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Generation Dead
02:18
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Following the leader?
You're fucking following the trend!
Will it ever stop and
Will there ever be a fucking end?
When the truth's all been said- generation dead!
Robots of society
You look and sound the same
Pollution the solution
You're a number not a fucking name
Be careful where to tread generation dead!
Following the leader?
You're fucking following the trend!
It's never gonna stop
And it's never going to fucking end!
When the truth has all been said
Be careful where to tread
Eat the bullshit you're fed
Put a gun to your head
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2. |
Let It Bleed
02:05
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You don't get it, you never get it!
It eats like a disease
You can't help it, it won't stop
Just let it bleed
You don't look, you don't touch
Just let it breathe
You can't lick it when you can't fuckin' kick it
It brings you to your knees
Just let it bleed!
You can't feel when you're breaking the seal
It's the end of the line
You're all shaken and now that you're forsaken
You're all bled dry
You can taste it, you can't sell it
Deny it and lie
You can spin it, the fools will never win it
No one tells you why
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3. |
In Fear of Fear
02:28
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Outlets of information have become suffocated
Our views on the world all become distorted
Events in far off lands, not so close to home
But tell the people it's coming, you can chill them to the bone
In fear of fear
A mental truncheon
In fear of fear
Into the lowest dungeon
The threat will never come any nearer
We're just being kept in fear
Of fear
Views on the world now misunderstood
The sight of the enemy has done us no fuckin' good
'Cause nothing really threatens us in the way they make it seem
But keep us scared and in good time
We'll give them what they need
In fear of fear
A mental truncheon
In fear of fear
Into the lowest dungeon
The threat will never come any nearer
We're just being kept in fear
Of fear
Pumped with misinformation
And kept in line by worries
Bow down to the mythmaker
Be your own fuckin' undertaker
In fear of fear
A mental truncheon
In fear of fear
Into the lowest dungeon
The threat will never come any nearer
We're just being kept in fear
Of fear
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4. |
Running To Stand Still
02:45
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Work cuts into my private life
Slogging so the boss can pamper his wife
Working longer hours for the same pay
But the bills are going up it doesn't fucking change
Margins thinning, we're not winning
And the old boy's club is making a killing
I'm running to stand still
Prices increase, trying to keep up
Are you cutting essentials, are you doing it rough?
Some can afford a new suit each week
While there's old timers choosing food or heat
Running to stand still
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5. |
It's A Cover Up
01:38
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Hide the truth before they see
Lock us up because we're free
We're taking matters into hand
Beat those who don't understand
Forcing people into walls
Playing victim when it falls
Enforcers of intimidation
Poison and contamination
No matter what the situation
Attack attack no indication!
The truth it all leads to destruction
Corruption, corruption!
The truth it all leads to destruction
Corruption, corruption!
If you've done wrong you got no rights
Apply the handcuffs, make 'em tight
One on one they'll never see
But eight on one is authority
They're proud to wear their uniform
Hate all those who don't conform
Victim; guilty, signed and sealed
Corrupt men, they wear a shield
No matter what the situation
Attack attack no indication!
The truth it all leads to destruction
Corruption, corruption!
The truth it all leads to destruction
Corruption, corruption!
It's a cover up!
Why don't you tell us the truth?
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6. |
Money Runs Out
03:38
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Listen to the news feed, talking about the doom heed
Degradation paid for, and bought by, Wall Street
They're using all their big words, just to make sure we all feel small
Common man on the street- you don't mean a thing to Wall Street
Hedge funds and interest rates, and all the money that they make
They're building up a house of cards, the bankers on Wall Street
Money in their bank accounts, they've got it to a fucking obscene amount
We're eating dirt while they live it up on Wall Street!
They're pushing at their house of cards
Watching our lives fall apart
What you gonna do when your money runs out?
Just put it on the credit card, pay it back later when it's not so hard
Gotta spend your money on things that you don't need
Digging yourself a hole, chaining yourself to your shovel
Just keep on digging for your masters on Wall Street
Where will this process lead as we're all consumed by our own greed?
An economic downturn and panic on the streets?
As we find it was all a scam, we got lied to by the money man
Their greed's going too far, and now we're taking the heat!
They're playing with money that never even existed
The economy has become an uncontrollable juggernaut
And cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money....
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7. |
Permanent Headache
02:40
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I'm living with this fucking permanent headache and I've
Got walls closing in, had as much as I can take...
Heat breathing down my neck
It's clamming up my hands are sweat
Feeling the rage and the pain
Coursing through my fucking veins
Time is ticking away from me
Can't take, can't take, can't take the strain...
Suck it up or lose control
Putting my fists through fucking walls
Black knuckles and black thoughts
Patience starting to get short
Told myself it's a moment of truth
Just like pulling out a fucking tooth
Migraine all the fucking time
It's in my head...
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8. |
Roll The Dice
03:07
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And all this order made me mad
I turned around and shook my head
I take the risks and I pay the price
Don't look back, I roll the dice
Don't take it all for granted
Be sure to finish what you started!
Death has never been an option
Careful who is watching
Take control or lose it all
No one's there to catch your fall
Do it properly do it right
Don't turn your back you have to fight!
Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll the dice
Live for today and don't think twice
Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll the dice
It won't stop and it won't subside
Lessons learned over time
Memories stuck in my mind
Listen hard and listen well
I'll make their lives a fucking hell
Take your anger deep inside
Use, abuse and stay alive
Put your cards out on the table
Make your move and make it fatal
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Generation Dead Napier, New Zealand
Punk Rock from Napier, NZ
Spud- Gat/Vox
Matai- Bass/Vox
Ady- Drums
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