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  • Текст песни Evil Empire - Scam

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    My ass, it's the part of the body where they stick it in
    Becasue you're crass, you mother fucker
    And that's the name of the game you’re in
    Manifest destiny, cultural hegemony
    Music labels are the real fucking enemy
    Filled with more shit than President Bush
    Bands are like heroin corporations push

    This ain't a band it's a fucking revolution
    It's time for punk rock to enter evolution
    We're not getting laid, paid so we don't give a damn
    We're in it for life and this shit ain't a scam
    Your scene is a fraud, just to make a buck
    Emo or hardcore - we don't give a mother fuck
    An open ended forum for whoever can fit in
    But what you do to these children it's a fucking sin

    We're the anti of everything that you're pro
    And I didn't go to far cuz I didn't even go
    Why build a venue when I can build a bomb?
    Why buy your CD when I can fuck your mom?
    Should I: update my Livejournal or set something on fire?
    I’m in this to be honest but you're a fucking liar
    Why buy an I pod when you can steal one for free
    You like Modest Mouse I like Oswald, Harvey Lee
    (Editors note: sorry for the rhyme)

    You want the money it's a scam
    You name a price but we're not for sale

    Kill whitey!!
    The white man is the fucking problem
    His goal in life is all that he can steal
    Selling image to ignorant children
    Let's replace hype with something you can feel
    It's no different from when they stole America
    Pushed all the Indians into the sea
    Imperialism: it's a fucking cancer
    Maiming and destroying all that it can see
    But how can we conquer more than just resources?
    We’ve got to conquer their hearts and minds too
    So drop the hype and drop your pretensions
    Think your own thoughts and here's what we'll do
    (chorus)
    Manifest destiny, cultural hegemony
    Music labels are the real fucking enemy
    Filled with more shit than President Bush
    Bands are like heroin corporations push
    But how can we conquer more than just resources?
    We’ve got to conquer their hearts and minds too
    So drop the hype and drop your pretensions
    Think your own thoughts and here's what we'll do
    (chorus)

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