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Rehearsal room
01:23
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We both know that our relationship could be better.
And we also know it´s not gonna last forever.
We had good times but it was hard since the beginning.
That´s why I decided to write this letter.
Rehearsal room, you don´t like me, I don´t like you.
If I were rich, I´d buy my own rehearsal room.
There were so many times I needed you and you weren´t there.
You just want my money, I just want a place to gather
with my mates to play some songs and sing along,
and not to care about your shit ten times a month.
Rehearsal room, you don´t like me, I don´t like you.
If I were rich, I´d buy my own rehearsal room.
Rehearsal room, rehearsal room,
rehearsal room, rehearsfuck you.
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2. |
Fire
02:29
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Fire,they set everything on fire.
Burning towns, they said it was purifying.
Constant freedom denial.
But sooner or later a slave will light a match.
After centuries of oppression
it´s time to get over it and rise up.
It´s time to light the torches,
they will never bring us down.
After centuries of oppression
it´s time to get over it and rise up.
It’ s time to light the torches
and burn this shithole.
Fire, a soldier screaming fire.
Privates obey and shoot against the outsider.
Just to protect the power.
By sending the rebels to the stake or to the firing squads.
After centuries of oppression
it´s time to get over it and rise up.
It´s time to light the torches,
they will never bring us down.
After centuries of oppression
it´s time to get over it and rise up.
It’ s time to light the torches
and burn this shithole.
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3. |
S.O.S.
02:41
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Sometimes I feel my life is a disaster,
and I think I fail every decision I make.
The problems come to me, I´m a mess.
Failures and failures, one stumble in two steps.
My life is getting harder,
dark clouds over my head.
No doors in this corridor,
I can´t find the way, I can´t run away.
Lost in a sea of desperation,,
no life vest, S.O.S.
Trial and error and error again
and then more mistakes
Sometimes I feel desperate and fucked up,
but I know I can´t stand this way.
All of a sudden, I look ahead
and I see a lighthouse on the top of that cliff.
I need to swim towards it,
and then I´ll have to climb.
The path will be tough, but I know
in every blow there is something to learn.
Lost in a sea of desperation,
no life vest, S.O.S.
Trial and error and error again
and then, more mistakes.
Swimming in a sea of desperation,
no life vest, I´ll find the way.
Trial and error and error,
against the grain, I won´t rest.
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I put on my cassock and my vans,
I take my board and go to the altar.
I want everyone to look at my ass,
when I begin to jump during the mass.
Grinding all the benches, when the people bend their knees.
While I´m Hand planting the pulpit, my booty I reveal.
Over those four tiny wheels, I´m going back and forth.
I wanna spread the word of the Lord as I ride my skateboard.
So hey, I´m the skater priest,
and finally, my church is full of kids.
I was the master until I got caught,
then all my skate sins I had to confess.
The bishop tried to excommunicate me,
but I´ll keep screaming: skatepreaching´s not a crime.
Grinding all the benches, when the people bend their knees.
While I´m Hand planting the pulpit, my booty I reveal.
Over those four tiny wheels, I´m going back and forth.
I wanna spread the word of the Lord as I ride my skateboard.
So hey, I was the skater priest,
and I confess I´ve committed a sin.
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5. |
Just-Fi
02:47
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It´s not about what´s fair and unfair,
it´s a fucking show, a movie, a play.
They forget the reality, just write a good tale
and play it on the stage, in the courtroom.
May it please your honor, go to hell,
and fuck your "due respect", you didn't earn it.
May it please the court, do you remember all the lives you ruined?
Your honor, my balls.
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6. |
On my own
02:08
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I remember when you started,
you just wanted to make some noise,
get some money for the outcast,
Enjoy the road.
Deciding everytime the way that you consider fair,
knowing where you come from and where you go.
I can do it on my own.
We don´t like your business,
we can do the dirty job.
Fuck the money, hang the managers,
opportunists fuck off, this is hardcore punk.
I´m glad to see your band,
after all, still on board,
sharing moments with the crowd around the world.
Making friends, creating bonds,
I´m so proud to take the path
some others walked.
I can do it on my own.
We don´t like your business,
we can do the dirty job.
Fuck the money, hang the managers,
opportunists fuck off, this is hardcore punk.
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7. |
Modern life
02:49
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Weird images of our time:
Priests on boards, majors on bikes.
Now the authority is cool...
Weird images of our time:
Priests on boards major on bikes.
… You take me for a fool.
Chameleon-like society,
continuous uncertainty.
It´s really hard to know...
Chameleon-like society,
Continuous uncertainty.
… What side is each one on.
Solid values melted,
liquid facts were stated.
Modern life: charming abuse.
Modern life: makes us confused.
If you look at the tree,
you can´t see the wood.
If you look at the tree.
The old enemy lives
in your neighbourhood.
In your fucking neighbourhood.
Humble popes and chairmen,
friendly, cheerful kings and queens,
dreadlocks in the parliament.
Humble popes and chairmen,
friendly, cheerful kings and queens.
The times are changin´.
Solid values melted,
liquid facts were stated.
Modern life: charming abuse.
Modern life: there is no truce.
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8. |
Wanna steal too
02:26
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It´s no crime to steal from a thief,
the tradition promised.
I´ve got so many targets to choose,
I wanna steal too.
Which are the conditions
for total impunity?
It´s all about the power?
Should I wear a suit?
Your pretended integrity
is hard to believe.
If I don´t get what´s mine, I´ll take what´s yours,
I wanna steal too.
Which are the conditions
for your “free society”?
I don´t want a miserable slice,
I want the whole fucking pie.
I wanna steal too.
I wanna steal too (To enjoy my life as you do).
I wanna steal too (I don´t wanna pay your fucking taxes).
I wanna steal too (Stop treating people like fools).
I wanna steal too.
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9. |
Tourists and hipsters
02:33
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Nowadays, the big cities
are modern theme parks for tourists,
hipsters, VIP.
I can't hear the birds singing,
but I can hear the sound of the trolley wheels.
Benches and fountains turned into
security cams and shiny lights.
Starbucks, betting shops and fancy gyms.
Speculation destroyed communities.
Tourists and hipsters, are coming to my hood.
Tourists and hipsters, no one can pay the rent.
Tourists and hipsters, it's all about the law.
Tourists and hipsters, of supply and demand.
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