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Age Bomb
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AGE BOMB
I see the picture of middle-aged man
double-edged smile shows through the tan
ideals shattered by the dreaded age bomb
political renaissance ended with Viet Nam
And if you think that I will sell out, let me tell you that you think in vain
It's a match of my integrity, against the conforms of society
The lofty ideals we have in youth
we use in search of the absolute truth
when we don't find them, our soul despairs
and we go crawling to conservative airs
And if you think that I will sell out, let me tell you that you think in vain
It's a match of my integrity, against the conforms of society
If you decide against working for a future
you just conform to that societal structure
Life is viewed through a cloud of money
you want to be one of the few to taste the honey
And if you think that I will sell out, let me tell you that you think in vain
It's a match of my integrity, against the conforms of society
If I'm the first to go to the wall
straight I will stand until I fall
When I'm on the ground, I still won't crawl
I'll still be hoping for the mighty to fall
And if you think that I will sell out, let me tell you that you think in vain
It's a match of my integrity, against the conforms of society
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Guns from the Caribbean
03:17
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Guns from the Caribbean are aiming for you
Guns from the Caribbean are pointed at you!
Guns in Cuba are from the CIA
Our guns in Viet Nam have seen their day
Guns in El Salvador carry our name
They say guns in the home are not to blame
You walk so well with guilt on your shoulders
Heedless of the lives of so many soldiers
You walk so well with death in the air
You live your life without a fucking care!
Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns!
From the Caribbean
Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns!
From the Caribbean
It was a year ago
It was just a year ago
Reagan sent his troops into Grenada...
Guns in New York City
They don’t say much it don’t sound pretty
They sound like they jam down the town
Don’t you see they’re going uptown
Don’t they sound like they’re just so distant
Guns in the trenchtown they make the same old sound
As the guns in the city are all around
And the guns in Jamaica, and the guns in the Kingston town
And the guns in the shanty towns shatter the sound
Of the saints and the sinners all around
Let’s Rock!
Guns in the USSR are not to near
Guns in Europe are not to fear
Guns in Africa it’s only color they kill
The guns in your pocket, of course are for nil
You walk so well with the rules in your pocket
In effect you plug your fingers in the electric socket
You walk so well with a swastika on your lips
You live on the curve of a woman’s hips
Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns!
From the Caribbean
Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns!
From the Caribbean
Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns, Guns
Guns!
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The Leeches Chicago, Illinois
Taking an axe to the era of the moral majority, greed, and reagan, The Leeches grooved and riffed with the sounds of the street: rappers poetry got them off their seats, rebels shuffled to their 4/4 beats.
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