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01 - Choose Your Battles
02:35
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You try to make a difference
Fight injustice where you find it
But then you see there’s no end
You realise your mind can’t take it
Humanity - Responsibility
Not all on your shoulders
You’re part of a global network
Fight for what’s right
But keep your well-being in sight
Be kind to yourself & others
Can’t help if your mind is broken
It can be overwhelming
So many problems need strong action
But if you’re spread too thinly
Your mind is driven to distraction
Humanity - Responsibility
Not all on your shoulders
You’re part of a global network
Fight for what’s right
But keep your well-being in sight
Infinite - empathy
Some things you can’t repair
It’s not that you don’t care
Choose your battles, fight them well
That includes care of yourself
Too much hate and you’ll withdraw
Too much pain will close all doors
Show the world how things could be
But keep your sanity
Be the change that you want to see
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Living Free
02:42
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Living free - I am me
My own path - no masters
It’s my life
Don’t own me, gonna do whatever i want
Time is mine
Not gonna time myself by your clock
My own mind
It’s my choice, making sure i keep my mind free
Can’t trick me - no
I am free, no one else can restrict my thinking
Can’t change me
Strong within, I’ll sing what i want to
Made my choice - used my voice
Living life - won’t think twice
Mine to lose
This is it and it isn’t a rehearsal
Your abuse
Won’t change a thing, I’ll never listen to you
I maintain
That I’m living exactly how I’m ‘sposed to
You complain
Get fucked
All I want is to be me
Not led by policy, or pop culture decree
All the lies that they told me
About what I could do
The life that I should choose
They’ll sabotage you just to prove that they were right
I rather reject you and make sure I stay true
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Not Set To Stun
02:59
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A human right but that‘s just untrue
Violent acts exactly what you want to do
You own a gun with 200 shots
Don’t really care how many kids’ lives are lost
Violent haze
You’ve got a gun it’s not set to stun
School shootings cannot be undone
On your porch with the safety off
Just in case the monarchy steals all your crops
Just admit how things really are
Your love of guns really has gone too far
Violent days
You’ve got a gun it’s not set to stun
School shootings cannot be undone
Driven by fear, you don’t make much sense
How can this gun really be for defence?
Your silencers – won’t silence us – won’t silence us (x2)
You’ve got a gun it’s not set to stun.
School shootings cannot be undone.
Driven by fear, you don’t make much sense.
How can this gun really be for defence?
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The Others
02:53
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We all blame the others
When our freedoms have been smothered
But they don’t blame big brother
‘Cos we all watch each other
Eyes beyond the primeval fire
Watching and waiting they never tire
Paralysed by an external force
Subjugated at the internal source
Power taken from our hands
No questions asked on this promised land
Promises broken and vows diseased
We turn on each other too blind to see
This is not a fresh wound – it festers and writhes beneath
This is an old scar – Fuck! It was us from the start
We all blame the others
When our freedoms have been smothered
But they don’t blame big brother
‘Cos we all watch each other
Faceless fury, fire and grave
Ice of heart fear from babes
Delusions and whispers, mirrors and spite
Baseless rumours sapping our plight
The masks have gone, a new age dawns
Fresh servants of hate have been born
It’s up to us to spear them through
Until we realise it’s me and you
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Die, die, die you fucking Nazi bastards
Won’t you die, die, die? Please die horribly
Sat alone in your bedroom
Polishing your antique medals
Wanking off to Hitler’s greasy face
Dickhead wearing a poppy
While saluting fascist arseholes
A total waste of organs, blood & skin
St. George flag and an Iron Cross
Irony not in your vocab
I think you left your braincell down the pub
You thought Mein Kampf was a pilsner
Or possibly a German campsite
You never really liked books anyway
Beneath a tiny thick skull, are shit for brains
Too many Carlings, perhaps dropped as a babe
Don’t understand politics, can’t see their lies
You would be sterilised in the blink of an eye
Yet you salute your führer, and seal your fate
Good riddance to your bone head, and moron face
Die, die, die
You fucking nazi bastards
Won’t you die, die, die?
Please die horribly
Won’t you try, try, try?
You fascist fucking wankers
Won’t you try to catch an incurable disease?
Die, die, you fucking nazi bastards
Die, die, please die horribly
Won’t you try, try, you fascist fucking wankers
Won’t you try to catch an incurable disease?
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Holy Shitballs
01:23
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Anti-intellectuals
Flat Earth believers – Holy shitballs!
Denying climate change
Powerful leaders with zero fucking brains
Alt-right zombie fools
Defending fascists – Holy shitballs
IQs are in reverse
Eternal morons
No lessons learned
Let’s go forwards, not fucking backwards
Let us progress – not fucking regress
Impressing no one by being so stupid
No prizes for you knowing the least
Don’t stick to the same old routine sources
Get out of your head, don’t be so weak
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Simpler Times
02:46
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Focus on now, memories can be rose-tinted
Just look around, pathways missed by being blinkered
Protected by your parents, no rent and far less stress
Less access to world news, before the internet
Issues the same, an adult comprehends more
Your younger days, still loads of nations at war
Hunger and famine killed kids, aid policies refused
Offences brushed off lightly, abusers were excused
Did we really live in simpler times? Simpler times
Or did your parents shield your eyes?
Care-free and innocent as kids - Innocent
Rather than there just being more peace
“It never happened in my day”
Any history book, foreshadows today
“Things were so easy way back then”
Death, war, pain, disease
Still existed then
Little has changed, except perhaps your memory
Nobody’s sane, just look back through our history
Nostalgia gets us nowhere, moaning is not a cure
Issues will be recycled, same problems as before
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No Help is Coming
01:51
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Hate the fucking fact that fucking money breeds hate
The never-ending lies and greed that is creates
Chewing our world to the edge of extinction
‘Cos when wealth’s an addiction there’s only on prediction
No help is coming – We’re lost and alone
Dark tides are turning – There’s fear to the bone
No help is coming – We’ll reap the death we’ve sown
Dark days are dawning – Strangling our own
There’s only us
We must save
Our own selves
From ourselves
Feeding the nailed god
Centuries of violence surging at our backs
Just throw money at the church, it’ll keep your souls intact
That that we’ve created bringing our seas to the boil
All our haunted thrones built on blood and oil
No help is coming
There’s only us
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Two Eyes For An Eye
02:24
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They threw stones so they’ve got to die
We’ll take two eyes for an eye
Their way of life a threat me
I will fight back and make them bleed
Why must they die?
Don’t deny, that this makes zero sense
They shot first so l will kill them
All their fault, so I wish them dead
Insulted our peoples’ beliefs
Death will prove that they are weak
It’s you that’s weak
Take their eyes - We’re all blind - In the lead - They’ll
concede
Tell me who is keeping score anymore?
Hate breeds hate
Tell me who is keeping score anymore?
Hate breeds hate
No one wins this…
Accept that this comes down to pride
That’s why millions of kids have died
You can’t admit that you are wrong
You’d rather hate, ‘cos peace takes too long
Sanity lost
Tell me who is keeping score anymore?
Hate breeds hate
So many that died were poor
For no cause
No one wins this….. war
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Misdirected
02:59
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Tax-dodging elites, don’t put your jobs at risk it seems
You’d rather blame others, because they don’t share your colour
The poor are not to blame, economies played like a game
When will you just see, your anger is misdirected?
Are you sure you know who you’re angry with?
Misdirected, hating difference
Is that really behind your angry words?
You tolerate corporate criminals
Blaming poor people for your circumstance
You celebrate royal births, these pricks that shrink the nation’s purse
Dukes and duchesses, groups of entitled scavengers
You hate poor foreigners, instead of crooked law dodgers
Cut jobs raise profits, the innocent still gets blamed for it
Who deserves your hate? Fact check who’s stealing from the state
The tip of the iceberg, to blame the poor is just absurd
The world has so much wealth, plenty to help the nation’s health
See we’re all the same, pawns sacrificed to help them gain
Who deserves your hate, the people or state?
Who deserves your ire, the preacher or the choir?
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Horn & Hoof Records are a Independent distributor of punk rock / ska and general good vibes. Based in South Manchester, England
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