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Anxiety Can Suck It
03:52
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I know I’ve got to play the long game
Short term, it’s much too much to bear
So I’ll take, it’s only fair,
One more dare
I know I’m supposed to hide all of this dark shame
That I’m supposed to have it figured out
I won’t say, when most might shout,
I’m filled with doubt
And I know it won’t save face
To expose this toxic place
Now the day starts over
But I don’t want to rise
As the fear takes over
I don’t want to rise
Yeah it’s driving forward
And I’m not going to lie
Now the day is over
I know I’ve got to rise
When you take a trip inside your own mind
Scale the walls you built around yourself
The price you pay for all the help
Feels like hell
But I know it won’t save face
To expose this toxic place
Now the day starts over
But I don’t want to rise
As the fear takes over
I don’t want to rise
Yeah it’s driving forward
And I’m not going to lie
Now the day is over
I know I’ve got to rise
And I know it won’t save face
To expose this toxic place
Now the day starts over
But I don’t want to rise
As the fear takes over
I don’t want to rise
Yeah it’s driving forward
And I’m not going to lie
Now the day is over
I know I’ve got to rise
I’ve got to rise
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2. |
I Can't Breathe
04:28
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Eric Garner, Michael Brown
Trayvon Martin all cut down
From coast to coast, and town to town
The families never heal
Oscar Grant and Sandra Bland
Walter Scott, no gun in hand
Philando, Tamir, it never ends
Racist cops, no appeal
We all let Charles Kinsey down
Shot by cops while on the ground
From most of us, not a fucking sound
Much less a show of grief
So stand up now and clear a path
A righteous march that’s borne of wrath
Through the flashbangs and tear gas
Just to fucking breathe
Hands up! Don’t shoot!
Hands up! Don’t shoot me!
Hands up! Don’t shoot!
‘Cause I can’t breathe
Militant cops roll their tanks
Trying to break through the ranks
Those ARs sure ain’t filled with blanks
The people on the run
What goes around, it comes around
‘Cause Ferguson is every town
We’ve got more boots on the ground
But they’ve got all the guns
Hands up! Don’t shoot!
Hands up! Don’t shoot me!
Hands up! Don’t shoot!
‘Cause I can’t breathe
Communities are under siege
Citizens brought to their knees
And executed in their streets
With impunity
There’s no accountability
For cops and their brutality
Turning black towns into DMZs
Then given immunity
Hands up! Don’t shoot!
Hands up! Don’t shoot me!
Hands up! Don’t shoot!
‘Cause I can’t breathe
I can’t breathe
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Dear mother, I’m writing to keep you abreast
That I’m dreaming of being a capitalist
So I went out and bought myself lots of new friends
While the workers bought candles to burn at both ends
I’ll build up that wall just to keep wages down
And I’ll close all the factories in our old hometown
Though I may have betrayed the public trust
I’ve only a few more unions to bust
Like the bankers, I’ll never see time in a jail
And I don’t care about those too small to fail
Dear mother, tell me. Aren’t you so proud of me?
At truck stops and restaurants and down at the mall
I’ve really got these workers backed up to the wall
‘Cause my company’s a person with all of the rights
And the workers just capital with no strength to fight
Like the bankers, I’ll never see time in a jail
And I don’t care about those too small to fail
Dear mother, tell me. Aren’t you so proud of me?
They’re passing their laws up on Capitol Hill
Against their own interests and constituents’ will
They’re not brothers nor sisters, misters nor misses
They’re an unfortunate cost of the capitalist system
Like the bankers, I’ll never see time in a jail
And I don’t care about those too small to fail
Dear mother, tell me. Aren’t you so proud of me?
Your little capitalist
Now this all might sound like I’ve gone insane
Just know that I won’t be a part of this game
Dear mother, I wrote you this letter in jest
‘Cause I’ve no dreams of being a capitalist
So let’s round up the bankers and send them to jail
‘Cause I’m singing for those too small to fail
Dear mother, tell me. Aren’t you so proud of me?
Your little socialist
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4. |
The New Colonials
04:57
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As the dangers increase
They’re trying to deny it
We’re fighting for our future
We’re fighting for the climate
It ain’t about the light bulbs
It’s about the death of our soil
And how will we feed ourselves
And not our addiction to oil
Strike for the climate
Strike for your health
Strike for the rights of
Those less fortunate than yourself
Or pay your tithing to…
The new colonials
They are…they are
The new colonials
They are…they are
The new colonials
And they’re coming for your right to fucking eat
And probably your right to breathe
It’s not the work
It’s the way that it gets done
Can we all admit it now?
That capitalism is no fun
For workers, for the students
For the poorest folks who feel
The crush of backward policy
What we need is a green new deal
Strike for the climate
Strike for your health
Strike for the rights of
Those less fortunate than yourself
Or pay your tithing to…
The new colonials
They are…they are
The new colonials
They are…they are
The new colonials
And they’re coming for your right to fucking eat
And probably your right to breathe
Look to the young
For they're leading the way
Will we count ourselves among
Those who won’t ever pay
Our tithing to…
The new colonials
They are…they are
The new colonials
They are…they are
The new colonials
And they’re coming for your very right to eat
And definitely your right to breathe
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5. |
Solidarity!
04:34
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I can see in your eyes
The heartache that springs forth from mine
I can’t pretend to know
The sadness it puts your children through so I will rise…
Providing for more than yourself
While trying to take of your health
We see that you’re struggling to stay
Afloat and we hear your voice shouting and shouting to say, so we will rise in…
Solidarity!
Solidarity!
So who’ll stand with you to shout
As that warehouse job shuts you out?
The safety net has been shredded
And we know, we know, we know
Just where that you’re headed, so we will stand in…
Solidarity!
Solidarity!
I can see the laws and police
Protecting the companies
Our answer must always be…
Solidarity!
Solidarity!
I can see the strength in us all
So proud, we can’t fall
Sisters and brothers must call for…
Solidarity!
Solidarity!
Solidarity!
Solidarity!
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6. |
We Won't Go
03:27
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We don’t know…if you’ll cut us down this time
But we won’t go…as you drag us down to bad times
We don’t know…why you’d want to raise the dead
But we won’t go
See us organizing
Occupying space for all
Awakened and realizing
That we’ll all answer the call
But we don’t know…if you’ll take us out this time
And we won’t go…as you drag us past police lines
And we don’t know…if you really want us dead
But we won’t go
We accept no masters
Who fill our lives with disdain
While their corporate pastors
Are preaching greed again
Now we know…you can’t ignore us all this time
So we won’t go…arm in arm, we form the fault lines
We don’t know…if we’ll see a better day
But we won’t go
Arm in arm
We form the fault lines
Arm in arm
Now we know…corporate greed will eat itself
But we won’t go…till we’ve claimed our wages and health
And we don’t know…if we’ll see a better day
But we won’t go
We won’t go
Arm in arm
We form the fault lines
Arm in arm
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7. |
Memory
05:52
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I remember the days you’d take me to
The comic store
I remember the day you couldn’t
Speak anymore
I remember the days you’d drive me to
My soccer games
I remember the day you didn’t know
Your grandson’s name
I’ll remember for us both
‘Cause memories are all we own
I miss you, Mom
I remember the times you gave me shit
About my hair
I remember the day your smile turned to
a vacant stare
I remember the pranks I’d play as a kid
No more than ten
I remember the ER trips when you
Had fallen again
I’ll remember for us both
‘Cause memories are all we own
I miss you, Mom
We’re stepping over skeletons of
Life lived long before
Piracy of memory sets sail
From familiar shores
Do you know my face, do you know that
I’m your only son?
Are you simply trapped inside or
is it already gone?
I’ll remember for us both
‘Cause memories are all we own
I miss you, Mom
I’ll remember for us both
‘Cause memories are all we own
I’ll remember for us both
‘Cause memories are all we own
I miss you, Mom
I miss you more
But you’re still here.
I miss you more
But you’re still here.
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Rad Radical San Jose, California
Make music. Make art. Then give it away.
Anti-racist, anti-
fascist.
I’m absolutely convinced of the power of the audience to come together, to help each other through bad times. It’s what the Clash did for me. They gave me music and community and politics and a belief that anything was possible. The future is, indeed, unwritten.
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