Transmission third world war third round A decade of the weapon of sound above ground No shelter if you're lookin' for shade I lick shots at the brutal charade As the polls close like a casket On truth devoured A Silent play in the shadow of power A spectacle monopolized The camera's eyes on choice disguised Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil? Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil? Yes a spectacle monopolized They hold the reins and stole your eyes Or the fistagons The bullets and bombs Who stuff the banks Who staff the party ranks More for merchant of death or online right-winger None of the above fuck it cut the cord Lights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit up Lights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit up Lights out Guerrilla Radio Turn that shit up Lights out Guerrilla Radio
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