I'd Rather

Self-doubt, and people saying we're not worth shit.
Talking behind our backs.
They say we're a walking contradiction of ourselves.
Our message isn't getting through.
Fucker, even you got the message...
Our shitty band created a discussion.

I never promised you nothing,
Never said i'd be your perfect shackled slave.
If success to you is measured in dollars and cents then i decline.
That's nothing. that's not my dream.
It comes between everything.
Someday we'll divide because for so much effort some people starve.
They've got everybody working for something they could care less about.
That's nothing. that's not my dream.
It comes between everything.
Someday we'll divide. would somebody here fill my soul with purpose?
There's something here, my friend.
Don't step on me on your quest for millions.

Don't tell me that you say you care
While you're fucking sacrificing nothing.
Don't even mention the word oppression
While you're driving daddy's jaguar.
Our prosperity is their death.
Pat us on the back, third world wallets gone.
There's blood on our hands,
It's your choice if you want to see it or not.
It could change. it comes down to you. oppression is in your pocket.
It's all personal, it's not enough to cry.
This time you can start by cooking your flag.
You can stop doing what you're told.
Don't believe what you see on tv.
Cnn reporters, they're all ex-generals.
Democracy, big fucking joke. it's just one big capitalist enterprise.
Smaller countries, they have no hope.
Usa crushes self-government.
It's your choice, you could help to limit your contribution by restraint.
It could change. it comes down to you. oppression is in your pocket.
It's all personal, its not enough to cry.
This time... you can start by leaving the line.
You can stop doing what you're told,
Because today freedom is bought and sold. bought & sold.

This isn't business, its our hope and its our voice.
You're not a product, so tell them you can't be bought.
I don't want corporate backing, five hundred thousand bucks a year,
That's not what it's about. it's something so much more. more than money.
Dissent rolled into words, they don't belong here.
Do you really think they care?
This music belongs to us, it's finally something we control.
I won't let it get torn away. it won't be torn away.
What's the message sent when your actions contradict your words?
I don't want to play, you can keep your quarter.
I'll have no part. i won't stay in line or keep in order.
Yeah, you know what it means.
Hey, mr. superstar do you really believe we think you care?
You think you're saying something? you're saying fucking nothing.
Your message is killed by the paycheck in your hand.
It's already hard at work as your capitalist machine destroys.
What's the message sent when your actions contradict your words?
I don't want to play, you can keep your quarter.
I'll have no part. i won't stay in line or keep in order.
You don't know what it means.
To me the message is the most important thing.
Communication is more important than entertainment.
This music saved my life,
So i'll be dead and fucking gone before it's bought and sold
Just like appliances and cars.

"publicly subsidized! privately profitable!" that's the anthem of the upper-tier (the puppeteer untouchable). we focus a moment, nod in approval and bury our head back in the bar-codes
Hese neo-colonials while our former nemesis (ah, the romance!): the nation-state, now plays fund-raiser for a new brand of power-concentrate. try again, but now we're confused- what is "cla
R"? is this class war? yes, this is class war. and i'm just a kid- i can't believe that i gotta worry about this kind of shit! what a stupid world! yeah, this is just beautiful... absolutel
Regard for principle. what a stupid world. (we're): 1) born 2) hired 3) disposed! where that job lands, everybody knows and you can tell by the smile on the ceo's that the environmental restrain
E about to go. you can bet that laws will be set to ensure the benefit of unrestricted labor-laws (all kept in place by displaced government death squads). they own us. they produce us. they con
Us. can you fucking believe this? what a stupid w
Orld. fuck this bullshit display of class-loyalties. the media and "our" leaders wrap it all up in a flag- their fucking shit-rag. hooray!