Guerrilla radio

Rage Against The Machine

なんかよくわからんくなったけど投稿するよ！ つめこんでみたよ！ Transmission, third World War, third round A decade of the weapon of sound above ground 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, silent play on the shadow of power A spectacle, monopolized The camera's eyes on choice disguised Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil? Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil? Yes a spectacle, monopolized They hold the reins, stole your eyes All the Fistagons, the bullets and bombs Who stuff the banks, who staff the party ranks More for Gore or the son of a drug lord None of the above, fuck it, cut the cord Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio It has to start somewhere It has to start sometime What better place than here? What better time than now? All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now All hell can't stop us now