Cover di Death to Tyrants

Death to Tyrants
Album - 18 aprile 2006 - Debaser id 323647

di Sick of It All

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Take the Night Off (02:44)
Sick of It All • Death to Tyrants
Brutal - the big picture is so cruel to us
and everyone's life is such a tiny speck
Some of the worst atrocities can pass, fifty miles away to no effect

Power, power
has always been abused
work,debt, poverty, taxes
life's oppressive rules
Power, power
just might never change
No answers will come from our bloodthirsty ways

Let's take the night off from mental stress
let's take the night off - this world's a mess

Captive - held captive by our hopes and dreams
Our best intentions can destroy us
We shouldn't grind ourselves away
Take a break, we need to maintain

Power, power
has always been abused
work,debt, poverty, taxes
life's oppressive rules
Power, power
just might never change
No answers will come from our bloodthirsty ways

Commiserating has run it's course
We'll save the world tomorrow
We'll have to wait until that day
We'll wait, we'll wait
but in the meantime
Let's celebrate the we don't give a fuck
Let's celebrate that we don't care
Let's celebrate that we don't give a fuck
With a middle finger high in the air
Let's celebrate that we don't give a fuck
Take the night off, pass the buck
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Leader (01:15)
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further. whatever gets me
higher. whatever gets me
richer. whatever gets me
all of the power i need

clawing. pushing. ceating. stealing. using?
it doesn't bother me
see it. want it. grab it. hold it. never let go and
it doesn't bother me

dirty fighting. openly lying. always conniving
it doesn't bother me
callous. brutal. barely human. cold and cruel and
it doesn't bother me

i am your leader
i am your leader
i can't wipe the smile from my face because you trust me
i can't wipe the smile from my face - i'm sure you envy your leader
no mercy. no pity. no sympathy
i've got what it takes

i've got your life and i've got your fuckin' money
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Make a Mark (03:13)
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it's so hard to make a mark when you wash away
it's so hard to be remembered when you've got nothing to say
how could there be influence with quality in short supply?
forced to watch this impotence. a dozen for a dime

when the frauds are on the rise we wanna see them fall
when the frauds are flying high we wanna see them crawl
never did pay any dues - they've got a lot to learn
when they come down with a crash we wanna see them burn

how can we deeply moved by their shallow words?
the message is expendable. cheap and mass produced
how could there be influence with quality in short supply?
forced to watch this impotence. a dozen for a dime

better enjoy success. cause it won't last
that kind of ego is just good for a laugh

the money machine will make it grow
will hit a nerve and make it gold
if they have it to jam it down
jam it down your throat
jam it down your throat
it's so hard to make a mark
jam it down your throat
it's so hard to make a mark
jam it down your throat
till it succeeds

where they do come from
what do they mean
some random kids from some random scene
what do they stand for
what do they mean
what are they saying
nothing. nothing
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Forked Tongue (01:34)
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bent on hatred - silence the forked tongue
it won't change us - we're proud to be infidels

you have no room to judge - malevolent spirit
when your world is dripping with blood
a stranger to love

bent on hatred - silence the forked tongue
it won't change us - we're proud to be infidels

when death means more than life - ignorant martyr
then fantasy has taken the place of a righteous change

righteous change

what does it take to reason with insanity
what does it take to pacify the savagery

the forked tongue. spitting all it's venom at me
what does it take to wipe away the misery
what does it take. what does it take
the dark ages are upon us again
what does it take. what does it take
the forked tongue must be silenced
give us freedom from the demons
demons
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Faithless (02:55)
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don't count on government for your security
don't count on any neighbour for their camaraderie

forget it. forget about
the sense of ease you would wish for most
all the two-faced lies forming in their wicked throats
oh. to break all the wicked molds
formed in human life. by which we're surrounded

faithless

never underestimate stupidity of man
get in the way - of his wretched plans
never underestimate stupidity of man
get in the way - of his wretched aftermath

don't count on government for your security
don't count on any neighbour for their camaraderie

they are flawed
trust is a mistake
even decent men mess what's on their plate
subject to the urge
written all over their face
fallen decent men. victims of their nature

faithless

the movers and shakers
have me moving far away
the movers and shakers
have me shaking my head

never underestimate stupidity of man
get in the way - of his wretched plans
never underestimate stupidity of man
get in the way - of his wretched aftermath

don't count on government for your security
don't count on any neighbour for their camaraderie
comfort. friendship
let them not be lost
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Fred Army (02:45)
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left. right. left
gonna march right out and leave this place
left. right. left
gonna punch right through what gets in the way
left. right. left
gonna do whatever we have to do
left. right. left
gonna march right out into the free world

desperate. and cornered like a rat
things are getting ugly really fast
their intentions are the worst
let's brace ourselves and hit them where it hurts
freedom is right there in our sights
conscience. we have to put aside
their intentions are the worst
we won't stop until we break through

left. right. left
gonna march right out and leave this place
left. right. left
gonna punch right through what gets in the way
left. right. left
gonna do whatever we have to do
left. right. left
gonna march right out into the free world
and we won't stop 'till we break through

we're given no choice

so let the chips fall where they may
and let these matters be settled this way
we'll let our judgement get carried away
carried so far to a terrible place
a place that wrecks and shatters our dreams
and changes life as we know it
into the life we have to live

left. right. left
gonna march right out and leave this place
left. right. left
gonna punch right through what gets in the way
left. right. left
gonna do whatever we have to do
left. right. left
gonna march right out into the free world
and we won't stop 'till we break through
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