Anti-Flag Lyrics
Anti-Flag Lyrics
"Seattle Was A Riot Lyrics"
One man in my heart Lyrics
When you ask me do I mean it? You have to know You are the only one You ask me if it is forever How can I show? There's no comparison Beyond y
When you ask me do I mean it? You have to know You are the only one You ask me if it is forever How can I show? There's no comparison Beyond y
Seattle was a riot, they tried to pin on us But we didn't show up, with gas and billy clubs An un-armed mass of thousands, just trying to be heard But there are no world leaders- that want to hear our words. Ohhh. Why must we riot Why must we protest Just to be heard - by the world? The World Bank's greed and lies, digs graves in 3rd world land
Following My Own Tracks Lyrics
It's getting harder to decide on which way I should go Should I let myself down fast? I don't think I wanna know It's over-said but understated just h
s And fills them with the remains of exploited workers Or displaced native peoples, and destroyed ecosystems Under the guise of progress, relief, and tech assistance. Ohhh. Since the dawn of history -the few who own control Have bent and rewrote history-how they want it to go They try to control what we learn-and take away our rights Cause when the mIt's getting harder to decide on which way I should go Should I let myself down fast? I don't think I wanna know It's over-said but understated just h
Prodigal Son Lyrics
(Rev. Wilkins) Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road Started down the road Took all he had and started down the road Go
asses round the world unite That's a force they can not fight We'll fight for our We'll fight for our We'll fight for our We'll fight for our Rights! Sitting in what was designated the "Cooperation Zone" by Seattle Police Sergeant Richard Goldstein They sat heads bowed- listening as the police methodically shot pepper spray- one eye at a tim(Rev. Wilkins) Well a poor boy took his father's bread and started down the road Started down the road Took all he had and started down the road Go
Sad Movies Lyrics
Day and night we walk these aisles In the same old movie show And look for someone to feel for a while. There's matinees on Saturdays When we sit i
e into the eyes of their passive brothers and sisters Whore like police- playing judge, jury, and executioner for their pimp like bosses in the World Band and W.T.O. This is not justice. This is not the role of, The Servants of the People Such tyranny brings ruling classes crashing to the ground and contemporary societies to an end.Day and night we walk these aisles In the same old movie show And look for someone to feel for a while. There's matinees on Saturdays When we sit i