Ramallah

Kill a Celebrity tracks

Lyrics


1. The Other Side

[Instrumental]




2. Kill A Celebrity

God will forgive me.
There is no turning back.
Oh sweet release...

Beauty is the god of our times
and celebrity is our most noble virtue
the opiate that keeps the zombies blind and in line
and hypnotized in worship of the pantheon of sex and shine.

but now I've seen the light...
It's time to light the fuse.
Violence is better than the CULT OF SILENCE
in which the open-eyed hide into the abyss...
I refuse to suck at the tit of distraction,
and I refuse to worship the human face.

Oh, if I can do this noble thing
then I'll die laughing.

Kill a celebrity.
In the name of love.
Kill a celebrity.
And you will find that you can strike down a god.

Oh, if we can do this thing
then we can jump on the grave pile laughing.

Let's put a brand new price on fame,
and let's put a new price on your worshiped name,
and some acid in your beautiful face.

I'd love to detonate a car bomb at the doors of your precious MTV
and put some sarin gas in the central A.C. at the V.M.A.'s
and watch those beautiful faces turn ashen gray




3. Days Of Revenge

These are the days of revenge so sweet.
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
There is a fear in the air that I have prayed for, for my whole life.
Can you feel it? And do you fear it?
And Malcolm was right:
The hate that we've sown has come home in the night.
So wake up. It's time to die.
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
'cause we've reached the end of the lies:

Just take a look at the papers, and your leaders:
they're killers and they're liars.
See what they do in your name to make the bodies pile higher.
The murders and the terror, they've done it forever
as we sit back and smile at the script that they sell us.

So now they come for me.
So now they come for you.
We didn't hear and now there's nothing we can do.

Holy Mother of Columbine,
say a prayer for me and the USA.
Blessed martyrs of Palestine,
come and strike us down.
How dare we pray?

Osama is the demon that keeps you all safe in your cells.
Believe it. Oh sweet revenge...
And Jesus himself would condemn us all to this self-made hell.
Can you dig it? Oh sweet revenge...
Hell is the sign of our times:

But now the victims, they're rising;
their numbers are multiplying.
They want their revenge for the years that they've been dying.

So now they come for me.
So now they come for you.
We didn't care and now there's nothing we can do.

Holy Mother of Columbine,
Save a prayer for me.
Blessed martyrs of Palestine,
Come and strike us down.

Oh sweet revenge...




4. Ramallah

The clock is ticking on these terrible times
and human blood is flowing daily like water.
The blood, it never dries...
How long's a man to turn the other cheek
before he rises and returns the slaughter?
Before he rises and spits in your eye...

Where do you run to? (nowhere)
When it's all that you know?
How do you turn your back (on your world) on your world?

We laughed and quipped about a revolution,
Now it's coming at the point of a gun and a suicide bomb.
This is the end, beautiful friend.
This is the end, looks like the party's over.
This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend.
This is the end unless we change the whole world.

Now what are we gonna do? (nothing)
You do to me and I do to you.
That's how it's gonna end:
With a whimper (with a whimper)

No!

This is the end, my friend
This is the end, beautiful friend




5. Drink The Kool-Aid

Here come the 757's.

If you don't ask why then you deserve to die
just like the millions that are ground under foot
by the powers-that-be and their policies
and a society that lets their bosses do as they please

And never asks "why?" even as the death tolls rise
until some 757's start to fall from the sky
and some more innocent die and STILL we don't ask "why?"
instead we fall in line and we drink up the Kool-Aid

If they shot Kennedy just imagine what they'll do to you or me
but you STILL believe...

So burn then coward, but don't you dare pray.
Burn then, for what's been done in your name.
So fucking burn then, you had your chance: now it's time to die.
Burn then. You drank the Kool-Aid, fool, so die.

If you don't ask why then you deserve to die;
(BTW) that little sticker of a flag on your car means nothing.
For the terror you've allowed in your name,
when the planes fall again, your prayers will mean nothing.

If they shot Kennedy, imagine what they'll do to you and me
but you still believe all their lies, HA!
That sticker of a flag on your car means nothing
When the sky falls again, your prayers will mean nothing.

So burn then coward, but don't you dare pray.
Burn then, for what's been done in your name.
So fucking burn then. You had your chance, now it's time to die.
Burn then. You drank the Kool-Aid, fool, so die.

Die then, sucker, but don't you pray.
Die then, fool, and burn for your shame.
So fucking burn then. You had your chance, now it's time to die.
Burn then. You drank the Kool-Aid, fool, so die.

Drink up. Die.

The hour's late and we're so far astray
but we refuse to see that the end of the party is near.
And all that hatred and rage we've made
is coming at us just like a jet plane.




6. Oscar Cotton

If I could painlessly murder us all
then there would be no more children crying
to our deaf God up above.

If I could painlessly murder the world
then there would be no more children crying:
then there would be no more children crying at all.

I want to hide in an opium sunrise.
I'd rather fly than feel the pain.
I want to die in a heroine sunrise.
Go on and spike my vein...

So sick... there is a snatch of an old song
blaring inside my head but I know I ain't dead, no.
This can't be hell: I'm way too cold, I'm shivering.
The cold sweat is like broken glass;
isn't this a gas? Come and join the party!

Baby to his mother:
please smother me now.
Baby to her mother:
please smother me now.

I want to hide in an opium sunrise.
The world is burning...
I'd rather fly than feel the pain.
The world is burning...
I want to die in a heroine sunrise.
The world is burning me.
Go on and spike my vein...




7. Brother Malcolm

From the darkest nightmare to the light of new life
he rose up to challenge the world.
Lost in the insanity of drugs, crime, and poverty,
this phoenix rose to righteously fight his war.
He spit at our illusions and he raged against the lies.
He knew he faced death but still he gladly gave his life.
Life.

What a beautiful rage.
What a noble crusade.
What a beautiful hatred.
What a noble life lost taken away.

If I only had the strength to stand half as tall for the truth,
maybe then I'd find my hope and faith renewed.
I wish I could face this world
with the same bravery and beautiful rage and noble hatred.

I wish I was as strong as you
in everything that I do.
I wish I was as brave and true
until the day I die.




8. The Horror And The Gag

Time is the fire in which we burn.
The bitter ash and dust of hate choke what remains.
So don't breathe a mote about fate or faith,
'cause those words and their toll leave so many so cold.
And the story's so old yet it never gets told
but it's written in the scars on the wrists of the lost
in the cold of life.

Yeah, my mother was raped at nine years old. Hoo-ah'!
I guess good ol' fashioned poverty and a violent drunk of a dad was not cliche enough.
So fate tore away her faith on that secret day.
Torn along with her hymen.
Still somewhere in time there's still a little bloody girl of nine.

Hey Ma, you know.
Been burned? Yeah, life is cold.
Hey Ma, you've screamed and somewhere lost in time you scream.

But life goes on.
Yeah, life goes on.
So life goes on.

Knock, knock. Who's there?
I've got a little joke about the horror of the world:
the horror and the gag is the soul can die but life goes on.
Hoo-ah'! Can you dig it?
The heart keeps beating but the blood goes cold.
And there's no rock bottom,
so welcome to the joke of un-life, HA! HA! HA!

Hey Ma, I know:
you died so long ago.
Hey Ma, now I see:
you're still a nine-year-old girl screaming.

But life goes on.
Yeah, life goes on.
So life goes on.

Time is the fire in which we burn.
The heart keeps beating but the blood goes cold.
What do you know about horror?
Horror.




9. Shock And Awe

A new millennium is christened in 2003
When tens of thousands are condemned to die.
While we danced and drank fine wine
They were screaming to an empty sky.

Why?

Kill my mother, kill my father
What am I left to do?
But kill your mother, kill your father
God make my aim true...

Is anybody even listening?
Does anybody even care?
'Cause the beat just goes on and on.
And the terror never ends.

Tens of thousands were condemned to die.

Shock and awe.
Fallujah.
Shock and awe.
Terror...

Is anybody listening? (Can you hear the screaming?)
Does anybody care? (Can you hear their screaming?)
Is anybody listening to the sounds of the innocent
suffering, suffering silently? No.




10. Act Of Faith

In the dark I can't remember your face
but I can feel them snakes behind my eyes.
You'd probably pick up all of your shit and split
if you had any idea what's in my mind.

Oh, I need a favor, hon'.
I need a mercy done.
I guess I'm counting on your light.
I know I ain't what you thought
but with your help and pity HA!
we can make it alright.

Reach up with all of your light
make an act of faith and tear out my eyes.

Reach up with all of your faith
take your mouth off my dick and tear out my eyes.

Can you trust anybody? And do you know for sure?
Do you trust anybody in a world where no one is pure?
Can you trust anybody? And do you dare be sure?
Can you trust anyone? Anything?
Or are you fucking with your eyes shut?




11. Just Walk Away

Hatred.
I been hangin' on the corner, starin' at the night sky,
and ' the cars drive by.
The faces stare but they don't see me
as I think about the past and I wonder why?

Some of you were born into happiness and wealth
while some of us were born to a life of hell.
And some of us were lost and some of us were found
but most of us were beaten by life to the ground.

Hatred.
And I don't believe in your society.
While you partied and lived it up,
I've seen so many bleed.
I've seen so many bleed.

'Cause I was born into nothing to this world full of shit
and nothing's changing anytime soon...
so I would rather die than listen to you try to compare me and you. To compare me to you.

The sign in the road says we're going nowhere
but it's been twenty years since I cared.

I don't need nobody to save me.
So just walk away, oh yeah.
I know nobody can hear me.
There's nothing more I can say.

Have you ever prayed to the night sky?
Under one of them cold streetlights?
Watched another stolen car drive by?
Lost your hope and said "this is where I'll die"?...

And maybe I'm you enemy.
So don't turn your back on me.
Soulless hatred.
I can feel it killing me...

And I don't know what I've planned or what I mean to do about this world I see.
So many suffer silently but the beat just goes on endlessly.

I don't need nobody to save me.
So just walk away, oh yeah.
I know nobody can hear me.
There's nothing more I can say.
Someone's bleeding tonight...
I see another joker on the news telling me to play the fool.
Someone's bleeding tonight...
When all I ever wanted was a heart of gold to tell me the truth.
You can rip my heart tonight...
Just gimme some truth.
'Cause all I want is the truth.
All I want is, all I need is...

I need somebody to save me.
But you walk away, oh yeah.
I need somebody to hear me.
There's nothing more I can say...




12. Heart Full Of Love

I want to cut the brakes on every SUV in the world.
And I'd love to burn down to ashes every jewelry store in the world.
I'd love to drown in crude oil every "spring break" beach in the world.
I'd love to slap awake every sheep that puts their faith in the monsters that run our world.
My heart's so full of love...
I'd love to rape a Hilton sister or kill an FM show director
and piss on the illusions that you hold so dear
I'd love to silence all the liars
preaching what they know is poison;
piss on their illusions and show you true fear
I want to grind into dust your American Idols
all with a heart full of love...

My heart's so full of love:
that I would save you all if I only could.
My heart's so full of love:
I'd even die for your sins than watch it all fall...
My heart is so full of love...

Blood.
Terrorist, is your heat also full of love?




13. The Other Side (Reprise)

[Instrumental]




14. A Day In The Life

[Originally written by John Lennon]

(Sugar plum fairy)

I read the news today oh boy
about a lucky man who made the grade
and though the news was rather sad
well I just had to laugh
I saw the photograph

He blew his mind out in a car
he hadn't noticed that the lights had changed to a shade of gray
A crowd of people stood and stared
they'd seen his face before
nobody was really sure if he was from the House Of Lords

I saw a film today oh boy
the US army had just dropped some peace on the Middle East
a crowd of people turned away
but I just had to look
having read the book

I'd love to turn you on...

Woke up, got out of bed
wiped the blood off of my head
found my way upstairs and I did a shot
and looking up I noticed I was late
found my coat, grabbed my hat
I made the bus in seconds flat
I found my way upstairs and I did a snort
and somebody spoke and i went into a dream

I read the news today oh boy
three thousand holes at New York's ground zero
and though the holes were rather small
we had to count them all
now we know how many holes it takes to make the towers fall

I'd love to turn you on...




15. If I Die Today

Here I'm bleeding as I'm drinking and I'm thinking that I'm sinking to a brand new hell that is worse than the hell that I knew before and all I want is more.
Yeah, it could kill me but I'd eagerly die for one more...

Ha! And if I die today,
what have I really had to say?
Will I be saved?

There's so much more to say.
Oh God please
I need a little more time then I can fade

Do you want to know why I do dope?
I'm interested in why you don't, when our whole world is children drenched in their parents own blood.

And if I die today what will I leave behind?
Will I be saved?
And as I fade away I leave behind the pain and the hate and the lies of this place behind...




16. Bye-Bye

[Instrumental]