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| Guerrilla Warfare |
| It's human nature To succumb to greed It's devoured your vision And infected the scene I have no patience for egos So anything goes I can't stay quiet this means too much to me |
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| Back when the cavemen banged on some rocks Music was pure and straight from the heart Now it's just a business transaction Broken down into separate factions Video, radio, record deal They suck the life out of the current appeal Who the hell do you think you are? I look up to no one There are no stars |
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| Sometimes I love the art, But I despise the artist And those in control are self-absorbed fools They say there's a certain way to play If you want to "make it big" today Well my self-expression has no rules |
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| Screw the standard means of promotion We'll grab your attention by making commotion Forced to take drastic measures Monkey wrenching your plans and pleasures Fight for what is right Attack from the shadows in the dark of night I can't be passive this means too much to me |
| Tear it down, burn it down Smash to rubble Level to the ground From the American Revolution I know Guerrilla Warfare defeats the foe The underdog conquers the king Breaking up the power ring I don't like what I see around I'm gonna bring those suckers down! |
| Connections April 2001 |