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Iron Front EP

by Strike Anywhere

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1.
Failed State 02:26
We get torn apart All our lives Told that we're useless or gifted Loved or despised Too many generations passed And passing But all their progress Lost its meaning We call it evolution You call it a crime But as we run From your culture You're running out of time Self immolation? Just to keep warm tonight (Passing through) How far could this world go To reject you I - will not fall in line I - will not break in time We can rebuild this, Beyond All our lives
2.
Dead boys Dig through all this condescension Speech from the desert echo to cities Coming in louder and clearer Communicate this capital cancer Fuck no ! Here's my answer What are you gonna do? What you gonna do? When it's all gone, without a warning What are you gonna do when it all Comes down and crashing through What are you gonna do? What you gonna do? When it's all gone, without a warning What are you gonna do when it all Comes crashing down on you? Dead boys Pave the road with good intentions Did the banks buy our president? The corporate bail-out Heaven sent Legislation from a company town Washington D.C. burn it down What are you gonna do? What you gonna do? When it's all gone, without a warning What are you gonna do when it all Comes down and crashing through What are you gonna do? What you gonna do? When it's all gone, without a warning What are you gonna do when it all Comes crashing down on you Without a warning we're dead, boys With what they value, How is this a surprise? A better world will live on In our eyes
3.
He was the artful dodger of the bullet blasts While the cop cars passed him by For the wolves-in-sheep's-clothes politics And the pop stars Young men die While you while away our pensions Cheat on your wives and taxes, no Is your embezzlement also heaven sent Like these prodigal planes in the sky? The last time his card gets slid into The war machine Charging another round . The distance Between what we say and what we mean Change in the underground Translate the life blood spatter Rescue me from this binary chatter The last time His card gets slid into the war machine Charging another round Waking up from a nightmare Drowned down there The dead boys' stare How does the cost outweigh The life we need The air we breathe? Do we tell each other When we can't sleep? Wake up sweating in goodwill sheets? My optimistic apocalypse triptych: Inflammable material Send for me The last time His card gets slid into the war machine. Charging another round . The distance Between what we say and what we mean Change in the underground The prophecy in The life blood spatter Rescue me from the binary chatter The last time His card gets slid into the war machine Charging another round Our waters, The tide we'd Watch it unpolluted Take us all out With this age of War crimes Worn so weightless: Distraction Its not mine The weight of living the choice To defend Its our time His card get slid into the War machine. Charging another round . The distance Between what we say And what we mean Change in the underground Prophecy in the life blood spatter Rescue me from the binary chatter The last time His card gets slid to the War machine Charging another round
4.
Orphan Age 01:56
Are we all detainees? Without rights trapped inside motives Presented by the black and the white And bleeding blue ray red but only to amplify Heroes made while innocents die Is a free press this easy to buy? Starving for truth Profit for lie Witness to business War market toxins Bullets and ballot Stocks and pine boxes They can't keep us down And the puppet speaks and the prophet seeks His gunpowder dry the radiated land And the puppet speaks and the prophet seeks A rain shower now you've overplayed your hand Every orphan, every soldier Every family wounded by this sleight of hand Every soldier, every family Every orphan are bodies in the blink of an eye I will stand against this lie When the puppet speaks and the prophet seeks His gunpowder dry the radiated land And the puppet speaks and the prophet seeks a rain shower Now you've overplayed your hand There is no peace, there is no sleep Until the people rise and take back the land

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released September 6, 2009

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