1. |
Ready To Fight
01:18
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We won’t take any shit
and we’re not about to leave
Just cuz you don’t like
Who or what we want to be
Ready to Fight
Ready to fight
Ready to fight
Fight, Fight, fight
Who are you to say
Whats wrong and what’s right
If if it’s what it takes
We’re ready to to fight
Ready to Fight
Ready to fight
Ready to fight
Fight, Fight, fight
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2. |
Do They Owe Us A Living?
03:34
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To the politically minded
Here’s something I want to say
About the state of the nation
And how they treat us today
In school they give you shit
Toss you in a pit
And you try to get out
But you’re stuck in it
Do they owe us a living?
Of course they do
Owe us a living?
Of course they do, of course they do
Owe us a living?
Of course they do
Owe us a living?
Of course they fucking do
Well the living thats owed me
I’m never gonna get
The whole countries drowning
Up to our necks in debt
In school they bust your head
Could care less if you were dead
Rather see you drop out
Than get ahead
Do they owe us a living?
Of course they do
Owe us a living?
Of course they do, of course they do
Owe us a living?
Of course they do
Owe us a living?
Of course they fucking do
And they could are less what the people think
They keep us watching TV
So we don’t think
They treat you like a target
For what they wanna sell
And if you don’t want it
Oh well
Do they owe us a living?
Of course they do
Owe us a living?
Of course they do, of course they do
Owe us a living?
Of course they do
Owe us a living?
Of course they fucking do
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3. |
Cashout
02:24
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On the morning of the first eviction
Carrying out the wishes of the landlord and his son
Furnitures out on the sidewalk next to the family
That little piggy went to market now they’re kicking out everyone
Talking bout process
And dismissal
Forced removal of the people on the corner
Talking bout shelter
And location
Everybody wants somewhere
Everybody wants somewhere
The elected are such willing partners
Guess who’s buying all the tickets to the game
Development wants, development gets
It’s official
Development wants this neighborhood gone so the city just wants the same
Talking bout process
And dismissal
Forced removal of the people on the corner
Talking bout shelter
And location
Everybody wants somewhere
Everybody wants somewhere
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4. |
Officer Manley
03:50
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Officer Manley is that really your name?
Why do all you policemen look just the same
With your big heavy pistols and your bullets galore
I bet that your feet are just as flat as the floor
Well you read us our rights
But you read em too fast
Officer Manley won’t you please kiss my ass
Officer Manley
Officer Manley
Get down on your knees
Well ease it on back, ease it on back we shouldn’t have tried
Came down to Austin, Texas we was so fried
And the police’ll get you if you look strange at night
If you got some kind of khakis and a polo you’re alright
But we only had blue jeans our eyes were red
Said they knew we were awful all the good folks were in bed
But what do they know?
What do they know?
They don’t know everything
No sheets on the bed
Just a blanket of blue
If i was your mama I’d run out on you
Did you learn it in Iraq or Afghanistan
Or did you learn it in college like the young police do
You learned how to use handcuffs
And time your own breaks
Free cups of coffee and free coffee cakes
From middle aged women thats already married
Middle aged women thats already married
Officer Manley is that really your name?
Why do all you policemen look just the same
With your big heavy pistols and your bullets galore
I bet that your feet are just as flat as the floor
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5. |
Between The Wars
02:40
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I was a minor
I was a docker
I was a railwayman between the wars
I raised a family
In times of austerity
With sweat at the foundry
Between the wars
I paid the union
And as times got harder
I looked to the government to help the working man
But they brought prosperity
Down at the armory
We’re arming for peace my friends
Between the wars
I kept the fight
And I kept voting
Not for the iron fist
But for the helping hand
For theirs is a land with a wall around it
And mine is a faith in my fellow man
There’s is a land of hope and glory
Mine is the green fields and the factory floors
Theirs are the skies all dark with bombers
And mine is the peace we knew between the wars
Call up the craftsmen
Bring me the draughtsmen
And build me a path from
Cradle to grave
And I’ll give my consent to any government
That does not deny a man a living wage
Call up the young men
Never to fight again
Bring back the banners from the days gone by
Sweet moderation
Heart of this nation
Desert us not
We are between the wars
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6. |
Croy Hates The Police
03:43
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Mama, mama, mama
Look at your son
You used to love me
But now I’ve gotta gun
You better stay out of my way
I think I’ve had a bad day
I’ve had a bad day
Papa, papa, papa
Look at your son
I got me a good job
Killing blacks and mexicans
I’ll tell you something and it’s true
You can’t find justice, it’ll find you
Well people tell policemen
They’ve met their match
Out in those rust belt fields
Croy was hatched
Croy hates policemen and it’s true
You can’t find justice it’ll find you
Mama, mama, mama
Look at your son
You used to love me
But now I’ve got a gun
You better stay out of my way
Cuz I think I’ve had a bad day
I’ve had a bad day
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7. |
Do They Owe Us A Living?
03:34
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