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No Good Cops
02:53
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Show me a good policeman, and I'll show you a rat
Cause 'serve and protect' don't just mean watch your buddy's back
It's right under their eyes, but suddenly they're blind
If you can't police your own backyard then fuck off out of mine
There's no good cops, just bad and worse
Another crooked copper busted but they just turn and shrug
Another racist murder by another blue-shirt thug
From Amadou to Homan Square, Rampart to Johnny Burge
Show me 'law and order' and I'll show you empty words
There's no good cops, just bad and worse
The ones that pull the trigger and the ones that steal your purse
And the ones that look on sadly like there's nothing they can do
Well fuck the thieves, and fuck the killers, and fuck the good cops too
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The Thick Blue Line
03:29
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Broad daylight in Cudell Park, a child holds a bb gun
Cops are called, shots are fired -- racist murderers, or just that fucking dumb?
Time to erase the thick blue line
Tim Loehmann and Frank Garmback fired without a look around
Tamir Rice, twelve years old, bled out on the grass while they held his sister down
Time to erase the thick blue line
Put those fucking bastards on the dole
Time to erase the thick blue line
They play at being scared, but you know they're in control
Dayton Walmart sporting goods, John Crawford holds a bb gun
Cops are called, shots are fired -- the only weapon found was Ronald Ritchie's phone
Time to erase the thick blue line
Put those fucking bastards on the dole
Time to erase the thick blue line
They'll play at being scared until we take control
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Réalité
03:39
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T'es la à te branler et le temps passe en vain
A t'imbiber de noirs desseins
T'es la à poireauter dans ces journées sans fin
A digérer la ton destin
Car aujourd'hui comme demain
Toujours le même refrain: la réalité
Même refrain et même couplet
Toujours la réalité
Tu connais le moyen de sortir de l'impasse
C'est le vaccin contre l'angoisse
Elle est la qui t'attend pour un peu de sursis
Donnes lui ta veine et c'est fini
Tu attends qu'elle revienne et c'est encore l'impasse
Donnes lui ta veine et c'est l'angoisse
Encore la même histoire dans une journée sans fin
C'est le brouillard c'est l'incertain
{RIP Gilles Bertin}
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Lab Rat
02:30
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Oh Annie girl, the pipettes are calling
Go tell your ma you finally found your calling
A pig without a badge, a judge without a bench
Four eyes without a heart, you're human trash without the stench
Just a lab rat
When you dreamed, truncheons filled your eyes
And when you die you'll be remembered for your lies
So open up the cells, set twenty thousand free
Let Annie Dookhan serve their time and throw away the key
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The Hand On the Trigger
04:20
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Harold Hering, home from war, half his life in uniform
From the skies over Vietnam to a hole deep underground
One hand on the codebook, one hand on the key
Staring at the radio, alert for any sound
What will you do when the word comes down?
A humble missile farmer tending to his crop
Waiting for a signal to get passed on down the chain
But Harold had one question, and it ended his career:
When they say the word that ends the world, how will I know they're sane?
What will you do when the word comes down and the hand on the trigger shakes?
The warning lights are flashing but no-one sees them anymore
The squeaky wheels are drowning in our grease
Everyone's connected, all the systems jury-rigged
A distant voice is counting down and the safety's been released
What will we do when the hand on the trigger shakes?
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