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Stand up We shall not be moved
Except By a child with no socks and shoes If you′ve got more to give then you′ve got to prove Put your hands up and I′ll copy you Stand up We shall not be moved Except by a woman dying from a loss of food If you′ve got more to give then you′ve got to prove Put your hands up and I′ll copy you We still don′t understand thunder and lightning Flash back to when we didn′t fund the dam Didn′t fund the dam levee? No wonder man Now our whole damn city′s torn asunder man Under water but we still don′t understand We see hurricane spills overrun the land Through gaps you couldn′t fill with a 100 tons of sand No we still don′t understand We′ve seen planes in the windows of buildings crumbled in We′ve seen flames send the chills through London And we′ve sent planes to kill them and some of them were children But still we crumbling the building Underfunded but we still don′t understand Under God but we kill like the son of Sam But if you feel like I feel like about the son of man We will overcome So Stand up We shall not be moved Except By a child with no socks and shoes If you′ve got more to give then you′ve got to prove Put your hands up and I′ll copy you Stand up We shall not be moved Except by a woman dying from a loss of food If you′ve got more to give then you′ve got to prove Put your hands up and I′ll copy you I said Put your hands up and I′ll copy you Put your hands up and I′ll copy you If you′ve got more to give then you′ve got to prove Put your hands up and I′ll copy you We shall not be moved Except By a child with no socks and shoes Except by a woman dying from a loss of food Except by a freedom fighter bleeding on a cross for you We shall not be moved Except by a system thats rotten through Neglecting the victims and ordering the cops to shoot High treason now we need to prosecute So Stand up We shall not be moved And we won′t fight a war for fossil fuel Its times like this that you want to plot a coup Put your hands up and I′ll copy you So Stand up We shall not be moved Unless were taking a route we have not pursued So if you′ve got a dream and a lot to do Put your hands up and I′ll copy you I said Put your hands up and I′ll copy you Put your hands up and I′ll copy you if you′ve got a dream and a lot to do Put your hands up Now shake, shake A Polaroid dream nightmare negatives develop on the screen We sit back and wait for the government team Criticize they but who the fuck are we The people want peace but the leaders want war Our neighbors don′t speak, peek through the front door House representatives preach "stay the course" Time for a leap of faith Once More Put your hands up high if you haven′t abandoned Hope that the pen strokes stronger than the cannon Balls to the wall, Nose to the grindstone My interrogation techniques leave your mind blown So Place your bets lets speak to the enemy Don′t let em pretend that we seek blood And who′s we anyways Kemo Sabe? Mighty warlord wanna-be street thug a threat for a threat leaves the whole world terrified blow for blow never settles the score word for word is time need clarify We the people did not want war So Stand up We shall not be moved Except By a child with no socks and shoes If you′ve got more to give then you′ve got to prove Put your hands up and I′ll copy you So Stand up We shall not be moved Unless were taking a route we have not pursued So if you′ve got a dream and a lot to do Put your hands up and I′ll copy you I said Put your hands up and I′ll copy you Put your hands up and I′ll copy you if you′ve got a dream and a lot to do Put your hands up |
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| 3:24 | 
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| 3. |
| 4:22 |
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Rival gangsters sit down
to plan an after-school program A religious fanatic posts footage of an interfaith service project A group of teenage boys watches a video of a father playing catch with his son An adult film star paints thumbnail portraits of elderly couples, fully clothed and smiling A record executive records a demo of his apology A policeman makes reverse 911 calls instructing residents to take to the streets A patriot reports for duty She′s wearing an orange jumpsuit and holding a picket sign She′s ashamed of her birthplace But retreat is not an option Women and children Frontline Logon Tune in Stand and be counted Wounded Stationed In the belly of the vulture Watch your back Theres no civilians Women children Frontline Listen Consider this a distant early warning The fires imminent Pollution gathering dust particles Funneling through smokestacks Airwaves Bandwidth Disinformation tube fed Check the label Delete the virus Alert the masses Butterfly wing crosswinds send black hawks toward hurricane survivors Roses sprout from empty lots and sidewalk cracks Pacifist guerrillas move undetected through concrete jungles New forms are beginning to take shape Once-occupied minds are activating People are waking up The insurgency is alive and well Rise of the flobots Portrait of the new american insurgent Rattle and shake the foundation of the world order Assembly line consent Resist Refuse Inform Create Direct loved ones to the trenches Suit up Forge rubble into fortresses Plaster Cloth Aluminum Broken porcelain Rusted platinum Burn bloodstains from decompressed diamonds Hammer the battlecry into braille-studded armor We are building up a new world Do not sit idly by Do not remain neutral Do not rely on this broadcast alone We are only as strong as our signal There is a war going on for your mind If you are thinking you are winning Resistance is victory Defeat is impossible Your weapons are already in hand Reach within you and find the means by which to gain your freedom Fight with tools Your fate and that of everyone you know depends on it |
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I can ride my bike
with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars Look at me look at me hands in the air like it's good to be ALIVE and I'm a famous rapper even when the paths're all crookedy I can show you how to do si do I can show you how to scratch a record I can take apart the remote control And I can almost put it back together I can tie a knot in a cherry stem I can tell you about Leif Ericson I know all the words to De Colores And I'm Proud to be an American Me and my friend saw a platypus Me and my friend made a comic book And guess how long it took I can do anything that I want cuz look I can keep rhythm with no metronome No metronome No metronome I can see your face on the telephone On the telephone On the telephone Look at me Look at me Just called to say that it's good to be ALIVE In such a small world All curled up with a book to read I can make money open up a thrift store I can make a living off a magazine I can design an engine sixty four Miles to a gallon of gasoline I can make new antibiotics I can make computers survive aquatic conditions I know how to run a business And I can make you wanna buy a product Movers shakers and producers Me and my friends understand the future I see the strings that control the systems I can do anything with no assistance I can lead a nation with a microphone With a microphone With a microphone I can split the atoms of a molecule Of a molecule Of a molecule Look at me Look at me Driving and I won't stop And it feels so good to be Alive and on top My reach is global My tower secure My cause is noble My power is pure I can hand out a million vaccinations Or let'em all die in exasperation Have'em all grilled leavin lacerations Have'em all killed by assassination I can make anybody go to prison Just because I don't like'em and I can do anything with no permission I have it all under my command I can guide a missile by satellite By satellite By satellite and I can hit a target through a telescope Through a telescope Through a telescope and I can end the planet in a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust In a holocaust I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handle bars No handlebars I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars |
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| 4:34 |
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So much pain we
Dont know how to be but angry Feel infected like weve got gangrene Please dont let anybody try to change me Me Just me In the middle of a sea full of faces Full of faces Some laugh some salivate Whats in your alleyway Recycling bins or bullet cases Its not equal Its not fair Were different people But were not scared We aint never scared To pave a new path Make a new street Build a new bridge Say can you see by the dawns early light Free slaves running Songs words werent right Now a new days coming The few stay stunning while the many are handsome Your soul is alive but they want it for ransom The base drumming is the anthem We step to the heartbeats of our granddaughters and grandsons And Rise together we Lost hope and found need Grounded by our surroundings Did the walls scream universities Or you and i verse the tees React automatic and we burst when squeezed And make 9-11 each emergency Urgency amber to red like the turning leaves Oh please let the hurting cease Don't let apathy police the populace We will march across Those stereotypes that were marked for us The answers obvious We switch the consonants Change the sword to words and lift continents If you believe in redemption I'm calling to you from another dimension |
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