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The Bright Lights of America tracks

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1. GOOD AND READY

You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure
The day belongs to us

The sign said: "detour"
So I did
And I found myself in a wonderful place
Fields of green
When the wind blows cold
The kind of place one could grow old
Sky opened up (yeah!)
Sun showered down (aww!)
Onto a row of wooden pikes
What an awe inspiring sight

Birds shy on top of them
Puts your head in a beautiful state

You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure
The day belongs to us

Life is a horror show
And baby it will never stop
They tell me to watch my step
I answer back: "You watch your mouth!"
So many stories you have told
You and stories have grown old
SOS who will save our ship?
SOS who gives a shit?
Sinking like a rock with a heart of coal
Sinking like a rock without a soul
Please note, don't underestimate
Cause I'm a cruel motherfucker!

You'll get yours when you're good and ready
You'll get yours and go straight to hell
And when that day comes
You can be good and sure
The day belongs to us

The new dawn starts this day
As strange and savage poetry make up your eulogy
Tables turned around and turned on you
No one sheds a tear
No one loses sleep
You disappear
We fall asleep
You disappear




2. THE BRIGHT LIGHTS OF AMERICA

16 year old girl
In a hollow carved out place
Just looking for some prettiness,
But the cuts in her arm don't paint for her
A very pretty view

In her mind..
She dreams that she is..
Far away...from..

The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls

A concrete city Hell (city Hell)
Suburbs that never end (just like the ocean)
One parent lives in each of them,
Passed back and forth the tough route to escape both bitter homes

He's just one...
Of desperate ranks..
Who can't break free...from..

The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls

I just want you to know,
That there are whole houses full,
Of fucked up kids like you and me (can't find a way)
So many lost in stride, caught in an endless fight,
To leave this empty ugly place, I'm leaving you at sea!

The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls

The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls
The bright lights of America, life and death in a sold out 'Erica
To live and die in the heart of America, release your souls




3. VICES

I must again sing my dissent until you're aware
I must again sing my dissent until you're aware

We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love

This is the first set of words that I'll pick to these chords
To identify me and the blood that runs through the veins in my arms
Pumped from my heart
That holds hope in one chamber and hate in the other

We all have our vices, we all have our flaws
We all have our anger we all have our love

Father-less is how I prefer to be known
At 6 years young I was left all on my own
The son of a full time working mother
And a molester for a father who lives in the prison for home

We all have our vices, We all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love

I must again sing my dissent until you're aware
I must again sing my dissent until you're aware.
Because I can barely breathe with your weight on my chest
And I'm so fucking sick of being ashamed of my own flesh

We all have our vices, We all have our flaws
We all have our anger, we all have our love

We all




4. THE MODERN ROME BURNING

How did we get into this mess?
The question is a hypothetical...
The answers are
Written on the face of the oppressed
Sent to death at just 19
Forevermore to be unseen
His mother with tears in her eyes
Crying to God
She calls out, "Why!?!?"
She'll find her answers
On the face of the oppressed
I bow my head in respect
Of the dead
Because we're all bogged down
And there ain't no fucking S.O.S
That's going to save our sinking ship
Because we're all bogged down
No there ain't no fucking S.O.S
That's gonna save our sinking ship (Our ship)
How did we get into this mess?
The question is a bona fide literal
The answers are written on the face of the oppressed
We all the know the answers why
They sold a lie to build Versailles!
You can roll over and die
Or you can rain down hell tonight!
You'll find your answer
On the face of the oppressed
I bow my head in respect
Of the dead
Because we're all bogged down
And there ain't no fucking S.O.S.
That's going to save our sinking ship
Because we're all bogged down
And no there ain't no fucking S.O.S.
That's going to save our sinking ship (Our ship)
In the ash of your city lies fertile ground
(In the ash of your city lies fertile ground)
In the ash of your city lies fertile ground
(In the ash of your city lies fertile ground)
This nation's burning, burning down
(This nation's burning, burning down)
This nation's burning to the ground
This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn
This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn
This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn
Let it burn
This is New York burning
This is Boston burning
This is Omaha burning
This is Washington burning
This is Pittsburgh burning
This is Birmingham burning
This is the modern Rome burning
Let it burn
Let it burn
(Burn, burn, burn)




5. IF YOU WANNA STEAL

My father Michael is a genius
He sees this world the way no one can
He brought me up and shaped my mind at the tender youthful age of 9
He said don't take this for the way it is
You better watch out son when you get them (?)
Before you know it the friends you trust will have stabbed you in the back he said

If you wanna steal you better learn how to lie
If you wanna live you better not fear how you die
Heaven and hell are just a myth so you better pay attention to this moment [x2]

There's a Fine line between genius and insanity
Is one he often treads so patiently
While pigs and ghouls would always try to knock the door

A system built to perpetuate
Pushers pushin', dealers dealin' and they can't escape
I got kids at home so pretend there's no living in this race? ....

[Chorus]

Sometimes when my apathy creeps on up from behind me
It reminds me why I moved my TV
Out of the room where I make love
In case I might just look up
And see the sky is falling from above, see it falling from above




6. NO WARNING

The call... The call... Heed up and you will fall
The call... The call...

No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning
Time bomb contemporaries' tick-tock
No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning, no warning

This is Critical Mass Destruction

Pro-active Communista sin documentos
The anarchist conspirators are downloading this cookbooks
Keep your politics out of my apathy
It's just the same sad and boring, melancholy story

No warning
I am a parasite, I am a hypocrite (hypocrite)
It's not an option to be pragmatic (matic)
We live and die by opinion public

No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning
Time bomb contemporaries' tick-tock
No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning, no warning

This is Critical Mass Destruction

There is no room to grow inside this cage
They cannot know the animal that they bred out of rage
I heard that f**ker's hungry and he loves the taste of flesh
Ripped from the bone of the close-minded, ignorant

No warning
I am a parasite, I am a hypocrite (hypocrite)
It's not an option to be pragmatic (matic)
We live and die by opinion public

Oh yeah

The call... The call... Heed up and you will fall
The call... The call... Heed up and you will fall
The call... The call... Heed up and you will fall
The call... The call...

No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning
Time bomb contemporaries' tick-tock
No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning
Time bomb contemporaries' tick-tock

No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning
Time bomb contemporaries' tick-tock
No warning
I write in white on the black block
No warning, no warning

This is Critical Mass...

Hey... hey... hey...




7. SPIT IN THE FACE

How can we be free?

The bloodline of kings in the house of white
Lynch law abiding citizens cashing in their rights
The sky is on fire
The sky is on fire
It's blood red and torching any horizon it desires

Spit in the face of the deceased
Bite down on your tongue and turn the other cheek
Spit in the face of the deceased
Disappear like a ghost when we pass on the street
Spit, spit, spit in the face
I don't give a f**k what you think of me
Are we getting anywhere, I'm getting out of here

How can we be free?

Abandoning the children in the forest to feed ourselves
We will all stay more healthy if we don't distribute wealth
Aim friendly fire
Aim friendly fire
There is only greed living the life we desire

Spit in the face of the deceased
Bite down on your tongue and turn the other cheek
Spit in the face of the deceased
Disappear like a ghost when we pass on the street
Spit, spit, spit in the face
I don't give a f**k what you think of me
Are we getting anywhere, I'm getting out of here [x2]

As we set sail across a raging sea
(as we set sail across a raging sea)
Unconquerable by reality
(we are unconquerable)
As we set sail across a raging sea
(we set sail across a raging sea)
Unconquerable by reality

I am infallible
I am untouchable

Spit in the face of the deceased
Bite down on your tongue and turn the other cheek
Spit in the face of the deceased
Disappear like a ghost when we pass on the street
Spit, spit, spit in the face
I don't give a f**k what you think of me
Are we getting anywhere, I'm getting the f**k out of here

The nation is dead, long live the new nation [x11]
Dead........Dead




8. WE ARE THE LOST

Have you ever been alone?
Transparency...
In the middle of millions of others, but still somehow unseen
She is across the aisle; he's on the floor above.
Your neighbour and every prisoner.
Each station filled with static.
Broadcasting nothing but noise.
Deep inside of each of us

We are the lost, the dead and gone, the seldom seen.
We are the helpless and the hopeless.
That no one wants to see.

Have you ever been drowned?
Transparent sea...
In the water with millions of others, but still somehow unseen.
She is across the aisle;
He's on the floor above.
Your neighbour and every stranger.
Each station filled with static.
Broadcasting nothing but noise.

[Chorus]

Outside we are alive.
Where is the line, the great divide?
Are we dead?
Are we gone?
Are we dead?
Are we moving on?
We may fail to see a change but we're never going to fade away.
We will be seen.




9. GO WEST

Like a ghost
Emptiness haunted his years
Still his heart was made of nothing less than good
Insecure narration in his head
Something less than schizophrenia
Creeping him with every move that he makes
Breath he takes
A beautiful walk alone
To his empty home
Where he'll lay and he'll sleep by himself

Go west young man
Your future is untold
You can find your dreams on the California coast
Go west young man
Your future isn't too
Far away

She hates me
And I know it because she said so
And I forgot my notebook
And my socialist manifesto
Will it be a tragedy
Or a comedy
The choice is up to you
Life can lead you along on a leash
Or you can break free and run on your own
Don't waste your life
Go and live your life
Like it's the last day here on this earth

Go west young man
Your future is untold
You can find your dreams on the California coast
Go west young man
Your future isn't too
Far away

Don't waste your life
Go live your life
Like it's your last day here on this earth

Go west young man
Your future is untold
You can find your dreams on the California coast
Go west young man
Your future isn't too
Far away

Go west young man
Your future is untold
You can find your dreams on the California coast
Go west!




10. SMARTEST BOMB

No they won't miss you when you're gone
When your heart stops beating and pumping blood
Pull the pin, light the fuse, this song's the smartest bomb..

You make your own choices and decisions,
You are invulnerable to influences
SIT DOWN, LINE UP, KNUCKLE DOWN, SHUT UP
An electrifying organized crime,
With planes and boats and suicide
SIT DOWN, LINE UP, KNUCKLE DOWN, SHUT UP

You're so in control
You're so disposable

30 second spot, real life video game
Memory erased, magnet over tape
SIT DOWN-LINE UP-KNUCKLE DOWN-SHUT UP
Get psyched up listen to Godsmack
Dip you toes in the sands of Iraq
SIT DOWN-LINE UP-KNUCKLE DOWN-SHUT UP

You're so in control
You're so disposable

They won't miss you when you're gone
When your heart stops beating and pumping blood
Pull the pin, light the fuse, this song's the smartest bomb

You're so in control
You're so disposable

They won't miss you when you're gone
When your heart stops beating and pumping blood
Pull the pin, light the fuse, this song's the smartest bomb

Every day we've been taught to follow
Every day lettered to live one way
There is no one left to acknowledge
There is nothing left to say
Every day we've been taught to follow
Every day lettered to live one way
There is nothing left to mention
There is nothing left to say

KILL TONIGHT
Will you follow?
[x8]

No they won't miss you when you're gone
When your heart stops beating and pumping blood
Pull the pin, light the fuse, this song's the smartest bomb




11. SHADOW OF THE DEAD

Tonight, tonight, tonight...
I'm gonna stay awake.
Safe inside this trojan horse until day breaks.
Open it up, tear it up, fuck it up...
In the streets runs a river knee deep.
Hidden in the blood of our own lies the alphabet of the free.

As i walk through the valley in the shadow of the dead, will you remember them?

Ce soir, ce soir, ce soir. je vais rester reveille.
There is no extinguishing the resistance you betray.
The marquis, zapatista, white rose.
Can we see the end of a battle unheard?
For every name in history there are a thousand more interred.

And i can't believe my own eyes. i've seen this sight 100 times.
We will be sovereign in the water
In the shadow of the dead.
Still no one remembers them.
We will be free in the cold of the shadow of the dead.
Oh, you will remember then.

As i walk through the valley in the shadow of the dead, will you remember them?




12. THE INK AND THE QUILL

The water turned black and it's just getting darker.
So be afraid, be afraid, be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
The neo-christian theocrats pray on a Sunday afternoon
Then welcome in Pinochet's men to intimidate and kill.
All that we know, all that we know is
Be afraid, be afraid...be very afraid of the coming nightmare.
So filled with exhilaration and feels like intoxication.
There's nothing like a firefight to get your blood pumping.
We get off to the rhythm of the trigger and destruction.
Fallujah to New Orleans with impunity to kill.
We are the hidden fist of the free market.
We are the ink, we are the quill.
What have you learned through the years?
What have you learned from your fears?
Water tastes like arsenic - feel it pumpking coursing in your blood.
Your throat gets tight, you can't quite breathe. room spinning - kiss your ass goodbye.
Now you're off, you've been taken on a ride.
We've been sold, been sold a bill of lies.
There's a storm cloud gathering overhead.
Ominous, black, reigning hell. when it drops jackboot down on your streets.
You're gonna pray like hell that you're armed to the teeth.
Built on a corporate welfare scam.
Rumsfield doctrine stealing wealth.
Profits to saccharine sweet, the wall street bankers weep.
As the storm gains strength the aging levees break.
The ancient ground does quake.
And your lungs will fill your spineless apathy.