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Guitars Aren't Guns
We want musicians, not politicians
We don't have time for your “creative vision”
We prefer to swallow the fictions
That coat corporate sponsorships and old-time religions
After all, your art's just entertainment
For our passive consumption
Who are you, Mr. Rock Star?
My Cheetos don't preach to me!
So let's just confide in the misleading conceptions
Of those who rule us, based on deception
Yeah, let's just take pride in
That misleading perception:
Consensus only comes through deception
We want your melodies, not your opinions
Can't you tell, we're not really listening
We want to feel an escape from the system
And don't need you to just rub our faces in it!
For that, we have experts
On TV and in office
Chosen through the polls and the markets
You, you're just something I buy at Target!
So let's just confide in the misleading conceptions
Of those who rule us, based on deception
Yeah, let's just take pride in
That misleading perception:
Consensus only comes through deception
I like his personality
He's a good Christian
My friends and family trust him
He looks mighty powerful on TV
My party says, “Go, go, go!”
Part of me says, “No, no, no...”
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Clandestino
(free)
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Born to Buy
03:08
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Born to Buy
I'd been buying my rebellion
'Cause that's what they'd been selling
That connected most with me
I'm what I'm supposed to be:
Walking, talking, shopping fuel for the economy
There's a niche market for everybody!
Where do these desires come from?
What controls my decisions?
Taught consumption with religion
I've been plugged in since age 1
I've known your logos since before I had friends
My thirst can't be quenched, my hunger never ends
I was given The Reason Why:
I was born to buy
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Tea Party System
We all live in separate neighborhoods
Now that we've agreed to disagree
No room for debate or discourse
Don'chaknow, reality's always gotta fit in with my beliefs
Divided, we barely stand
We all shop at different grocery stores
And read different magazines
Who needs facts when we've got our faith?...
Which compels us to work towards our own defeat
Divided, we barely stand
If you say it enough times
And if you've got the means to say it loud enough
And if enough people believe you...
I guess that's how we democratize the truth!
Who holds your truth?
Have you ever owned a TV station?
Who holds my truth?
I ain't never owned no TV station!
Divided, we barely stand
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Give Peace a Chance
06:14
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Give Peace a Chance
Who would be dumb enough
To give peace a chance?
Who would be dumb enough
To give peace a chance?
Not me.
Me, I want missile defense
It makes such good money, and sense
Who would be naïve enough
To believe we shall overcome?
Who could be naïve enough?
Naïve--
...enough?
Not me.
I'll tell you one thing:
The meek shall inherit nothing
Who would be ignorant enough
To think love could win?
Yeah, I want missile defense!
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PMA
04:12
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Positive Mental Attitude
The only meaning of life is to live
That's why we gotta stay positive
The only meaning of life is to live
That's why we think positive
And if the very essence of my being
Is a tiny little vibrating string
We'll play music for life
Bringing positive vibes
It's so easy to wallow in self-doubt and self-defeat
And do it over again, like rinse and repeat
But everybody shines sometime
Maybe it's just a misfiring synapse
Or something awful just happened that makes you wanna collapse
But with grey skies, the sun's always just off the horizon
But sometimes, the loneliness remains
And all you can do is feel ashamed
Just remember that eventually, that feeling's gonna go away
The only meaning of life is to live
That's why we gotta stay positive
The only meaning of life is to live
That's why we think positive
No book, no leader has the truth
The only thing that's what real is what we say and do
In order to survive, we bring positive vibes
Now, you might say regarding political stance
Or how few songs I write about love and romance
That I've got a pretty negative outlook
But when I get up here and rant and rave
About the elite and how they misbehave
It's because I still believe we can change the world
They make life so hard to live
But we can fight back by being positive
And one day, we're going to see a real revolution!
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What Are You
Yo, you know me, that half-black MC
People look at me funny, don't understand what they see
Mexican? Persian? Jewish? Cuban?
It's never enough, to just say I'm “human.”
“So, what are you?”
You ask, and I look to the ground
It's like you'll tell me your name after I tell you my background
No, I'm not asking you to apologize
I guess your mind's gotta categorize
The black kids say, “Hey now we'll let you say 'nigga'!”
The white kids say, “Hey, I bet your cock's a little bigger!”
And it's really more than just a question of dialectic
Racism's a disease and millions are still infected
My dad used to go to restaurants and not get served
It's a little better now but we still don't get what we deserve
I went to Argentina, and when I came back
The news didn't give me the blues, it just gave me the blacks!
Starvation on the radio, they don't play the facts, it's just cracker jacks (Fishbone)
And now everyone is hassling me,
Mr. Ambiguous Minority
They always gotta check me extra long
In airport security
I can't sport a beard
Or I look like the Muslim enemy
With a mustache, they ask if I entered illegally
And everyone wants me to identify
I'm a human, mothafucka, is that all right?
One their forms I always gotta check the box “other”
'Cause I'm not quite white, not quite a brother!
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Death Warmed Over
05:54
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