WILL YOU FIGHT? x2 The cops break the laws, The cops break the laws, the cops break the laws, without a just cause. The cops break the laws, the cops break the laws, the cops break the laws, there is no just cause! x2
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(verse) You look so pretty, With your flawless face. How many animals suffer, to build up your grace? With your smooth face cream, and your ruby red lips. While lab rats swell up with poison filled cysts. Your skin may be pristine, but your souls a mess. Because you’ll endorse torture, so you can look your best. You don’t care about the critters fate, cause your busy getting dressed for a date. (Chorus) your beauty is stunning, the marketing execs are cunning. With your mother of pearl smile, the test bodies start to pile. You enhance your features, from the suffering of creatures. Who can’t fight for themselves. (Verse) You love the family dog, screw the animals in the lab. You buy Revlon, and Avon, while mammals get, poked, bled and stabbed. You don’t eat meat, cause you love Bambi, but you always carry a compact it’s so handy. The image you create, Is a polished lie, But the modern ideal of beauty, you can’t seem to defy. The glossy cover, of the magazine, You can’t re-create, even in your wildest dreams. (chorus) (Verse) You say that I’m cruel, cause I could kill a man. But you aid daily to genocide, and I’ll never understand. So don’t cry over, the treatment of man’s best friend. Raise up against the factories, make the pain and suffering end.
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(Verse) You scream and shout for freedom and democracy, You promise you’ll do anything for a fair society. Waiting for the day of the worker’s revolution, The whole time feeding an elitist institution. If you really cared you’d do whatever it takes, From protest to resistance to the games of the state. Taking a gun into your hand you say you’ll save the day, Ready for the battle, fight and die without delay. This violent militia talk is so easy to shout, But you forgot the other options what the struggle is all about. Killing cops and CEO’s is that your master plan? Yeah it’s easier to hate the system, than love your fellow man. (Chorus) You’ll bitch and moan – but not read the issues! You’ll lob a bomb – but not a ballot! You’ll take a life – but not other actions! You’ll give your all – but not cast a vote! (Verse) This wishy-washy concern just won’t do, Your priorities and actions are a bit askew. If we get our way without bloodshed, is that so wrong? Spend more time organizing, making our voice loud and strong. Do more then get hateful and right, Make bonds of love and support, all leftists unite! If it comes to war I’ll be the one of the first to cast a stone, Fight the good fight not let my comrades die alone. I believe it’s better to dies on your feet, than life on your knees, We can still win peacefully even in times like these. Do what we can before we start to attack, Once the blood flows, there's no turning back! (Chorus) ( Bridge) The government is fucked you think I don’t know? Sometimes it’s hard to know how to go. But you have to be smart, attack from every front. The enemy is strong, and out on the hunt. They want to stop our minds and silence our voice. This is serious do you think we have a choice? To pick and choose how beat them? The same fists on the wall, they’ll just win again. History has been proven that the masses hold the power. That one united voice can topple the highest tower. We use the system and rules to prepare for the fight. Using the government’s ways to let them know that we’re right. Women, workers and minorities fought to their last breath. With he hopes in their minds, that after their deaths. That their children would get the voice they’d been denied. A sense of power and justice, love and pride. But when you don’t vote, I think it’s a disgrace. With all these people sacrificed you throw their legacy in their face! (Chorus) VOTE! VOTE! CAST A FUCKING VOTE! VOTE! VOTE! CAST YOUR VOTE!
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(Verse) While most boys worry about spots on their face, He worries about his stitches staying in place. Being popular at school is so very hard, When your home address is the town’s graveyard. Boys faint when he tries to kiss their cheeks, cause the bolts in his neck and the dead flesh reeks. No one wants him, not even the dorks, When he comes around they all grab their pitchforks. (Chorus) Teenage Frankenstein, Mixed up parts from the dead. Yeah a teenage Frankenstein, 7ft tall with a flat head. Teenage Frankenstein, In the halls he has to hide. Yeah a teenage Frankenstein, Looking for his sweet un-dead guy whoa! For Him puberty will never be a big deal, If he wants to grow he'll find another corpse to steal. Doesn't have a partner for the study lab, Cause he was created on a cold, hard slab. Lightning zaps straight to his brain, So tired of loosing the un-life game. He asks a boy out, they run with fright, If he can’t get a date He'll have to make one tonight. (Chorus) It's the night of the prom and he has no date, His classmates are full of fear and hate. He Strolls to the graveyard to be under the stars, A husky voice says, “I dig your scars.” This Goth beauty has a thing for the un-dead, He asks him to the dance, He asks him to the bed. He screams He’ll be forever mine-O-mine, Yeah tonight he going to a happy Frankenstein (Chorus) Teenage Frankenstein, Lonely and misunderstood. Yeah a teenage Frankenstein, But that boy loves him more than he ever thought could. Teenage Frankenstein, Never had a place to go. A teenage Frankenstein, Self-esteem at an all-time low. Yeah a teenage Frankenstein, Just afraid of fire, with no future plan. A teenage Frankenstein, Once a monster now his baby made him a Man!
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(Verse) There’s a plague that pollutes the scene, It degrades us more than anything. Fucking racist neo-skins, Spouting off populist sins. Turning the scene to an issue of race, Wolves in punk clothing with no place. Traveling in packs to terrorize a show, Don’t buy their shit they’ve got to go. Ignorant bigots that’s all they’ll be, If they extent a hand return your knee. I have no patience for this scum, Beat them all till the job is done. You scream that you’re better than me? Because you’re a fucking nazi? (Chorus) Be a Skin Stomper (Skin stomper) Take the movement back Yeah a skin stomper (skin stomper) Give the swastika wearer a whack Be a Skin stomper (Skin stomper) If they turn up to your place Yeah a skin stomper (Skin stomper) Hit em in the fucking face (Verse) They say they promote America, That there Aryan patriots. If that is what American means, Then I’m a fucking Terrorist. They spread a message of hate, Being manipulated by the system. While we promote freedom, From any type of oppression. They feed on fear and ignorance, Just like our government. If they hate your heritage or skin color, Than make theirs black and blue. FUCK THEM UP! (chorus) (Verse) Wearing their 14/88, Pawns of the state. They're looking for their place, But there's no fucking master race. Just scared bigots who want to play, At being the white trash who save the day. While being manipulated by the state, This mentality I just can't relate. The 1000 year Reich barely lasted 10 years, Adopting a uniform to cover up their fears. THEY CAN'T ESCAPE! WE'LL CUT THEM DOWN! (Chorus) They gotta gooooooo, Racist trash noooooow, Stand up for your shit, hit 'em in the FUCKING FACE!
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(Verse) My fathers working into an early grave, To feed his family, He became a blue-collar slave. But to me, he’ll always be a working class hero. You break your back every day, So uncle scam can take your pay. You hope for a raise that your boss denied, They take everything but your pride. But at least, you’ll always be a working class hero. The working class is this countries glue, But they’re always the first they screw. You always have less than you need, Always another mouth to feed. The job market sucks your soul, Keep you racing for a mediocre goal. (Chorus Be, Join us and be, a working class hero. Take my hand, Make a stand. Cause tonight there’s gonna be change. Be, Join us and be, a working class hero. Band together, make a stand, for the rights we deserve. We, and yes we, the working class heroes. If they knock you down, Get up off the ground. -And show them, you won’t back off. (Verse) Most of this countries below the poverty line, But the GOP doesn’t seem to mind. This place is mixed up and confused, When the best of us are trampled and abused. Your life’s ambition is to die without debt, You ask yourself how much worse could it get? Workers rights these days are joke, Your employer gives you another poke. They work you till you can’t do anymore, Then they cut you loose and lock the door. No one will hire you cause your all used up, Like a piece of trash or a plastic cup. (Chorus) Be, come on and be, a working class hero So don’t be used, what do you have to loose? Let’s give em’ hell!!! Be, Join us and be, a working class hero. You’ll never see us get a medal, but you’ll see our callused hands, This is our, legacy We, and yes we, the working class heroes. This is the way, they say it's gotta be, but that's not fucking so. (Verse) Fight for the freedoms our parents fought and died for, Because the system will always want more. Then you could ever give, But it’s time for us to do more than just live. It’s time for the working class to prosper and thrive. It’s time for me, and you, to finally be alive.

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