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Concsription (Version 2)

The Transient – Punk Artist

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An updated version about a song about the escalating price of war.
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A solo punk band with songs ranging from politics to social issues to evolutionary biology.

Lacking any real musical talent, I decided to use Punk-o-Matic to create some generic punk backgrounds to the various songs I had written. Recorded at low quality through a computer microphone, the songs are not musical masterpieces but the lyrics are still strong. Give it a listen, you might enjoy it.

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Song Info
Genre
Rock Punk
Uploaded
September 13, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00 minutes
Lyrics
The same depressing headlines scream everyday, But words and pictures aren’t enough to convey, And television doesn’t capture the sensation, Of the brutal reality of the hellish situation, So while the foreign war snowballs without brakes, The sleeping giant’s people do not wake, Can’t see a world they’re not accustomed to, A world where the soldier is him and me and you, Conscription, is it so abstract? Conscription, `cuz when you turn your back, Conscription, we’re part of the attack, Conscription, don’t send me to Iraq! I don’t wanna go I don’t wanna go I don’t wanna go-o-o-o-oh! When the SS Agent comes knocking at your door, Scrounging up another body for their war, All protests unilaterally ignored, Oh, why had you not resisted before? Disobedience behind bars is no life You break down, join the reluctant fight The virus severs like a rusty knife Your old self a half, a third, a tithe And suddenly you’ve transformed Into this zombie of the norm A seed of hatred borne A vile, disgusting turn And when all is said and done My friend, what have you become? Since when do you wield a gun? Since when have you killed someone? Conscription, is it so abstract? Conscription, `cuz when you turn your back, Conscription, we’re part of the attack, Conscription, don’t send me to Iraq!
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