Critics on Critics
Sons and daughters of the sun
Quetza's offspring on the run
Wages down, their profit up
NAFTA hero for them lords
'94 robbed land with swords
Ghosts and killing on the polls
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
That this land isn't theirs
Privatized our healthcare
We're done
We've been taught to obey
And to never complain
You're done
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
Al Bashir outran the law
ICC claimed no one saw
Quietness of those corpses sold
CIA now rules the world
Watchmen under XKeyscore
Made Lumumba end his words
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
That this land isn't theirs
Privatized our healthcare
We're done
We've been taught to obey
And to never complain
You're done
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
We won't forgive
We won't forget
Priviledge's nice
But it can't make us blind
Your T.V. lies
Fascist disguise
Fuck patriotism
Critics on critics
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
That this land isn't theirs
Privatized our healthcare
We're done
We've been taught to obey
And to never complain
You're done
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
Quetza's offspring on the run
Wages down, their profit up
NAFTA hero for them lords
'94 robbed land with swords
Ghosts and killing on the polls
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
That this land isn't theirs
Privatized our healthcare
We're done
We've been taught to obey
And to never complain
You're done
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
Al Bashir outran the law
ICC claimed no one saw
Quietness of those corpses sold
CIA now rules the world
Watchmen under XKeyscore
Made Lumumba end his words
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
That this land isn't theirs
Privatized our healthcare
We're done
We've been taught to obey
And to never complain
You're done
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
We won't forgive
We won't forget
Priviledge's nice
But it can't make us blind
Your T.V. lies
Fascist disguise
Fuck patriotism
Critics on critics
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
That this land isn't theirs
Privatized our healthcare
We're done
We've been taught to obey
And to never complain
You're done
We want revolution
They fear revolution
They know
Credits
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Altri album
- The aim of all life is death. - Single
- Apathy - Single
- I Missed You
- A Chant for Death - Single
- Critics on Critics - Single
- Honestly, death seemed more romantic on T.V.
- Honestly, death seemed more romantic on T.V. - Single
- Shout Down the Wind
- Shout Down the Wind - Single
- Anti-Systemic Propaganda - Single
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