The Pist : Start a Riot!

Crust / Etats-Unis
(1995 - Clean Plate Records)
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1. BLACK AND BLUE COLLAR

Here we are, just sheep in the flock
Arranged neatly in line, just to punch the clock
Compliments of the company, here's your early grave
You set a fine example, of the new American slave
The working class pride of the working class multitudes
Is the working class lie behind indentured servitude
How much of our precious lives are going to waste?
With all the fucking years that are spent in the workplace
And blue collar pride is a fucking shame
A capitalist's excuse just to play the system's game
Possessed by your possessions, the mortgage and the bills
The death we bought is slow, but we own it, and it kills…

Don't want to hear your shit
This blue collar doesn't fit
Sick of working to survive
Got no pride in being barely alive

Five decades full of piss and blood and one life full of shit
You labored and you toiled, tried to make the best of it
It's a no win situation at optimum efficiency
You struggle just to make it, but there are no guarantees
Agencies and landlords have to hear you sing the blues
They try to take what's left after you've paid your union dues
You gave your mind and body. No, you put it up for sale
It's a maximum life sentence. Rot in your own jail…

Don't want to hear your shit
This blue collar doesn't fit
Sick of working to survive
Got no pride in being barely alive

Just for dollars and cents, or pounds and pence
I start to feel like we've lost our common sense
And being treated like a slave doesn't even piss you off
They got you by the balls, so just turn your head and cough…

Don't want to hear your shit
This blue collar doesn't fit
Sick of working to survive
Got no pride in being barely alive


2. NEEDLESS

Now that we have stolen the earth from all of those who were here first
And sadistically we take their lives, in the name of science we terrorize
Hurt and torture the innocent and support it with our money spent
On experiments based on death and pain, we shed their blood with nothing to gain

What makes you think you've got the right to bleed the weaker of their lives?
Pull them from their forest homes and strip their skin from their bones
Throw them in a tiny cell and subject them to a life in hell
Human greed now welcomes death, and draws from life its final breath

Chorus:
No tears are shed for wasted lives, except for the few who hear their cries
But you have turned deaf with greed, profits rise as the innocent bleed

Is it civilized to be abusive when nine out of ten tests are inconclusive?
Does science prove superiority? Does money give you the authority?
To destroy the beauty that nature creates, it's your actions that fuel my hate
If there's justice you'll suffer the worst, you just better pray that I don't get to you first

Chorus


3. BUBBLE GUM BULLSHIT (BLAH BLAH BLAH)

Don't you worry kid, it takes years to get that far
Someday you'll be famous, I can see you'll be a star
All it takes is hard work to get your name around
You need some good connections to get you off the ground

Play that bubble gum bullshit blah blah
Commercialize your music ha ha
Play that bubble gum bullshit blah blah blah

I heard you had a lot of fun on your summer tour
But if you played so many shows, then why are you so poor?
You're doing this all wrong, there's money to be made
Just sacrifice your ethics, and you can all get paid

What you need's a manager, and some glossy 8 X 10s
So you can play those college shows again and again
What you need's a record label to tell you how to play
Market your rebellion, and sell your soul today


Play that bubble gum bullshit blah blah
Commercialize your music ha ha
Play that bubble gum bullshit blah blah blah
Sell your soul today…

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