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There's something going on
The guards have changed their uniforms
We see Utopia turned into
A claustrophobic nightmare
Here is life defined by deadlines
Killed by success
Here is life defined by standards
Imprisoned by progress
We are all held captive
By the dept on our credit cards
What is left now is to celebrate
The ghettos ready for free trade
Explain your moral imperatives
Explain your moral imperatives
This is a time to clarify positions
All the things you claim to defend
Coming at us guns blazing, guns blazing
And we are dodging bullets
And we are
And we are dodging bullets
And we are dodging bullets
And we are dodging bullets
And we are dodging bullets
Try to wash the blood from your hands
Try to wash the blood from your hands
- Album:
- Never Kill The Boy On The First Date
- The Files You Have On Me
- Miscellaneous
- United World of Metal, Volume 1
- By a Thread / Waterdown
- Draw a Smiling Face
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 47
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 7
- Summer Sampler 2003
- All Riot
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 27
- Victory Records Spring 2003 Sampler
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 16
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 38
- Oorgasm 13
- VISIONS: All Areas, Volume 70
- Deconstruction! The Compilition