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Solidarity
05:37
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Solidarity,
Have you read the news today?
I heard civilian casualties
And neighbors brawling in the streets in
Solidarity.
Tell me, how'd you feast today?
I had myself a foot-long sub
While a million others tasted blood in
Solidarity.
Brother, who'd you see today?
I saw comrades of the working class
Taking bosses orders and kissing ass in
Solidarity.
What did you do today?
Not a thing!
And I've gotta tell ya man, it's been eating at me.
Don't wanna be
No petty bourgeois wannabe.
So you say you want a revolution,
Well, ya know,
Who has the time?
It's getting easier to find
That sin broiling under my skin,
Cause I'm sick to death of standing knee deep in
Solidarity.
Have you seen the world today?
Yeah yeah, sure, things have been getting bad
But have you seen all the sales they had in
Solidarity?
Put it all on display.
The flag rested half-mast today,
Everyday another tragedy in
Solidarity.
Tell me is it too risque
To admit something's going wrong?
Have you seen what our world's become in
Solidarity?
The people barely see
Their world is rotting,
And I've gotta tell ya man, it's been eating at me.
Don't wanna be
No petty bourgeois wannabe.
So you say you want a revolution,
Well, ya know,
Who has the time?
It's getting easier to find
That sin broiling under my skin,
Cause I'm sick to death of standing knee deep in
(shit!)
I just don't think all of these growing pains
Justify all of the capital gains.
These days I don't even know who to trust,
And I need something more than just
Good ol' Complacency!
What the fuck do you want from me?
I think I'll take a stroll outside
With mask adorned, the bombs will fly. It's
gonna get real scary
When the barricades arise;
The dialectic war machine,
Some of the people standing here will die in
Solidarity.
What does that word even mean?
The tug of war, the shifting sands,
The masses standing hand-in-hand in
Solidarity.
This ain't no dinner party,
Yeah don't wait up on me!
I've gotta tell you man, I've dreamed of blood red skies.
Gotta let loose and
Find your excuse
To raise your fist and rise!
So you say you want a revolution,
Well, ya know,
Let's make the time.
Make it easier to find
That sin broiling under your skin!
'Cause I'm sick to death of standing,
Sick to death of standing knee deep in...
I hear the voices echoing in...
Solidarity Forever,
Solidarity Forever,
Solidarity Forever,
For the union makes us strong!
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2. |
Dead of the Winter
03:57
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Forget about the time you spent wandering alone,
We're not the ones with our names on a stone.
The drinks that we poured out, were in honor of their souls.
Keep that in mind when you're losing control.
We share the same mind, we're all burning up inside.
The cold within the darkness grips and chokes me like a vice.
Come along with me my friend, we'll drive all through the night,
To escape the looming feeling that we'll never be alright.
And we were so bundled up in the dead of the winter,
Huddled together for warmth and support.
The lives that we lost in the dead of the winter,
Keep us together but tear our lives apart.
You left us with such hurt because your life lifted us all.
Suspended by your spirit, we know we'll never fall.
Every night I lay in bed hearing voices down the hall.
I hope I can always be there every time that you call.
And we were so bundled up in the dead of the winter,
Huddled together for warmth and support.
The lives that we lost in the dead of the winter,
Keep us together but tear our lives apart.
A heart that once beat next to mine,
Laughing and crying, straddling the line.
A promise to my brothers, one day we'll see the sun.
A bond that won't be broken even when we're dead and gone.
And we were so bundled up in the dead of the winter,
Huddled together for warmth and support.
The lives that we lost in the dead of the winter,
Keep us together but tear our lives apart.
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