Anti-Flag - The Bright Lights Of America (2008) by Anti-Flag (보컬) on maniadb.com

You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure
The day belongs to us

The sign said: "detour"
So I did
And I found myself in a wonderful place
Fields of green
When the wind blows cold
The kind of place one could grow old
Sky opened up (yeah!)
Sun showered down (aww!)
Onto a row of wooden pikes
What an awe inspiring sight

Birds shy on top of them
Puts your head in a beautiful state

You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure
The day belongs to us

Life is a horror show
And baby it will never stop
They tell me to watch my step
I answer back: "You watch your mouth!"
So many stories you have told
You and stories have grown old
SOS who will save our ship?
SOS who gives a shit?
Sinking like a rock with a heart of coal
Sinking like a rock without a soul
Please note, don't underestimate
Cause I'm a cruel motherfucker!

You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure
The day belongs to us

The new dawn starts this day
As strange and savage poetry make up your eulogy
Tables turned around and turned on you
No one sheds a tear
No one loses sleep
You disappear
We fall asleep
You disappear

16 year old girl
in a hollow carved out place
Just looking for some prettiness
But the cuts in her arm don't
paint for her a very pretty view
In her mind
she dreams that she is
far away from
The bright lights of America
life and death in a sold out
Merica
To live and die
in the heart of America
where they sell souls
The bright lights of America
life and death in a sold out
Merica
To live and die
in the heart of America
where they sell souls

A concrete city hell
City hell
Suburbs that never end
Just like an ocean
One parent lives in each of them
passed back and forth
He huffs glue to escape
their bitter homes
He's just one
of desperate ranks
who can't break free from
The bright lights of America
life and death in a sold out
Merica
To live and die
in the heart of America
where they sell souls
The bright lights of America
life and death in a sold out
Merica
To live and die
in the heart of America
where they sell souls
I just want you to know
There are warehouses
full of fucked up kids
like you and me
Can't find a way
So many lost in stride
caught in an endless fight
To leave this empty ugly place
I'm leaving you at sea
The bright lights of America
life and death in a sold out
Merica
To live and die
in the heart of America
where they sell souls
The bright lights of America
life and death in a sold out
Merica
To live and die
in the heart of America
where they sell souls
The bright lights of America
life and death in a sold out
Merica
To live and die
in the heart of America
where they sell souls
The bright lights of America
life and death in a sold out
Merica
To live and die
in the heart of America
where they sell souls

I must again sing my dissent until you're aware
I must again sing my dissent until you're aware

We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love

This is the first set of words that I'll pick to these chords
To identify me and the blood that runs through the veins in my arms
Pumped from my heart
That holds hope in one chamber and hate in the other

We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
We all have our anger we all have our love

Father-less is how I prefer to be known
At 6 years young I was left all on my own
The son of a full time working mother
And a molester for a father who lives in the prison for home

We all have our vices, We all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love

I must again sing my dissent until you're aware
I must again sing my dissent until you're aware.
Because I can barely breathe with your weight on my chest
And I'm so fucking sick of being ashamed of my own flesh

We all have our vices, We all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love

We all

How did we get into this mess?
The question is a hypothetical...
The answers are
Written on the face of the oppressed

Sent to death at just nineteen
Forevermore to be unseen
His mother with tears in her eyes
Crying to god, she calls out "Why?!"

She'll find her answers
On the face of the oppressed

I bow my head in respect
Of the dead

Because we're all bogged down
And there ain't no fucking S.O.S.
That's gonna save our sinking ship
Because we're all bogged down
No, there ain't no fucking S.O.S.
That's gonna save our sinking ship
Our ship

How did we get into this mess?
The question is a bona fide literal
The answers are
Written on the face of the oppressed

We all know the answers why
They sold a lie to build Versailles!
You can roll over and die
Or you can rain down hell tonight!

You'll find your answer
On the face of the oppressed

I bow my head in respect
Of the dead

Because we're all bogged down
And there ain't no fucking S.O.S.
That's gonna save our sinking ship
Because we're all bogged down
No, there ain't no fucking S.O.S.
That's gonna save our sinking ship
Our ship

In the ash of your city lies fertile ground
(In the ash of your city lies fertile ground)
In the ash of your city lies fertile ground
(In the ash of your city lies fertile ground)
This nation's burning, burning down
(This nation's burning, burning down)
This nation's burning to the ground

This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn
This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn
This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn, let it burn

This is New York burning
This is Boston burning
This is Omaha burning

This is Washington burning
This is Pittsburgh burning
This is Birmingham burning

This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn, let it burn
Burn, burn

> My father Michael is a genius
He sees this world the way no one can
He brought me up and shaped my mind at the tender youthful age of nine
He said don't take this for the way it is
You better watch out son when you get them
Before you know it the friends you trust will have stabbed you in the back he said
If you wanna steal you better learn how to lie
If you wanna live you better not fear how you die
Heaven and hell are just a myth so you better pay attention to this moment [x2]
There's a Fine line between genius and insanity
Is one he often treads so patiently
While pigs and ghouls would always try to knock the door
A system built to perpetuate
Pushers pushin', dealers dealin' and they can't escape
I got kids at home, so pretend there's no living in this race
[Chorus]
Sometimes when my apathy creeps on up from behind me
It reminds me why I moved my TV
Out of the room where I make love
In case I might just look up
And see the sky is falling from above, see it falling from above
[Chorus]

1-2-3-4

The call, the call
Heed up and you will fall
The call, the call

No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning
Time bomb contemporaries' tick-tock
No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning, No warning

This is critical
Mass destruction

Pro-active Communista sin documentos
(This is the call)
The anarchist conspirators are downloading their cookbooks
(This is the call)
Keep your politics out of my apathy
(This is the call)
This the same sad and boring melancholy story

No warning
I am a parasite, I am a hypocrite
(Hypocrite)
It's not an option to be pragmatic
(Madic)
We live and die by opinion public

No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning
Time bomb contemporaries' tick-tock
No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning, No warning

This is critical
Mass destruction

There is no room to grow inside this cage
They can not know the animal that they bred out of rage
I hope that fucker's hungry and he loves the taste of flesh
Ripped from the bone of the close-minded ignorant

No warning
I am a parasite, I am a hypocrite
(Hypocrite)
It's not an option to be pragmatic
(Madic)
We live and die by opinion public
Oh yeah!

The call, the call
Heed up and you will fall
The call, the call
Heed up and you will fall
The call, the call
Heed up and you will fall
The call, the call

No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning
Time bomb contemporaries' tick-tock
No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning
Time bomb contemporaries' tick-tock
No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning
Time bomb contemporaries' tick-tock
No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning, No warning

This is critical mass!

Hey, hey, hey, hey...!

How can we be free?
The bloodline of kings in the house of light
Lynch law abiding citizens cashing in their rights
The sky is on fire, the sky is on fire
It's blood red and torching any horizon it desires

Spit in the face of the deceased
Bite down on your tongue and turn the other cheek
Spit in the face of the deceased
Disappear like a ghost when we pass on the street

Spit, spit, spit in the face
No, I don't give a fuck what you think of me
Are we getting anywhere?
I'm getting out of here

How can we be free?
Abandoning the children in the forest to feed ourselves
We will all stay more healthy if we don't distribute wealth
Aimed friendly fire, aimed friendly fire
(Fire!)
There is only greed living the life we desire

Spit in the face of the deceased
Bite down on your tongue and turn the other cheek
Spit in the face of the deceased
Disappear like a ghost when we pass on the street

Spit, spit, spit in the face
No, I don't give a fuck what you think of me
Are we getting anywhere?
I'm getting out of here

Spit in the face of the deceased
Bite down on your tongue and turn the other cheek
Spit in the face of the deceased
Disappear like a ghost when we pass on the street

Spit, spit, spit in the face
No, I don't give a fuck what you think of me
Are we getting anywhere?
I'm getting out of here

As we set sail across a raging sea
(As we set sail across a raging sea)
Unconquerable by reality
(We are unconquerable)
As we set sail across a raging sea
(As we set sail across a raging sea)
Unconquerable by reality
I am infallible, I am untouchable

Spit in the face of the deceased
Bite down on your tongue and turn the other cheek
Spit in the face of the deceased
Disappear like a ghost when we pass on the street

Spit, spit, spit in the face
No, I don't give a fuck what you think of me
Are we getting anywhere?
I'm getting the fuck out of here

The nation is dead, long live the new nation
The nation is dead, long live the new nation
The nation is dead, long live the new nation
The nation is dead, long live the new nation

The nation is dead, long live the new nation
The nation is dead, long live the new nation
The nation is dead, long live the new nation
The nation is dead, long live the new nation

The nation is dead, long live the new nation
The nation is dead, long live the new nation
The nation is dead, long live the new nation
The nation is dead, dead, dead
1-2-3-4!

Have you ever been alone?
Transparency...
In the middle of millions of others, but still somehow unseen
She is across the aisle; he's on the floor above.
Your neighbour and every prisoner.
Each station filled with static.
Broadcasting nothing but noise.
Deep inside of each of us

We are the lost, the dead and gone, the seldom seen.
We are the helpless and the hopeless.
That no one wants to see.

Have you ever been drowned?
Transparent sea...
In the water with millions of others, but still somehow unseen.
She is across the aisle;
He's on the floor above.
Your neighbour and every stranger.
Each station filled with static.
Broadcasting nothing but noise.

<i>[Chorus]</i>

Outside we are alive.
Where is the line, the great divide?
Are we dead?
Are we gone?
Are we dead?
Are we moving on?
We may fail to see a change but we're never going to fade away.
We will be seen.

Like a ghost
Emptiness haunted his years
Still his heart was made of nothing less than good
Insecure narration in his head
Something less than schizophrenia
Creeping him with every move that he makes
Breath he takes
A beautiful walk alone
To his empty home
Where he'll lay and he'll sleep by himself

Go west young man
Your future is untold
You can find your dreams on the California coast
Go west young man
Your future isn't too
Far away

She hates me
And I know it because she said so
And I forgot my notebook
And my socialist manifesto
Will it be a tragedy
Or a comedy
The choice is up to you
Life can lead you along on a leash
Or you can break free and run on your own
Don't waste your life
Go and live your life
Like it's the last day here on this earth

Go west young man
Your future is untold
You can find your dreams on the California coast
Go west young man
Your future isn't too
Far away

Don't waste your life
Go live your life
Like it's your last day here on this earth

Go west young man
Your future is untold
You can find your dreams on the California coast
Go west young man
Your future isn't too
Far away

Go west young man
Your future is untold
You can find your dreams on the California coast
Go west!

No they won't miss you when you're gone
When your heart stops beating and pumping blood
Pull the pin, light the fuse
This song's the smartest bomb

You make your own choices and decisions
You are invulnerable to influences
Sit down, line up, knuckle down, shut up
An electrifying organized crime
With planes and boats and suicide
Sit down, line up, knuckle down, shut up

You're so in control
You're so disposable

30 second spot video game
Memory erased, magnet over tape
Sit down, line up, knuckle down, shut up
Get psyched up listen to Godsmack
Dip you toes in the sands of Iraq
Sit down, line up, knuckle down, shut up

You're so in control
You're so disposable

No they won't miss you when you're gone
When your heart stops beating and pumping blood
Pull the pin, light the fuse
This song's the smartest bomb

No they won't miss you when you're gone
When your heart stops beating and pumping blood
Pull the pin, light the fuse
This song's the smartest bomb

Every day we've been taught to follow
Every day lettered to live one way
There is no one left to acknowledge
There is nothing left to say

Every day we've been taught to follow
Every day lettered to live one way
There is nothing left to mention
There is nothing left to say

Kill tonight
Will you follow?
Kill tonight
Will you follow?

Kill tonight
Will you follow?
Kill tonight
Will you follow?

Kill tonight
Will you follow?
Kill tonight
Will you follow?

Kill tonight
Will you follow?
Kill

No they won't miss you when you're gone
(When you're gone)
When your heart stops beating and pumping blood
(Blood)
Pull the pin, light the fuse
(Fuse)
This song's the smartest bomb

No they won't miss you when you're gone
(When you're gone)
When your heart stops beating and pumping blood
(Blood)
Pull the pin, light the fuse
(Fuse)
This song's the smartest bomb
This song's the smartest bomb

Tonight, tonight, tonight...
I'm gonna stay awake.
Safe inside this trojan horse until day breaks.
Open it up, tear it up, fuck it up...
In the streets runs a river knee deep.
Hidden in the blood of our own lies the alphabet of the free.

As i walk through the valley in the shadow of the dead, will you remember them?

Ce soir, ce soir, ce soir. je vais rester reveille.
There is no extinguishing the resistance you betray.
The marquis, zapatista, white rose.
Can we see the end of a battle unheard?
For every name in history there are a thousand more interred.

And i can't believe my own eyes. i've seen this sight 100 times.
We will be sovereign in the water
In the shadow of the dead.
Still no one remembers them.
We will be free in the cold of the shadow of the dead.
Oh, you will remember then.

As i walk through the valley in the shadow of the dead, will you remember them?

> The water turned black
And it's just getting darker
So be afraid, be afraid,
Be very afraid of the coming nightmare
The neo-christian theocrats pray on a Sunday afternoon
Then welcome in Pinochet's men to intimidate and kill
All that we know,
All we know
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
So filled with exhilaration and
Feels like intoxication.
There's nothing like a firefight to get your blood pumping.
We get off to the rhythm of the trigger and destruction.
Fallujah to New Orleans with impunity to kill
We are the hidden fist of the free market
We are the ink, we are the quill
What have you learned
Through the years?
What have you learned
From your fears?
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
Water tastes like arsenic
Feel it pumping coursing in your blood
Your throat gets tight, you can't quite breathe room spinning, kiss your ass goodbye
Now you're off, you've been taken on a ride
We've been sold, been sold a bill of lies
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be afraid, be afraid
Be very afraid
There's a storm cloud gathering overhead
Ominous, black, reigning hell.
when it drops jackboot down on your streets.
You're gonna pray like hell that you're armed to the teeth.
Built on a corporate welfare scam
Rumsfield doctrine stealing wealth.
Profits to saccharine sweet,
The wall street bankers weep.
As the storm gains strength
The aging levees break
The ancient ground does quake
And your lungs will fill your spineless apathy

(Rollin?)

If you utter a sound
Don't make a move
We'll kill you
Then they gathered around me
One man took my right arm
And another man took my left
When the third man grabbed the front of my coat
Then thrown in to an automobile we go

Oh I wish
I could describe
The terror in that 20 mile ride
Oh I wish
I could describe
The terror in the beautiful California moonlight

In an auto with six man and chauffeur
Yeah these Christian patriots
They put fingers in my eyes and nose
As they subjected me to torture
Yeah the torture that a good fearing man
Is capable of conceiving

Oh I wish
I could describe
The terror in that 20 mile ride
Oh I wish
I could describe
The terror in the beautiful California moonlight

You won't kiss the American flag
Well by god we'll make you
We'll ram it down your throat
Sing the Star Spangled Banner with feeling

They put their autos together
So the lamp set a sickly stage light
Fourteen defenders of this country
All commanding me to undress
They poured tar over my body and hair
In the absence of feathers they rubbed sagebrush instead

Oh I wish
I could describe
The terror in that 20 mile ride
Oh I wish
I could describe
The terror in the beautiful California moonlight

My suffering was terrible
But my greatest pain was over you