Anti-Flag lyrics
Anti-Flag lyrics
"The Press Corpse lyrics"
No Half Steppin' lyrics
Track track track track Track masters hinchmen keep it moving Motown Sharissa where you at I was just about to say I'm sorry for being late, But I can't say nothing The accusations you gripe ad you complain, You always mad about something. You'd be wilding out if you knew I had packed my things,
Track track track track Track masters hinchmen keep it moving Motown Sharissa where you at I was just about to say I'm sorry for being late, But I can't say nothing The accusations you gripe ad you complain, You always mad about something. You'd be wilding out if you knew I had packed my things,
The {Downing Street} memo says...
...We gotta work to make the facts fit the false charges
Pull the wool over the eyes of the filthy masses
Stab the people in the back for the corporate choice
Roll the propaganda out using The People's Voice
We don't want to talk about it...
The press scribble scribble every half-truth spoke
Then shoot it round the country like an April Fools joke
Hype the nation for a Desert Storm love affair
Wave the stars and stripes like you just don't care!
They talk it up all day, they talk it up all night
They talk until their face turns blue - Red white and blue!
But when the truth es
Drawn Out lyrics
so the lines are lost on the smallest details of the life that we tossed pushed out over the rail and the wounds run deep through the one man so bad he's fallen beneath the touch of your hand and its all drawn out there's nothing inside and nothing to hold nothing to find its wearing' me o
capes the night and crawls into the dayso the lines are lost on the smallest details of the life that we tossed pushed out over the rail and the wounds run deep through the one man so bad he's fallen beneath the touch of your hand and its all drawn out there's nothing inside and nothing to hold nothing to find its wearing' me o
We find the picture still askew
They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and mindlessly salute
They don't want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute
And on the TV screen...
...Diversion and aversion is the flavor of the day
Was it WMDs? Or Democracy?
Blame it on MI-6 or the CIA
The White House Press Corpse only has one thing to say...
"We don't want to talk about it!"
The White House boils over, "Al Jazeera got it wrong!"
The Press Corpse jumps onboard singi
Walk A Year In My Mind lyrics
seduced of my virgin descentraped of this primitive trustinstinct... an art of overridden wrathtwisted and bound into my own fleshbreak down... this existencea wish of death... a tired warm breathdisturb the subtle side of meexpression my qualityscratching this sanityinto my walled mind...my sustain
ng the White House songseduced of my virgin descentraped of this primitive trustinstinct... an art of overridden wrathtwisted and bound into my own fleshbreak down... this existencea wish of death... a tired warm breathdisturb the subtle side of meexpression my qualityscratching this sanityinto my walled mind...my sustain
While over in Iraq thousands are dead because of lies
The spineless war drumming-press corpse have taken lives
They talk it up all day, they talk it up all night
They talk until their face turns blue - Red white and blue!
But when the truth escapes the night and crawls into the day
We find the picture still askew
They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and mindlessly salute
They don't want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute
Fires fueled on endless lies
Black shrouds coat desert
Carnal Lust lyrics
Under the sky of blackened clouds A moonfog shall arise Seven winds of hate Awaits... I raise my sword to the sky to the sphere where the ravens fly Seal the sign of the twilight hordeLife, eternal life You're devoured as one Dominion of centuries behindAcross the horizon in North The forces
skiesUnder the sky of blackened clouds A moonfog shall arise Seven winds of hate Awaits... I raise my sword to the sky to the sphere where the ravens fly Seal the sign of the twilight hordeLife, eternal life You're devoured as one Dominion of centuries behindAcross the horizon in North The forces
A nation's viewpoint blurred and led
As embeds report what they're fed
We don't want to talk about it...
We don't want to talk about it...
We don't want to talk about it...
We don't want to talk about it...
(We don't want to talk about it...)
We don't, don't want to, we don't wanna talk about it
(We don't want to...)
We don't, don't want to, we don't wanna talk
They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute
They don't want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute