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Tower of Babble
02:37
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"Hello. How are you? What do you do?"
I feel like shit and I exist.
Are you interested in what I have to say?
Or are you just a parrot pointlessly cackling away?
Do you really want to know the answer?
Do you really want to know the answer?
Do you really want to know the answer?
Language stripped of any real meaning
Conversation reduced to empty sloganeering
Bricks in the tower of babble so imposing
A monument to our lack of understanding
Do you really want to know the answer?
Do you really want to know the answer?
Do you really want to know the answer?
Flawlessly reciting the script
Words ring hollow
Will you remember what I said tomorrow?
Will you remember what I said tomorrow?
No!
Innuendo and doublespeak leave substance far behind
Deciphering your words is just a waste of time
Since when is communication such a crime?
An open mouth and a vacuous, vacant mind
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2. |
It's Time
02:37
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You say you love this country wrong or right
Blind loyalty ot robs you of your sight
Uncle sam doesn't care whether you live or die
Money for defense while the hungry children cry
It's time to reconsider the myths you hold as true
It's time to re-evaluate what you deem sacred too
Strangled by the swaddling banner you salute
Enslaved by the free market economic brute
Lay down your life for it, I don't understand
You're pummeled to the ground by the invisible hand
Screwed by the very same system you embrace
Do you really like being kept down in your place?
It's time to reconsider the myths you hold as true
It's time to re-evaluate what you deem sacred too
Strangled by the swaddling banner you salute
Enslaved by the free market economic brute
Living hand to mouth is the thanks that you get
For being a faithful and obedient pet
Shed the shakles of wage slavery
Only then will we truly be free
It's time to reconsider the myths you hold as true
It's time to re-evaluate what you deem sacred too
Strangled by the swaddling banner you salute
Enslaved by the free market economic brute
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3. |
A Plastic Jesus
01:52
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Come hear my word, now will you follow?
You're sick of life, your soul so hollow
Lies fill the void, you ask no questions
Picked clean, you don't detect deception
A gullible flock that's led astray
Unwavering faith will be betrayed
A song is sung for all to hear
Corruption masked with holy fear
Prey upon your every vulnerability
Comfort for your perceived fragility
Worship on the altar of my pride and greed
Kept in a state of constant dependency
Come and take me by the hand
Salt that rises above the falling sand
Take the bait that keeps me in control
Fortune built on the backs of wandering souls
A plastic Jesus with the will to seize us
In the grip of his power sweet bliss turns sour
144,000 souls in need
144,000 souls will bleed
144,000 souls will cry
144,000 God damn lies
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4. |
Putty In Their Hands
02:37
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Patriotic, idiotic, anachronistic warped ideals
Full of pride, God's on your side, how comfortable it makes you feel
Manipulated, miseducated, immersed in false superiority
Placing blame, such a shame you can't confront inferiority
Resenting others 'cause they're different from you
Buy into myths from those who prey on hatred
Subvert your mind to feed your need for power
Putty in their hands
Military, reactionary, goose-stepping to the twisted tune
Suicide is glorified, misguided "martyrs" who have died too soon
Theorist or terrorist? With words as weapons someone else will die
Homicide justified by racist propaganda lies
Resenting others 'cause they're different from you
Buy into myths from those who prey on hatred
Subvert your mind to feed your need for power
Putty in their hands
I wish there was a reason
There has to be a reason
Resenting others 'cause they're different from you
Buy into myths from those who prey on hatred
Subvert your mind to feed your need for power
Putty in their hands
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5. |
Passing You By
01:54
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The talk show demigogues, the television
Usurp our power with class division
The simple answers, the complex problems
No confrontation, preserving the system
Sit back as the truth passes you by
Sit back as the truth passes you by
Don't bother to find out its a lie
Sit back as the truth passes you by
Just trust the pundits, don't bother thinking
An empty sponge, intellect is sinking
Can't soil your clean hands with dirty digging
Odious agenda - blame the victim
Sit back as the truth passes you by
Sit back as the truth passes you by
Don't bother to find out its a lie
Sit back as the truth passes you by
Their hate becomes your glee
But is that what you really see,
Or a comfortable fit for warped reality?
Posturing, snivling, shouting
What you already want to believe
Led by the nose, bamboozled and deceived
Sit back as the truth passes you by
Sit back as the truth passes you by
Don't bother to find out its a lie
Sit back as the truth passes you by
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6. |
Square Peg
02:29
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I won't grow into it, I won't buy into it
I have no use for it, I want no part of it
I won't grow into it, I won't buy into it
I have no use for it, I want no part of it
As time goes by, most square pegs are slowly whittled down
To fit the black hole of complacency and facelessness
Square pegs stand their ground while round ones simply roll along
Keep your whittling knife away from my square corners
I won't grow into it, I won't buy into it
I have no use for it, I want no part of it
I won't grow into it, I won't buy into it
I have no use for it, I want no part of it
So happy to follow just like lemmings to the sea
But at least you're not alone
They've taken my body, but they'll never take my mind
Acceptance of their regimented codes I'll never find
You've made your decision, now you have to live with it
But don't drag me into that worthless, murky sea of shit
I won't grow into it, I won't buy into it
I have no use for it, I want no part of it
I won't grow into it, I won't buy into it
I have no use for it, I want no part of it
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7. |
Blind Leading the Blind
01:55
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Full of mindless macho energy
Craving power and identity
Deceived by promises of glory
Signed away to the powers that be
Purged of your emotions and feelings to become their killing tool
Don't question, don't think, just act, be prepared to follow their rule
American intervention in the name of freedom and democracy
The hypocrisy doesn't phase you, you're simply cargo to be shipped overseas
Storm the front at their beck and call
Knee-jerk obedience leaves no time to stall
They got you corner up against the wall
No one really cares when it's your turn to fall
Caught in the crossfire of opposing ideologies
Expendable pawn's life snuffed out in the scene that no one sees
Another broken hero lies on top of the corpse heap
Another family grieves while our blind leaders softly sleep
Precious blood is spilled for their worthless cause
Condemned to a violent death by authority without pause
No honor to kill or die in the name of your country
Cannon fodder for the war machine is the tragic reality
It's the blind leading the blind leading the blind leading the blind
It's the blind leading the blind leading the blind leading the blind
It's the blind leading the blind leading the blind leading the blind
It's the blind leading the blind leading the blind leading the blind
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8. |
Last Laugh
01:58
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Doubted from day one, declared "not able"
The time has come to turn the table
Have no faith in me, nor I in you
Though barriers surround me, I'll crash through
One of these days I'm gonna be somebody
One of these days I'm gonna be important
One of these days I'm gonna make a difference
I'll have the last laugh on you
Yes, I'll have the last laugh on you
Didn't measure up to your standard of success
Doesn't make what I do worth any less
Dismiss my ideas as pie in the sky
It sure beats the hell out of living a lie
One of these days I'm gonna be somebody
One of these days I'm gonna be important
One of these days I'm gonna make a difference
I'll have the last laugh on you
Yes, I'll have the last laugh on you
Haunted by echoing ridicules past
But your cocky self-assuredness didn't last
A cog in the machine, you found your place
You snickering boomerangs back in your face
One of these days I'm gonna be somebody
One of these days I'm gonna be important
One of these days I'm gonna make a difference
I'll have the last laugh on you
Yes, I'll have the last laugh on you
I'll have the last laugh on you
I'll have the last laugh on you, ha ha ha ha!
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9. |
All In All
01:54
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As a boy I thought I could change the world
Right the wrong, grow big and strong
But the years have passed, the visions have passed
Thoughts have changed, priorities rearranged
All in all, I thought I could change the world
All in all, won't forget what I have learned
All in all, another page has turned
All in all
In my life I have overcame
Many obstacles that stood in my way
Leaned to progress this far in life
Life's ups and downs, many years of strife
All in all, dealt with the decisions I made
All in all, walked down the paths I laid
All in all, wouldn't want it no other way
All in all
The roads wind up and down where we once drove
Life seemed so simple then, there was always hope
Parental dependency, nothing there to show
Life's bittersweet memories, no tinge of afterglow
I changed myself to make others happy
Many years of bliss, it wasn't me
Couldn't shake the label "nice guy" as you can see
Is there such a thing as inner harmony?
All in all, saw no silver lining, no brass ring
All in all, velcro memories that wouldn't cling
All in all, no golden halo or pair of wings
All in all
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10. |
Familiar Strangers
02:40
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Oh yeah, we trade companionship for wads of paper
Taught to shut out our friends, ignore our neighbors
Surrounded every day by familiar strangers
Convince yourself that nothing's wrong
You just sit back and play along
Oblivious to capitalist alienation, human segregation
How mush do you really know about me?
How can you say that we're so free?
Defined by occupation, position-my definition
Oh yeah, we trade companionship for wads of paper
Taught to shut out our friends, ignore our neighbors
Surrounded every day by familiar strangers
Friendship means nothing in this world
A man or woman, boy or girl
It's just a game we all like to play as we're cast away
We've known each other for so long
You think that coldness makes you strong
Prepare yourself for a lonely existence, with no assistance
Oh yeah, we trade companionship for wads of paper
Taught to shut out our friends, ignore our neighbors
Surrounded every day by familiar strangers
We're all strangers living near
We're all strangers stung by fear
We're all strangers with no cheer
Oh, yeah!
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11. |
Free Trade
01:25
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All those corporate leaders shouting "buy american"
Patriotic slogans try to hide their real plan
Don't let them fool you when they scream and holler
Their only loyalty is to the almighty dollar
They don't give a shit when you're out on the street
Another lowly insect crushed under their feet
Before you look for other countries to blame
Realize you're a victim of the american capitalist game
They want to get you riled up against the japanese
Then they close down your plant and ship it overseas
Or cheaper labor costs in mexico
Who's fault is that? I think you already know
They don't give a shit when you're out on the street
Another lowly insect crushed under their feet
Before you look for other countries to blame
Realize you're a victim of the american capitalist game
lax environmental standards across the Rio Grande
American corporations pollute and rape their land
Greedy motherfuckers who have no regard for life
Have the nerve to blame consumers for our economic strife
They don't give a shit when you're out on the street
Another lowly insect crushed under their feet
Before you look for other countries to blame
Realize you're a victim of the american capitalist game
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Indecisiveness, such a childish act
Always pushing me to get your act straight
It's many years past sixteen, it's time for you to grow up
Before it's too late
Something out there more, you think
Your mind begins wandering
Time to realize there's no
Gold at the end of life's rainbow
Your teenage years are gone
Immature thinking can't go on
You're not another sheep to follow the flock
Be original, think of what you want
Your teenage years are gone
Your middle twenties had a lot to do with your friends' influence
The clothes you wore and what they thought of you
You always had to be part of the crowd
To drink, party and get real loud
Now you've come to the split in the road
Don't know which way you want to go
Which ever path you might undertake
Might leave you thinking you've made a big mistake
Your teenage years are gone
Youth can only last so long
It's tmie to grow up, time to get your act straight
Try to make the right choice, don't procrastinate
Your teenage years are gone
To figure out this mystery I'd be a sleuth
I'm tired of this bullshit to tell you the truth
Childish thinking leaves me aloof
In conclusion, you've outlived youth
Your teenage years are gone
Immature thinking can't go on
You're not another sheep to follow the flock
Be original, think of what you want
Your teenage years are gone
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13. |
Please Sign Us
01:57
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Hey, Mister record company
Please sign us, we're ready to sell out
That's what it's all about, oh yeah
Please sign us, wer'e ready to sell out
We wanna be part of the corporate rock machine
Sold like another can of beans
To be on MTV and make a lot of money
Hey, Mister record company
Please sign us, we're ready to sell out
That's what it's all about, oh yeah
Please sign us, wer'e ready to sell out
We don't care what we play or what we say
Intergity don't matter anyway
As long as it sells, and the cash registers are ringing their bells
We don't care about substance or meaning (No)
Market the image, concentrate on what they're seeing (Yes)
We don't care about substance or meaning (No)
That shit just dosen't rake in profits
Hey, Mister record company
Please sign us, we're ready to sell out
That's what it's all about, oh yeah
Please sign us, we're ready to sell out
We wanna be big rock stars and drive fancy cars
And have big swimming pools
We don't care if we're fools as long as the trendy kids think we're cool
Part of the big corporate rock machine
Part of the big corporate rock machine
Part of the big corporate rock machine
Part of the big corporate rock machine
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The Comrades Clifton, New Jersey
Formed 1983 in Clifton NJ, regrouped in early 1990s. Punk/Post-Punk writing and recording project that occasionally plays live. Some like our creations, and some don’t. Makes no difference to us. We will be re-releasing the rest of the back catalog eventually. ... more
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