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Myth of Democracy
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Humans Piss Me Off
(Myth of Democracy)


[2012]
Lyrics & Music by Matt Billington
Album: Humans Piss Me Off
 Humans Piss Me Off

"Some of these songs are political, some about the special people we are all fortunate enough to meet. Some are concerned with pointing the finger at those in power, some songs are pointing the finger at myself. Very rarely is life black and white, and when it is I simply ask who painted it that way .
I believe that the fight back against the fascist Corporatocracy and its religion of greed, destruction, and control is rooted in our communities. It is in our connection with each other, and the will to stand up against the oppression of the minorities and poor that we will begin to turn the tide away from Capitalism and it's insatiable greed, and back to true empathy and democracy. This album is a celebration of the part of the human spirit that questions authority, demands equality, and loves life for what truly makes life worth living- love for others". - Matt Billington

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Debts may climb, devils may care
For clean water sky and health care,
Penance for past sins, kill for cash,
Mark our foreheads with the ash
Of our loved and dear departed,
Beg forgiveness from free markets,
We took the greatest care
While our cluster bombs fell from the air..

No one gives a fuck,
As long as they get one..

'cus that is just how things are,
So they say, so they preach,
So they enforce with guns, abuse and belief..
So we may as well
Cut the fence, fuck with heads,
While we are young enough to drink ourselves to death.

Deaf from bombs and blind with anger
Nurses still get the finger,
This is the free world and it functions
On greed, destruction, mass consumption,
Where are we left in all this cost?
Supposedly on fabric clothe,
Lullaby myths enshrined on rows,
Where shadows dance and stories grow...

'Cus that is just how things are,
So they say, so they preach,
So they enforce with guns, abuse and belief..
So we may as well..
Cut the fence, fuck with heads,
While we are young enough to drink ourselves to death.


And he/she knew how screwed
We really were,
I just wish
You've had stayed
To see the flames…

Lullaby myths enshrined on rows
where shadows dance and stories grow,
These middle fingers...I have strings.
Theirs have triggers, I have screams,
When I see a man as smart as you
Towing lines that ignore the truth
you know -I'll CUT DOWN YOUR FUCKING FLAG,
CLAIM BACK THE LAN,
AND BURN DOWN YOUR BANKS.

Burn your banks down!


'Cos that is just how things are,
So they say, so they preach,
So they enforce with guns, abuse and belief..
So we may as well..
Cut the fence, fuck with heads,
While we are young enough to drink ourselves to death.
to drink ourselves to death!

Contributed by giorgio - 2013/2/13 - 09:02



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