Текст песни Guerilla Radio - Brass Against
Transmission
third
world
war
third
round
A
decade
of
the
weapon
of
sound
above
ground
No
shelter
if
you're
looking
for
shade
I
lick
shots
at
the
brutal
charade
As
the
polls
close
like
a
casket
On
truth
devoured
Silent
play
in
the
shadow
of
power
A
spectacle
monopolized
The
cameras
eyes
on
choice
disguised
Was
it
cast
for
the
mass
who
burn
and
toil?
Or
for
the
vultures
who
thirst
for
blood
and
oil?
Yes
a
spectacle
monopolized
They
hold
the
reins,
stole
your
eyes
All
the
fistagons
the
bullets
and
bombs
Who
stuff
the
banks
Who
staff
the
party
ranks
More
for
Gore
or
the
son
of
a
drug
lord
None
of
the
above
fuck
it
cut
the
cord
Lights
out
guerilla
Radio
Turn
that
shit
up
Lights
out
guerilla
Radio
Turn
that
shit
up
Lights
out
guerilla
Radio
Turn
that
shit
up
Contact
I
highjacked
the
frequencies
Blockin
the
beltway
Move
on
dc
Way
past
the
days
of
bombin
mcs
Sound
off
Mumia
guan
be
free
Who
gottem
yo
check
the
federal
file
All
you
pen
devils
know
the
trial
was
vile
Army
of
pigs
try
to
silence
my
style
Off
em
all
out
that
box
it's
my
radio
dial
Lights
out
guerilla
Radio
Turn
that
shit
up
Lights
out
guerilla
radio
Turn
that
shit
up
Lights
out
guerilla
radio
Turn
that
shit
up
It
has
to
start
somewhere
It
has
to
start
sometime
What
better
place
than
here
What
better
time
than
nowall
hell
can't
stop
us
now
All
hell
can't
stop
us
nowall
hell
can't
stop
us
now
All
hell
can't
stop
us
now
All
hell
can't
stop
us
now
All
hell
can't
stop
us
now
All
hell
can't
stop
us
now
1 Wake Up
2 Killing in the Name
3 Cochise
4 Guerilla Radio
5 Cult of Personality
6 Freedom
7 Bulls on Parade
8 Know Your Enemy (Live)
9 Nobody Speak / Bullet in the Head
10 Sleep Now in the Fire
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