Song | Guerilla Radio |
Artist | Richard Cheese |
Album | Viva La Vodka |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Commerford, De La Rocha ... | |
Transmission third world war, third round | |
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground | |
Ain't no shelter if you're looking for shade | |
I lick shots at the brutal charade | |
As the polls close like a casket on truth devoured | |
A silent play on the shadow of power | |
A spectacle monopolized | |
The camera's eye on choice disguised | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil | |
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil? | |
A spectacle monopolized | |
They hold the reins and stole your eyes | |
The fistagons, bullets and bombs | |
Who staff the banks? | |
Who staff the party ranks? | |
More for Gore or the son of the drug | |
LordNone of the above, fuck it, cut the cord | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Guerilla radio | |
Quit it now |
zuo qu : Commerford, De La Rocha ... | |
Transmission third world war, third round | |
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground | |
Ain' t no shelter if you' re looking for shade | |
I lick shots at the brutal charade | |
As the polls close like a casket on truth devoured | |
A silent play on the shadow of power | |
A spectacle monopolized | |
The camera' s eye on choice disguised | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil | |
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil? | |
A spectacle monopolized | |
They hold the reins and stole your eyes | |
The fistagons, bullets and bombs | |
Who staff the banks? | |
Who staff the party ranks? | |
More for Gore or the son of the drug | |
LordNone of the above, fuck it, cut the cord | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Guerilla radio | |
Quit it now |
zuò qǔ : Commerford, De La Rocha ... | |
Transmission third world war, third round | |
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground | |
Ain' t no shelter if you' re looking for shade | |
I lick shots at the brutal charade | |
As the polls close like a casket on truth devoured | |
A silent play on the shadow of power | |
A spectacle monopolized | |
The camera' s eye on choice disguised | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil | |
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil? | |
A spectacle monopolized | |
They hold the reins and stole your eyes | |
The fistagons, bullets and bombs | |
Who staff the banks? | |
Who staff the party ranks? | |
More for Gore or the son of the drug | |
LordNone of the above, fuck it, cut the cord | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Lights out, | |
Guerilla radio | |
Turn that shit up | |
Guerilla radio | |
Quit it now |