Lyrics
Look all around you, the powers that be,
They've got you.
Walking in circles, fill your heads with greed,
But I know.
Impermanence from material things,
So wake up.
And burn this down an set the animals free,
So rise up!
Now come with me and take a look at the way the world works.
From the beginning of civilization to the present day work force.
An of course theirs the upper class, The kings and politicians.
Wealthy are the bourgeois and we are the proletarian.
This manifesto of current event's that's relevent from long ago.
I read the way the words flow and this is the way the song goes.
The bourgeois are capitalists, profiting off of misery, death and destruction, terrorism and teirony.
Raping national resources of far away lands, stockpiling there own supply, it's all part of there plan.
And there always stealing money out of our pockets and hands by overpricing everything that's cheaply made in Japan. Extorting every source whether it be water or land, the labor of man, taking for nothing, they smile while they stab.
And They laugh while they kill, theirs no room at the top.
Theirs only down on this hill and a ground that never seems to stop!
Look all around you, the powers that be,
They've got you.
Walking in circles, fill your heads with greed,
But I know.
Impermanence from material things,
So wake up.
And burn this down an set the animals free,
So rise up!
Look all around you, the powers that be,
They've got you.
Walking in circles, fill your heads with greed,
But I know.
Impermanence from material things,
So wake up.
And burn this down an set the animals free,
So rise up!
They'll tell you any sh** you wanna hear.
Over advertising family, religion, and fear.
Because the bourgeois has bought and payed off everything.
Making the newsman, the nurse even rappers his payed slaves.
And they strive to make you buy sh** that you don't need.
Confuse the masses with consumerism preoccupied with greed.
Until the needs of the proletarian are overrun with want's.
Because the bourgeois can only see us as cogs and parts.
Of a well oiled machine deprived of all feelings with the parts and maintenance by the police and precincts.
And they need this system to keep us working till we die, with brows that tear up sweat and weep like two eye's.
Until the realize that we can rise.
They've got the guns but we've got the numbers and were ready to die.
Let them tremble at our revolution, loose your chains and break your ties.
Working men of all countries stand up and unite.
Look all around you, the powers that be,
They've got you.
Walking in circles, fill your heads with greed,
But I know.
Impermanence from material things,
So wake up.
And burn this down an set the animals free,
So rise up!
Look all around you, the powers that be,
They've got you.
Walking in circles, fill your heads with greed,
But I know.
Impermanence from material things,
So wake up.
And burn this down an set the animals free,
So rise up!
