Rage Against The Machine Lyrics
Rage Against The Machine Lyrics
"Memory of the Dead Lyrics"
Winners Take All Lyrics
Life's been good Life's been bad Now I know What I had Has taken it's toll on me Yes we give And we take What we get Is what we make Believe that dreams come true Life is crazy We're not foo
Life's been good Life's been bad Now I know What I had Has taken it's toll on me Yes we give And we take What we get Is what we make Believe that dreams come true Life is crazy We're not foo
wealthy vampires
with the cold hands of executioners
execute
executive decisions
determined to destroy
what 1 million women, children, and men
1910
died, drowning in the rage of battle.
mothers, half naked
infants clutching thier necks
running frantically
tripping over the bodies of their sons
teeth gnashing
swinging machete
spitting blood and mud, and screaming:
land, and liberty!
were erased.
buried and burned
along
Believer Lyrics
When you're hurt you heal others. When you're in need you give. Because of you I am living the most that I can live. Oh, sweet darling girl I'm so glad you found me. Oh, sweet darling girl Your power surrounds me. with the memory of the dead
along with the ejido.
with the smooth stroke of a pen
and with the ghost of Nixon present in their eyes
they smiled.
and pronounced the omnipitence
of the free market
the profits of profit
extending the scurge of columbus and pizarro
the freedom to buy things you can never afford
the freedom for indians to buy corn that once flourished overgrown in their backyards
the freedom to die of curable disease
the freedom to wa
the freedom to starve and die
without land
or liberty
but Ramona, with eyes of obsidian
peering through her blood and sweat drenched mask
darding, unseen
changing direction with the swiftness of a bird
through the shanty's of the canyon
with every coyote, every insect, every phylum of life
urging her, propelling her forward.
the leaves and branches of the forest
part for miles, clearing her path
th
echo in the deepest chasm of her soul
hurling her, toward the city
history surging through her veins
pulsing through her fingers
hurling her, towards the city
she caresses her trigger
and the words of magome fulfil her being
and with each shot she fires, she affirms her movement
saying:
enough! enough!
no!
I will see my own blood flow
before you take my land...or my liberty
When you're hurt you heal others. When you're in need you give. Because of you I am living the most that I can live. Oh, sweet darling girl I'm so glad you found me. Oh, sweet darling girl Your power surrounds me.
along with the ejido.
with the smooth stroke of a pen
and with the ghost of Nixon present in their eyes
they smiled.
and pronounced the omnipitence
of the free market
the profits of profit
extending the scurge of columbus and pizarro
the freedom to buy things you can never afford
the freedom for indians to buy corn that once flourished overgrown in their backyards
the freedom to die of curable disease
the freedom to wa
The Narrowing List Lyrics
The time is now. Salvation, time to surface and be rooted in your love, oh God. Die to ourselves, understanding what you did. You're worthy of praise. More of you and less of me. For you are my everything. I'm unworthy,
ch their children's stomachs swell and burstThe time is now. Salvation, time to surface and be rooted in your love, oh God. Die to ourselves, understanding what you did. You're worthy of praise. More of you and less of me. For you are my everything. I'm unworthy,
the freedom to starve and die
without land
or liberty
but Ramona, with eyes of obsidian
peering through her blood and sweat drenched mask
darding, unseen
changing direction with the swiftness of a bird
through the shanty's of the canyon
with every coyote, every insect, every phylum of life
urging her, propelling her forward.
the leaves and branches of the forest
part for miles, clearing her path
th
Typical Lyrics
(Bob Regan/George Teren) Throw away the book, forget about the rules, set aside your doubts They don't apply now Everything you know, all that's gone before Ain't what we're about, it's here and right now Compared to an
e voices and screams of the dead beneathe her feet(Bob Regan/George Teren) Throw away the book, forget about the rules, set aside your doubts They don't apply now Everything you know, all that's gone before Ain't what we're about, it's here and right now Compared to an
echo in the deepest chasm of her soul
hurling her, toward the city
history surging through her veins
pulsing through her fingers
hurling her, towards the city
she caresses her trigger
and the words of magome fulfil her being
and with each shot she fires, she affirms her movement
saying:
enough! enough!
no!
I will see my own blood flow
before you take my land...or my liberty