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Leftover Crack lyrics

Album: Fuck World Trade [2004]

Tracks13
 01  Clear Channel (Fuck Off!)
 02  Life Is Pain
 03  Burn Them Prisons
 04  Gang Control
 05  Super Tuesday
 06  Via Sin Dios
 07 Feed the Children (Books of Lies)
 08  One Dead Cop
 09  Ya Can't Go Home
 10  Rock the 40 Oz.
 11  Soon We'll Be Dead
 12  Gringos Son Puercos Feos
 13  Operation: M.O.V.E.
all Leftover Crack lyrics



Clear Channel (Fuck Off!)
[Spoken intro:]
For your listening pleasure, Fuck World Trade!

Skinnies and metal heads,
born in the gutter, and chained to the radiator of a squat basement for 16 years
We are proud to announce the triumph return, the thunderous cacophony,
the CRACK ROCK STEADY BEAT!
As the same bitches that brought you the tower tumblin', Mediocre Generica, on 9-11-01
As the same mother fuckers that united the Gay Rudies,
Rock crack city!
And sainted the Columbine kids,..we are pleased to present...

FROM ALL THE WAY IN THE BACK OF THE FOOD STAMP LINE!
AND STRAIGHT OUTTA MOTHERFUCKIN' REHAB!
IT'S THE GOOD, THE BAD,
AND THE LEFTOVER CRACK!!...
[End of intro]

The Sovereign Insincerity The monopoly of greed
Nickleback, POD, Rancid, Britany & Creed
The Bureaucrats they leech upon to mediocre trends
Your song in heavy rotation from the cash your label spends
From the products you promote for the ones who foot the bill
A Prefabricated goose-step for the pockets that you fill
The monotony of censored products shine in the display
The same old song of compromise went platinum today.

From town to town & state to state
The same old song you love to hate
The same shit stacked upon your plate
rotate again & syndicate
We've been waiting far too long
too change the band, too change the song
through every day & dusk & dawn
We've been brain-washed to sing along
No difference between the hot new single
& the Pepsi ads commercial jingle
The beauty's withered faded crinkle
Just sip the coke & pop the pringle
THe boardroom is the dragons lair
They play us shit 'cuz they dont care
The clearest channel plays unfair
& we all want you off the air
Overdose on shoddy culture; mediocre trends
Auto-Tune the bottom line as a mean to meet the ends
Merging corporate empires create the ill conglomerations
& buy up to reprogram major market radio stations

Fabricate one single voice broadcast from sea to sea
What once held notions of change & choice
is now being controlled fully
Deregulations raised the edge of expolitations bar
Politics replaced by "bling" & clothes & fancy cars
Trapped imaginations from the video's blinding light
Bombarded with monotony that captivates the sight

The channel we've been tuned to is all frigid, blank and clear
Told what to eat & drink & buy and whom to hate & fear
POisoned by the fairy-tale, A capitalistic dream
Go to sleep, You're free and brave, and on the winning team

No way to die!!!! [3x]

[Spoken outro:]
We figured out a long time ago that it's much easier to control people when we're all watching the same T.V. shows,
Listening to the same radio stations, going to the same movies, looking at the same billboards, eating the same food,
And speaking the same language...back to top
Life Is Pain
Fucking like bunnies; Breeding like rats
We're shitting out the babies and I'm telling you that that's
Mad against the better judgment in our human history
Take some time to think it over; It's not difficult to see
You can wait until you're older; Or you're in a better place
Just remember there's no winner in this fucked-up human race
I know you might be searching for some meaning on this earth
(But) Don't be stabbing nature in the back by giving into birth

You're too ugly and I'm too fat
What kind of seed are we to spawn with genetic cards like that?
Plus addiction and depression is just swimming in my cum
And we are weak and dumb

Fucking like bunnies; Breeding like rats
We're shitting out the babies and I'm telling you that that's
Mad against the better judgment in our human history
Take some time to think it over; It's not difficult to see

We're mostly runts and too high strung
In nature, mother eats the young
Who are we to breed?; Put away your seed
We can't evolve an iron-lung

And you're too ugly and I'm too fat
What kind of seed are we to spawn with genetic cards like that?
Plus addiction and depression is just swimmin' in my cum
And we are weak and dumb

Too many people on the way
World's growing smaller every day
As quantity grows, life quality goes
Our lives are sick and in decayback to top
Burn Them Prisons
a liar once said "we're innocent til proven guilty" - but the the truth is absurd
we're poor until proven rich
and the scales of justice are fixed by lying pigs

plot of human terror unfolds behind the pricint door
to cage all the minorities, the immigrants and poor
next they'll hunt the handicapped, disabled blind and deaf
and what will all these piggies do HA! when theres no one left

swat police in riot gear, are bombin us tonight
an all our civil liberties will die by morning's light
while crooked politicians lie and rig the ballot book
we whitewash fake democracy and paint another coat

we'll keep you here to stay; you'll never get away
your property aint mine, until your dying day
we'll crush your soul inside; there is no easy ride
the hotel's never free and the rooms are always occupied

nice of you to join us welcome to the prison age
financial quest for new frontiere to build a bigger cage
surplus populations growing all around the world
capital invests quick to cage these boys and girls

we'll burn/bomb the police state, assassinate the magistrate
we'll go to every town an burn them fuckin prisons down

we'll keep you here to stay; you'll never get away
your property and mine, until your dying day
the court pretenders fake, the judge is on the take
an if u wanna find a cop you're gonna have to drag the lake

*capitalism creats such a division between the rich and the poor that this surplus population is creating...*

fuckin pigs, fuckin pigs,
we're against the fuckin pigs,
stab them with some dirty rigs,
bury them under dirt and twigs,
gotta hate that gang of fuckin pigs.back to top
Gang Control
I'm being hunted by paleface in blue
and these cracka' spooks are haunting you too
With municipal shovels they're out digging our graves
Under threat of reprisal we abide to enslave

Policia, policia; why can't you see
Your bullets will never pacify me
I don't fight the world; the world fights me
Cause the gang in control is the fucking P.D.

(That's right)

Fuck the police they're gang control
We've gotta take it back
Everyone get up and let's go

Your politics spawn politikill
I'll take a bullet to prove that you kill
You front the facade of a righteous man
But the hole in your heart put a gun in your hand

Protecting the money and out serving the state
Crushing the people with the laws they created
Nothing forgotten and nobody saved
You can not break me, force me to behave

Fuck the police they're gang control
We've gotta tear it down
Everyone get up and let's go
around the globe it's outta hand
from the states to iran
across the ocean, back again
England, Zaire and Japan

Fuck the police they're gang control
We've gotta tear it down
Everyone get up and let's go
Individuals who hate man
With king's license to clean the land
Fill the army with one way laws
Around the world to suit their causeback to top
Super Tuesday
It ain't a mystery, that US History
Was built upon the graves
Of native ways and beaten slaves
Yeah, we're all free and brave
until we misbehave
and there's just no escape
from the crushing weight
of the police state

[Chorus:]
Two towers falling down
I'll be at zero ground
We're flying friendly skies
Until the city dies
And you don't want to see
Through human history,
Empires will always fall
This is the final call

[Spoken:]
the world bank and the IMF have created a system of modern-day colonialism
to make the people in the developing world poorer,
and the multinational corporations richer,
and take the power away from all of us
it's time to back control of our lives
and tear apart these monuments to greed
and build our new world from the broken pieces

I pledge allegiance to no flag
Top the bottle with an oily rag
we're building up an army fast
to destroy the pigs and break the upper class
I'm only one
This is my voice
But you're gonna have to make a choice
I don't care if you disagree
'cause this fuckin' thing
It means the whole world to me!

We won't be hypnotized, by all the media lies
it's time the truth is told
when you're sick to death of being bought and sold
our freedom's been misplaced
fuck that, it's been erased,
the world's our shooting range,
I'm gonna spare some change
To bomb the stock exchange

[Spoken:]
these skewed development policies kill people every day
and keep us so hypnotized that even though it's right in front of our eyes, we don't see it...
world trade is a death machine.

[Chorus 2x]back to top
Via Sin Dios
The crushing pressure weighing down upon my weary back
The tedious routines of day to day poise to attack
The poisonous pollution and the pointlessness of care
And in a blink we blow away to dust upon the air

Six feet down and underground [4x]

A clotted cold perfection still in petrifaction lay
We'll run and rot to crumble in a petrified decay

And in as much as I can see no future why go on
So this here I present to you one final poem in song
And I can see a darkness and a clearing of the path
In the overpopulation I can simplify the math

Six feet down and underground [4x]

A clotted cold perfection still in petrifaction lay
We'll run and rot to crumble in a petrified decay
The hazy warmth encompasses my eyes a misty sea
The soft embrace of sunset in a dark eternity

Prayer and flowers mock and tease my terrorized beliefs
The truth is that we're born to die until our sweet release
I care so much and not at all about every living breath
The sadness of this sentience; a sentence to my death

In my grave and down the drain; Erase the misspent past
The tortured love in memories are never meant to lastback to top
One Dead Cop
Power abuse; Authority misuse
They kill and rape
And it won’t be on the news
But you’re the good one
With the badge and a gun
Braggin’ how you blasted
Gunshot forty-one

Policia
Line up on the wall
Policia
Beat it out of them
Policia
Kill and lie some more
Policia
Conspiracy to cage the poor

One dead cop
No more donut shop
More dead cops
Might make the hurting stop
Kill cops [7x]

Policia
Line up on the wall
Policia
Beat it out of them
Policia
Kill and lie some more
Policia
Conspiracy to cage the poor

One dead cop
No more donut shop
More dead cops
Might make the hurting stop
Kill cops [7x]

I never took such pleasure in a death
A hatred born of freedom’s dying breath
The police kill and then they lie some more
In a conspiracy to cage the poorback to top
Ya Can't Go Home
It's too cold to sleep tonight
We could freeze to death I warn
It's so hard to want to fight
When you wish you were never born

This time you're gonna have to choose
You can stick with me, but you're gonna lose
But it's the same thing that I hear
Ya can't go home and ya can't stay here [x2]

And I'd do anything it takes
I wish that I could change it all
But I'll drown in the pain of my mistakes
Cause when I'm done searching, you know I'm gonna fall

We'll get a bottle to keep us warm
A little fuckin' shelter from the wicked storm
But it's the same thing that I hear
Ya can't go home and ya can't stay here [x2]back to top
Rock the 40 Oz.
Shoot the kids at school
all in the bloody pool
I'll get the teachers too
cuz they can't tell me what to do
Getting C's & D's
saying thanks and please
ya ' broke the golden rules
yer stayin after school

Land is real estate
to the ones I hate
the cops say you must refrain

From squattin', drinkin', and hoppin' trains
Drinkin' but dont drink this
it ain't beer it's piss
Rock the 40-ounce!
Its the change that counts
When we get there on the train
we'll get some booze and start again

I'm livin' in the past
I'm goin' nowhere fast
but jesus has a place for me:
a life of sin and infamy
Droppin' out of school
teacher is a fool
so ya' run away
livin' day to day
doin' what ya' gotta do
and what makes ya happy too
Fallin' prey to drugs
sportin' body bugs
ROCK THE FORTY-OUNCE!!
its the change that counts

Just dont get locked-up in jail
cuz no ones gonna have the bail
Takin' time to break the laws
and then I'll lick my dirty paws
dodging all the lies I'm fed

I'll live my life & then I'm deadback to top
Soon We'll Be Dead
Soon I'll be dead, I'll lay in my bed
I've made in my years, I won't shed a tear

We're all guilty anyways
The dumb games we all play
All tarnished and scarred, when did life get so hard
We'll drink to aulde lang syne
With fortified wine
We'll drink to tymes olde from pitchers of gold

Soon we'll be dead, To death we'll be wed
We'll slip on the ring, It ain't a big thing

And though you may curse 'thee'
We're angels of mercy
And sometimes we fall; Ya can't win them all
I'll pass out at dawn
And dream of friends gone
As the morbid embrace warms over my face

And soon we'll be dead, Our brains and our heads
They've always forgotten, When did life get so rotten?

Soon I'll be dead, I'll lay in my bed
I've made in my years, I won't shed a tear
Soon we'll be dead, Our brains and our heads
They've always forgotten, When did life get so rotten?back to top
Gringos Son Puercos Feos
Stamping out the acient cultures to spread a new disease
sailing on a dollar sign across the seven seas
the banner is white, blue & red
the locust's flight to swarm the dead
a buzzing plague to cage the lost
the spreading web breeds holocost
the third world's in your sweaty hands
you bleed 'em dry & rape their lands
you loan 'em cash to kill their soils
white bureaucrats divide the spoils

Swirling red & blue lights flash upon the housing walls
my back against the lockless doors of countless bathroom stalls
sifting through a puzzled life until the pieces click
wading through america-the hate, the lies, the sick

(I'm) spittin'at the flag you wave
(I'm) pityin'the life the life you gave
the propaganda zombifies
to stuff your head with hateful lies
(&) violence really keeps the peace
all across the middle east
with diligence we scorch the soil
and siphon out their prcious oil

All these patriotic lies oft sicken me to wake
how much shit & disrespect are we supposed to take
while you chant amongst the bleachers "U.S.A. is #1"
we'll cheer the empire crumbling down to rot beneath the sun

We have to be the winning team
democracy's a dying dream
& everything is classified
to keep our terror justified
we have to keep our engines filled
so what if forign blood is spilled
I'm blind to the reality
if the media lies, it's news to me

This is what you're proud of when you have your little flag
a sovereign nation brutalizing a wetted paper bag

And all the worlds a cage
we're locked upon the stage

(In a)Capitalist society
we're threatend by autonomy
their labor must belong to us
in cash & greed & god we trust
(it's) just another policy
to cripple their economy
bury them in endless debt
to the world-bank & the I.M.F.
(so)I'm burnin' up the flag you wave
I'm dancin' on your fuckin' grave
you're sellin' devastating death
you're suckin' souls & robin' breath
& your greed's a blasphemy
you're profitin' from misery
where will all this madness end
when the money burns & cities rend

(The Rain)
A golden sunset in darkest night
it melts the skin & blinds the sight
a fungal cloud of blackened ash
the rain floods down to spark the rash
into your mind the sickness bores
while underground they lock the doors
you glide into abysmal deep
escape, escape, to sleepback to top
Operation: M.O.V.E.
Philadelphia / Seventy-Eight
Shut down M.O.V.E. / By police state
Forty-five police storm Powellton Village
Government sanctioned rape and pillage
Friendly fire kills officer dead
The M.O.V.E. nine are framed up instead
One dead cop / One officer's gun
(One) Unjust system is yet undone
In spite of efforts dissipated
Until the movement was incinerated

May thirteenth / Eighty-five
Eleven people / Burned alive
They dropped the bomb after liquid was doused
To smoke out the family and burn up the house
Sights trained on exits, the police wait
A firing squad for those who fight to escape
M.O.V.E. fought against exploitation
The states injustice and their oppression
For these crimes that the city pigs created
The Afrika's we incinerated
Sentence to be incinerated
Sentence to be incineratedback to top
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