Anti-Flag - The Bright Lights Of America lyrics
- Good And Ready
- The Bright Lights Of America
- Vices
- The Modern Rome Burning
- If You Wanna Steal (You Better Learn How To Lie)
- No Warning
- Spit In The Face
- We Are The Lost
- Go West
- The Smartest Bomb
- Shadow Of The Dead
- The Ink And The Quill (Be Afraid)
Good And Ready
You'll get yours when your 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 where the wild flowers grow
The kind of place one could grow old
The sky opened up
The sun showered down
Onto a row of wooden pikes
What an awe-inspiring sight
You'll get yours when your 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 your 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: Dont underestimate me, Cause i can be a cruel motherfucker
You'll get yours when your 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..
The Bright Lights Of America
16 year-old girl in a hollow carved out place
Just looking for 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, where they sell souls
A concrete city hell (city hell)
Suburbs that never end (just like an ocean)
One parent lives in each of them
Passed back and forth he huffs glue 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, where they sell souls
I just want you to know there are warehouses full
Of fucked up kids like you and me (Can't find our way)
So many lost in strife, caught up in an endless fight
To leave this empty ugly place
I'm leaving you... as sane!
The bright lights of America, Life and death in a sold out-erica
To live and die in the heart of America, where they sell souls
Vices
I must again sing my dissent until your end
I must again sing my dissent until your end
We all have our vices, We all have our flaws,
We all have your anger, we all have our love.
This is the first set of words that I'll put to these chords,
To idemnify me of the blood that runs through the veins in my arms.
Pumped from a heart that holds hope in one chamber and hate in the others.
We all have our vices, We all have our flaws,
We all have your 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,
With a molester for a father, who lives with a prison for home.
We all have our vices, We all have our flaws,
We all have your anger, we all have our love.
I must again sing my dissent until your end.
I must again sing my dissent until your end.
Because i can barely breathe with your weight on your chest,
And Im so fucking sick of being ashamed of my own flesh.
I must again sing my dissent until your end.
We all have our vices, We all have our flaws,
We all have your anger, we all have our love.
The Modern Rome Burning
How did we get into this mess?
The question is hypothetical.
The answers are written on the face of the opressed.
Sent to death at just 19,
Forever more 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 opressed.
I bow my head in respect,
Of the dead.
Because were all bogged down,
And there aint no fucking S.O.S,
Thats gonna save our sinking ship.
Because were all bogged down,
And there aint no fucking S.O.S,
Thats gonna save our sinking ship.
How did we get into this mess?
The answer is a bona fide literal.
The answers are written on the face of the opressed.
We all know the answers why,
They sold a lie to build Versailles.
You can roll over and die or you can reign down hell tonight.
You'll find your answer on the face of the opressed.
I bow my head in respect,
Of the dead.
Because were all bogged down,
And there aint no fucking S.O.S,
Thats gonna save our sinking ship.
Because were all bogged down,
And there aint no fucking S.O.S,
Thats gonna save our sinking ship.
In the ash of your city lies fertile ground.
(In the ash of your city lies fertile ground)
This nations burning, burning down,
(This nations burning, burning down)
This nations burning to the ground.
This is the modern rome burning,
Let it burn. (x3)
This is New York burning,
This is Boston burning,
This is Omaha burning.
This is Washington burning,
This is Pittsburgh burning,
This is Burningham burning.
This is the modern rome burning,
Let it burn.
If You Wanna Steal (You Better Learn How To Lie)
Our Father Michael is a genius
He sees this world the way that no one can
He brought me up and he shaped my mind at the tender, youthful age of 9.
He said dont take this or the way it is,
You better watch out son when you give in.
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..."
The fine line between genius and insanity,
Is the one he often treads so patiently.
While pigs and bulls will always try to lock the door...
A system built to perpetuate,
Pusher pushing, dealers dealing with they can't escape.
"Ive got kids and homes to protect
Theres no living in this wage and they have set..."
"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..."
Sometimes when my apathy,
Creeps on up from behind me.
It reminds me why i moved my T.V,
Out from 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.
"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..."
(oh yeah)
"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..."
(oh yeah)
No Warning
The call... The call...
Heed up and you will fall
No warning, I write in white on the black block
No warning, Time bomb contemporaries' tick tock
No warning, No warning.
This is Critical Mass Destruction.
Pro-active Communista sin documentos
The anarchist conspirators are downloading their cookbooks
Keep your politics out of my apathy
Its 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,
We live and die by opinion public.
No warning, I write in white on the black block
No warning, Time bomb contemporaries' tick tock
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 fuckers 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,
We live and die by opinion public.
(oh yeah)
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, No warning.
This is Critical Mass.
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 every (new) horizon that 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 fuck what you think of me)
Are we getting anywhere? I am 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 do not distribute wealth
Aimed friendly fire, aimed friendly fire
There is only greed living in the life that 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 fuck what you think of me)
Are we getting anywhere? I am getting out of here
As we set sail across the raging sea
(As we set sail across the raging sea)
Unconquerable by reality
(We are unconquerable)
As we set sail across the raging sea
(As we set sail across the 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 fuck what you think of me)
Are we getting anywhere? I am getting the fuck out of here
The nation is dead, long live the new nation
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.
We are the lost, the dead and gone, the seldom seen.
We are the helpless and the hopeless,
That no one wants to...
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 were never going to fade away
We will be seen.
We are the lost, the dead and gone, the seldom seen.
We are the helpless and the hopeless,
That no one wants to see.
We will be seen.
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!
The 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
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 red 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 reve'ille'
There is no extinguishing the resistance you betray
(The Maquis, Zapatista, White Rose) Can we see the end of a battle unheard?
For every name in history there are one thousand more interred
As I walk through the valley in the shadow of the dead
Will you remember them?
And I can't believe my own eyes
(I've seen this sight 1000 times)
Hey!
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?
As I walk through the valley in the shadow of the dead
Will you... remember...
The Ink And The Quill (Be Afraid)
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.