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06/15/2009 |
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13. | Halcyon (Intro) (instrumental) |
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An aidless and harrowing future is developing for our generation and generations to come.
But as I walk the chartered streets of this familiar oblivion I recognize nothing but underling unconsciousness.
In which we have almost comfortably drowned.
It is madness!
This normality is madness
We are clinging to manufactured crippling constraints
We must no longer commute between brand laden homes and quickly accepted aimless roams from our factories
of slavery to walls of illusive bravery
[We must unite!]
And we must let the floodgates open.
Here tonight I clock a thousand heads!Here to unite through, common, Dreads.
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OH!
Here tonight I clock a thousand heads
Here to unite, through common dreads
So who’s with me?
OH!
Now who’s with me?
OH!
Something drips inside
That’s been building for a thousand years
Now we can no longer hide
The immediacy of these fears
Our names will not be writ on water
And we don’t need a light
NO WAY!
One day I know that they will collapse and we will be the current!
Yes!
What you got for me?
OH!
And Now The Flood Gates Will Open!
RAHH!
You’ve got to know where to hide!
[2x]
We will sing as one in solidarity
We will swim together
No longer treading water
We’re flowing with the tide
And you can taste the light
Don’t waste the light
We will sing as one in solidarity
We will sing together
And now
And still we will be here, standing like statues!
Yeah!
The time is now
A thousand brothers
(We will sing as one in solidarity)
(We will sing together)
(And still we will be here standing like statues)
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Come!
If our own lives aren’t directly affected,
then it don’t need to be corrected!
Our fucking gift is our ignorance,
As they’re praying for deliverance.
We shutter ourselves from the outcries,
We blinker ourselves from the eyesores…
Cause I know we have greatness within us!
(We have greatness within us; innovative, giving, determined -
it's time for the best in us to come out)
And you can find inbalance
You can destroy inbalance
And you can change your values
(Step up today) Step up today
Yes, solid
Now let me get one thing straight
You know what?
Sometimes I do wish apples were our currency
So (???) hoarded millions rot in their vaults
And that'd teach you to lay off the assault
That you're barraging on the lands of the poor
And I know we've all got enough problems of our own
But-but they're not shows (???) sitting on our throne in a home
Heated by a life unknown to the exploited
And it's so frustrating - the fucking state we're in!
If our own lives aren’t directly affected,
then it don’t need to be corrected!
Our fucking gift is our ignorance,
As they’re praying for deliverance.
We shutter ourselves from the outcries,
We blinker ourselves from the eyesores…
And you can find inbalance
You can destroy inbalance
And you can change your values
(Step up today) Step up today
And you can find inbalance
You can destroy inbalance
And you can change your values
(Step up today) Step up today
(???) companies don't deserve us,
and can't get rid of us
British empire built free trade
Opportunistic, pushing
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And I know that we've still got time
But I do not think we're invincible
And I think that it is a sign
'Cos I do not think we're invincible
Crushing all in it's path (x4)
Now don't get me wrong I love what you done with the place
I just wish we had a chance to help build it
Instead of just moving into this home of disrepair
And expect it to work, prosper and then share
Constantly relying on consuming to feel content
But only because we lost touch with this home that we've spent
Trillions of dollars paying for our wants and not our needs
And now we're growing tired of planting bleary-eyed seeds
And I'm not saying that we could do better
But given a chance we'd try (we'd try)
We dig up the earth's not won soil
And fill the trench with greedy eyes
(I'd imagine x9)
SWITCH!
And I know that we've still got time
But I do not think we're invincible
And I think that it is a sign
Deep breaths, clenched fists, here comes another jug-ger-naut!
Crushing all in it's path (x4)
What the hell, what happened now! ?
I really don't know man!
We'll do what we've always done
Shut our eyes and hope for the best
NO! We're gonna face this
And step out onto the tracks
Stare it right in the face
THOU SHALL NOT PASS!
And I know that we've still got time
But I do not think we're invincible
And I think that it is a sign
'Cos I do not think we're invinvible
Crushing all in it's path (x4)
And I know that we've still got time
But I do not think we're invincible
And I think that it is a sign
Deep breaths, clenched fists, here comes another jug-ger-naut!
And I know that we've still got time
But I do not think we're invincible
The idea of community
Will be something displayed in a museum
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I'm gonna paste you up, cover you in wallpaper
Screw shelves into you and call you a wall
That's all you are to me, trying to keep people inside
Inside your sordid little house
This is no white abode
You can have skirting board shoes and plug sockets on your knees
I'll hang a painting on your lip
And put tinsel 'round it at Christmas
Trying to keep people inside, inside your sordid little house
Trying to keep people inside, inside your sordid little house
You can't keep us inside much longer pal
We've seen the view from the windows
You can't keep us inside much longer pal
We've seen the view from the windows
It's glorious outside (Have you seen the tide?)
Have you seen the tide?
(???) We need cohesion
It's glorious outside (Have you seen the tide?)
Have you seen the tide?
(???) We need cohesion
As time keeps moving, we keep losing
Our rights freedom is not the choices
Between one job, and one car
You can just look back into history
To find corruption and mystery
And if you don't take note, you'll wake up in the same boat
Trying to keep people inside, inside your sordid little house
Trying to keep people inside, inside your sordid little house
It's glorious outside (Have you seen the tide?)
Have you seen the tide?
(???) We need cohesion
It's glorious outside (Have you seen the tide?)
Have you seen the tide?
(???) We need cohesion
(Have you seen the tide?)
Have you seen the tide?
Break your teeth and break the glass
Now sprint and don't look back
Full pelt isn't the best for this
Watch your thoughts all ionising
What's your thoughts on tensions rising?
Trying to keep people inside, inside your sordid little house
Trying to keep people inside, inside your sordid little house
Trying to keep people inside, inside your sordid little house
Trying to keep people inside, inside your sordid little house
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Mate! I'm zonked absolutely spent
I think I'm gonna give up my eyes for lent
I'll use my sockets to stock stones instead
And with an icy cold stare i'll hide bones in your bed
Mate! Please accept this invitation
So i can take you away
Cos there's a one in 40 thousand chance that
Asteroid Apophis
Will collide with the earth in less than 20 years
Roll up for the knees up business
Yes yes yes ok i think we've heard quite enough from you
Instead of staring at your Stella desperately for inspiration.
belt up and quiver at your indignation
I aint saying anything that could be construed as an apology.
There's another case study of anthropology.
Lets announce embargos and denounce our far foes
Ingrowing egos a syntax he knows
It's just distance that separates us
Or are we really all ethno-centric-ally inclined?
Mate! What the fuck are you going on about?
This is a draconian law i protest
I protest
The herd is rowdy
The squad is vexed
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The Lions are at the door
We ain't taking orders from snakes no more
The Lions are at the door, yeah
We ain't taking orders from snakes no more
Knock, Knock!
Yeah! How'd you like that boy?
It's another day in the Acid Nation
expected to go down hindrance
Hold tight the Real News Network
They're crucial
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And I'm thinkin' what's the deal?
With the facts that they conceal.
And I'm thinkin' what's the harm
In a bit of rhetoric encharm
And I can't quite comprehend
A beginning or an end
No I can't quite stomach this
Now
You and me, we're gonna take
To the skies for a (covet/cover?) sake
Fly amongst the cirrus clouds
Twenty-thousand feet we'll crack the clouds
From that height will leak the lies
And unveil the damaged skies
Cause we can't quite stomach this
[Chorus]
(All I'm trying to say is)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
(Getting any sleep, Getting any sleep)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
(Getting any sleep, Getting any sleep)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
Sun and secrets power us
No longer cower in idled lust
(indistinct) is still a stain
Of the dangers of this game
I still can't quite comprehend
A beginning or an end
No I can't quite stomach this
[Chorus]
(All I'm trying to say is)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
(Getting any sleep, Getting any sleep)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
(Getting any sleep, Getting any sleep)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
Well then bark our angry voice to the sun
Or are we ninety million miles
From anything or anyone?
What are we waiting for? [x3]
YEAH!
[Chorus]
(All I'm trying to say is)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
(Getting any sleep, Getting any sleep)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
(Getting any sleep, Getting any sleep)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
Well then bark our angry voice to the sun
Or are we ninety million miles
From anything or anyone?
Just like the (indistinct) and we won't be the same (fake?) anymore
(Indistinct) resistance without the species (and this is floored?)
[Chorus]
(All I'm trying to say is)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
(Getting any sleep, Getting any sleep)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
(Getting any sleep, Getting any sleep)
You're not, getting any sleep tonight
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And I lie here
staring up at the stratosphere
and hoping we're gonna get out of here
And it seems mad
that we're born on the doorstep
of squalor and of pedistools
And I lie here
surrounded by a range of general anaesthetics
To drowse the fact that fumbling insecurity
is not matched by spreading inequalities
In the sunlight
where you caught us,
plotting the downfall of hoarders
In the sunlight where you caught us
In the sunlight
where you caught us,
plotting the downfall of hoarders
In the sunlight where you caught us
It seems that every gap in the fence
we'll peak, we'll scratch, we'll stretch, we'll grab anything we can
And if we group together
and made a bigger hope
not just for our children's hands
but for bigger plans
Yeah if we group together
and made hope
'cause I don't know about you but I've gotta get out of here
I've gotta get out of here
I've gotta get out of here
I've gotta get out of here
I've gotta get out of here
I've gotta get out of here
Woah
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
I've gotta get out of here
I've gotta get out of here
I've gotta get out of here
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Woah-oh-oh-oh
Wheeling forth
so turbulently
accepting all the...
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Now let's cause some fucking havoc!
The lions are at the door,
We ain't taking order from snakes no more.
The lions are at the door, yeah!
We ain't taking order from snakes no more.
Stand by...
Receiving...
stand by for a second message.
Now we're gonna take a stand,
For we are the Grassroots Resistance!
Now we're gonna take a stand,
For we are the Grassroots Resistance!
Power!
All this killing is obscene!
Shut down the war machine!
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Now I was feeling like a total giant!
But now it feels like
Silvius Brabo has sliced my hand off
and thrown it in the river!
Now I was just doing my job,
my feet sinking into the bed of the Scheldt
but now my fingers are reeling about with the fishes
I know I'm not making any sense
(no you're not)
all will be revealed
(well i hope so)
all will be revealed if we travel
back in time
I've got to rest, it's for the best.
To build a nest, to take the quest.
To be given just one chance, to be
the best.
Go forth and re-colonize.
It appears the foundations
of all our great nations
are lies and indoctrinations.
So if Silvius Brabo collects the hands of giants...
will you join him?
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Hold your horses
Steady now
Cos we're floating precariously
And therefore, furthermore premisely on tectonic plates
And everything we stand on
And everything we stand for
Is rather unstable right now
So I think I'll kill some time
And have you done medium rare
But I think I'll tease my palette with some crudités
Just to prepare
You see we've had a Joker in the pack now for quite some time
So I reckon it's just about time we roast this swine
Ahhh
This is a (?) shit I refuse to be fed
(?) use your head
cut it sunshine burn it up you ponce
and on the other dish is a (?)
Ha Ha!
now I think we should take a leaf from the (?) (burn it up burn it up)
now I think we should take a leaf from the (?) (burn it up burn it up)
Lets throw it up and start again
Lets throw it up and start again
Shoo!
Nicely does it now...
Steady...
Halt...
Halt...
(Target Locked)
(?) this one
Oh yeah!
Oh that was great
My compliments to the chef
I'm very satisfied
Do you know what I'll be sure to dine here again
fine cuisine
Stuffed cheeks were very agreeable
All in all a splendid spread
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To the multi story car park
With our friends
drinking from a bottle
of white lightning
on top of marks and sparks
roof running
smoking
chronic
hectic!
and it seems that
nothing now will ever change.
and it seems that
were on our own again
and it seems that
nothing now will ever change.
and it seems that
were on our own again
and it seems that
nothing now will ever change.
and it seems that
were on our own again
We'll convene at mine 3PM to play Sega Megadrive Golden Axe and Sonic all day
Never Played It? (I'll Teach Ya)
Can't Hack It? (I'll Beat Ya)
Whilst Pendell's making rhymes in the corner with a litre of finest Scrumpy Jack,
Whilst PDEX pumps out the latest big club track
We'll take it to Justin's and hit his King Kong
then we'll gather round the piano for a little sing song.
Oh if I could kidnap that feeling
the one that melts softest from your mind
I'd make no demands, no ransom.
'Cause I'd never set it free.
'Cause I'd never set it free.
Oh if I could kidnap that feeling
the one that melts softest from your mind
I'd make no demands, no ransom.
'Cause I'd never set it free.
'Cause I'd never set it free.
'Cause I'd never set it free.
All false Halcyon days
and Halcyon nights
Before we began to realize
that these aren't right.
and it seems that
nothing now will ever change.
and it seems that
were on our own again
and it seems that
nothing now will ever change.
and it seems that
were on our own again
and it seems that
nothing now will ever change.
and it seems that
were on our own again
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Each nation used to provide its country with security
with factories providing arms for their country
Now multinational companies compete in the arms trade
to serve any customer, maximising the money to be made
So just as farms compete to provide fruit for other countries
so people can live to enjoy the taste of nature
National warehouses compete to provide arms around the world
to aid death
and all hell unfolds.
Our gracious queen
should grasp her crown
and take a good fucking swing at Blair and Brown
for leading her countries to illegal warfare
and trying to pass it off that we're doing 'cause we care.
Now prudence of wars are a redemptive cause
I've never heard such nonsense under international laws
We think we have the right to enforce democracy
when we're weakening ours everyday
What hypocrisy.
We'll be together against this
We'll be forever against this
We'll be together against this
We'll be forever against this
Fuck man
I just woke up to a land where killing is part of every day
and every mind in this intelligent species
is then blinded into the battlefield
like it's natural for us to break instead of build
Unities intrinsic the only cause worth fighting for,
all religions, colours and creeds
Now we are the world and we are the people
We are the world and we are the people
and we will be heard.
We'll be together against this
We'll be forever against this
We'll be together against this
We'll be forever against this
We'll be together against this
We'll be forever against this
We'll be together against this
We'll be forever against this
We'll be together against this
We'll be forever against this
We'll be together against this
We'll be forever against this
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And what comes next?
A chance to save ourselves?
Imagine magma encrusted in rock,
And on the surface of this world, all eyes are on the clock
Cos all our empires, our philosophies, our practiced faiths,
Our revolutions
Our proud sciences, are but a flicker in,
One day of the lives of the stars.
We can breathe in space, they just don't want us to escape.
We can breathe in space, they just don't want us to escape.
And what comes next? (The constellations yes, all 88 of them)
A chance to save ourselves? (Like the G8; they meet to procrastinate)
Greetings.
We are an infant species,
Crawling into our own, premature decline
The north star, is chairing the meeting,
He knows we're spoilt and he's sniggering at our histories.
We can breathe in space, they just don't want us to escape.
We can breathe in space, they just don't want us to escape.
The hollow proposals mean we'll migrate,
But they'll bleed us dry until that 11th hour
And when dawn breaks i'll sit
And stagnate with this metric tonne on your shoulders,
How do you cope?
We are an infant species,
Crawling, into our own, premature decline
The north star is chairing the meeting,
He knows we're spoilt and he's sniggering at our histories.
Lets prove the stars wrong!
We've got to do this!
I find it hard to believe that we are alone...
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22nd of June, 209 AD, A crowd gathers.
Ohhh they fuckin' love a good beheading.
Watch as St.Alban's head, rolls down the hill.
The crowd stood still, 'cause what they just saw,
It petrified them to the core,
Ahhh to the core.
Ahhhhhh.
As the executioner raised his as his axe,
I swear the saint smiled.
Welcome Verulamium, cathedral city,
All eyes on the saint.
Welcome Verulamium, cathedral city,
All eyes on the saint.
Our city with its beautiful history,
Is being diluted.
But we will not let go.
No we wont.
Now get a grip on your roots boy.
Don't let go.
But we will not let go.
Ahhhhhh.
As the executioner raised his as his axe,
I swear the saint smiled.
Welcome Verulamium, Cathedral city,
All eyes on the saint.
Welcome Verulamium, Cathedral city,
All eyes on the saint.
And it's cold outside.
And it's cold outside.
And it's cold outside.
And it's cold outside.
As the executioner swung his wedge,
His eyes popped right out his fuckin' head.
Then when he should see the ancient moment,
The making of the first British martyr.
British martyr.
Here lies truth, where I stand.
Here lies truth, where I stand.
Here lies truth, where I stand.
Here lies truth, where I stand.
So where St.Albans head,
Laid to rest, after the kill.
Fresh water sprung up from the ground,
At the bottom of what's now,
Holywell hill.
Holywell hill.
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