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STAKEOUT split 7"
You want a riot, you want a revolution, you make a stand
and you'll never give in, but as soon as you realised that
now youïve hit the bigtime, You took the money and
forgot where you came from, "Fuck the rich and their
capital goal!", you say, but now you started working
for the ones you hated, Your watered down crap to entertain
the masses, won't make a difference, No one gives a fuck
you're saying!
You sold your soul to the ones you hated, when did you forget
who your enemy is? Another story how rebellion faded, you
got traded and now youïre one of them
Money buys fame and money buys success, The ones who hand
it have got you on a rope and when they realise that youïre
not needed, youïre gonna fall as fast as you climbed
up, This is an attitude, this is not just music, (there's)
an underground web that's out of your reach, We donït
need your money or your filthy fucking contracts, bloodsucking
managers, We can do it ourselves!
You sold your soul to the ones you hated, when did you forget
who your enemy is? Another story how rebellion faded, you
got traded and now youïre one of them
When did you forget who your enemy is?, when did you forget
what integrity is? You got bought, you got sold, you sold
your soul to the ones you hated!
Overwhelmed by something, but I just can't figure out what
it is, I'm looking for an exit, but I donït seem to
find where it is, I'm trapped inside of this prison, a prison
I created myself, I want out, but the chances seem weak
In this situation, no escape, no solution, Iïm longing
for some action, but I can't move a muscle, Iïm looking
for an open, but I just canït find it
I'm locked inside this cage and the key's been thrown away,
There's something missing here and I need a chance of pace,
Thereïs gotta be another fucking way here, I can't
deal with this decay and confusion, I need a cure, has someone
got the cure?
I've got a label on my forehead, I got stains which won't
come off, Iïm a prisoner of my mind
By the time you're finished with your compulsory schools,
don't expect them to stop making plans for you, They'll
do anything there's to do to keep you off the dole, And
if you don't like the opportunities they offer, theyïll
make you work for no single penny or take a useless unemployment
course, And if you raise your voice, "Hey, can I make
the choice?!", Theyïre telling you to shut up,
"This is the way it goes", 'cause we don't want
a raise in unemployment rates
It might be going down in statistics, looks like weïre
living in a welfare state, but it has no connection with
the life of a working man
They're telling we're lazy, they're telling we're dumb,
no direction or future, weïre the isolated ones, another
wasted life in the eyes of a righteous man, and if I made
a choice to start working for you, You'd get richer of me,
than I would, sure take it from the poor and disabled and
give it to the rich, No one dares stand up, You're too scared
to quit, You can't tell yourself you're living in shit,
Even you know you're abused, you know youïre misled,
youïve been lied to and cheated
It might be going down down in statistics, looks like weïre
living in a welfare state, but it has no connection with
life hidden from the public eye
Work 'til you're numb, `til your mind and body's gone
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