SOLDIER 76 Survival LYRICS
EP: "Survival" (2015)
Revolution
Won't watch my world fall apart at the seems
Lose all my hope and abandon my dreams
Gonna fight back, gonna take more
Won't make them rich while they're keeping me poor
Workers revolt just a matter of time
Take what's theirs and fight for what's mine
We'll stick it to all the rich fucks
Who screwed us over for a few lousey bucks!
Revolution, revolution, it's our time for revolution
Revolution, revolution, it's our time for revolution
Revolution, revolution, it's our time to make a stand
Defend our rights, take back our lives, rebuild our great land
Fight for America, for what we hold so dear
Revolution, revolution, our hope, their worst fear!
We'll make a stand on the street
Make those bastards meet our needs
No more working our fingers to the bone
So they can live in million dollar homes
We take pride in a hard days work
Just to get screwed by some rich jerk
Beat the system and beat their ass
All power to the working class!
Revolution, revolution, it's our time for revolution
Revolution, revolution, it's our time for revolution
Revolution, revolution, we're turning things around
We'll get our share of what we built or burn it to the ground
We havn't spilled our blood and sweat to hand everything back
REVOLUTION REVOLUTION IT'S TIME TO ATTACK!!!!!!!!!!
Revolution, revolution, it's our time for revolution
Revolution, revolution, it's our time for revolution
Revolution, revolution, we're turning things around
We'll get our share of what we built or burn it to the ground
We havn't spilled our blood and sweat to hand everything back
REVOLUTION REVOLUTION IT'S TIME TO ATTACK!!!!!!!!!!
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FCS
Burned out remnants of a dead scene
Clinging to a view of an 80's zine
Beating up kids half your size and age
Shooting roids and crank to feed the rage
Can't believe your eyes cause you know it's true
It's a matter of time 'til we get you!
You can't run when we come for you
Doc Martens got an appointment with you
You can't hide when the bovver begins
FRESNO CITY BELONGS TO THE SKINS!
No one wants to hear your metal anymore
No one wants you hear you fat whore
Trying to believe your scene's not dead
Hoping like hell there's something left
Can't believe your eyes cause you know it's true
It's a matter of time 'til we get you!
You can't run when we come for you
Doc Martens got an appointment with you
You can't hide when the bovver begins
FRESNO CITY BELONGS TO THE SKINS!
You can't run when we come for you
Doc Martens got an appointment with you
You can't hide when the bovver begins
FRESNO CITY BELONGS TO THE SKINS!
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Mom's Song
I hold you in my heart, I hold you dear
I know when people see you they run with fear
They may look bad and tough, but if you choose to look inside
You will find that my boys are one of a kind
You're my skinhead boys, you're all one of a kind
Cuz if you fuck with one of my boys
You better know your fucking with mine
I hold you in my heart, I hold you dear
I know when people see you they run with fear
If you hold them in your heart, if you hold them dear
There's no reason to run
There's no need to run in fear!!!!!!
You're my skinhead boys, you're all one of a kind
Cuz if you fuck with one of my boys
You better know your fucking with mine
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Survival
A skinhead, I'm true to the bone
Draped in my colors, I'm proud of my home
Crucified for the way I look
Shaving my head and shining my boots
People and their politics, I don't give a fuck
The life that I live only gets tuff
To make it through another day, I've won another battle
Skinhead skinhead I'm all about survival!!!!
I won't give up, it's not in my blood
I won't give up because this is what I love
I won't give up, it's part of being a thug
Call all the boys and let's fuck shit up
A struggling man, I work every single day
Hustling for my wages and it's not enough pay
To think my life is heading one way
I'm knocking down obstacles, get out of my way
I won't give up, it's not in my blood
I won't give up because this is what I love
I won't give up, it's part of being a thug
Call all the boys and let's fuck shit up
I won't give up, it's not in my blood
I won't give up because this is what I love
I won't give up, it's part of being a thug
Call all the boys and let's fuck shit up
I won't give up, it's not in my blood
I won't give up because this is what I love
I won't give up, it's part of being a thug
Call all the boys and let's fuck shit up
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Point Of View
It's 6 o'clock as we watch the human ants come home
Suit and tie and a 30 year mortgage loan
Computerized work, what a laugh
You can stick it up your ass
When the world comes crashing down
Don't you dare blame it on the working class
Just a working kid with his back to the wall and his ass is on the line
Give him a job and give him a beer and he'll be doin' fine
Another day with a shovel and blisters on his hands
We all know the end is near so fuck their master plan
All the doors are slamming, it's a trip to nowhere fast
The train ride to oblivion, just a nowhere task
It's been 50 odd years since the computer revolution
And still the men in power think it's the final solution
You hold it all back, find yourself sitting at some bar
Pound down another beer, just trying to bury all the scars
There's no shame in losing your job and now your on the dole
20 years of shit go by and you're still in the fucking hole!!!!!!!
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Last Great Crusade
The fight is timeless, the last great crusade
The world in turmoil set off like a grenade
A push for power by sickened mad men
A new world order, the low countries fall like lambs
Awake a sleeping giant on a quiet sunday morning
The clouds of war seem eminent and growing
Young men no different than you or I
Found themselves in battle, it's do or die
From the sands of Iwo Jima to the beaches of Utah
Blood was spilled for freedom on the beach of Omaha
Individuals sacrificed for the freedom of the oppressed
Individuals sacrificed, they fought and showed America's best
Early morning, June 6th, the parachutes dot the sky
Our forefathers gave everything and prepared to give their lives
Sent off to die in a far off land
Sent off to turn red the worlds sand
Live and let live, no matter how it ended
These lost under the sky lie befriended
For foes forgive no matter how they hated
By life so sold and by death mated
The fight is timeless, the last great crusade
The world in turmoil set off like a grenade
A push for power by sickened mad men
A new world order, the low countries fall like lambs
Awake a sleeping giant on a quiet sunday morning
The clouds of war seem eminent and growing
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A Call To Arms
