You're gonna push and I'm gonna break,
Is this how you want me.
Money on your mind, pound signs in your eyes,
feeding on your greed, that'll be your demise.
Activists and hacktavists,
anonymous trying to help stop on this.
Working everyday, no money left to spare,
People on the streets, politicians the biggest cheats.
I vote for change, but there's no policies that are sane.
No, I'm okay.
Money rules around here,
Love each other don't give into fear.
I don't care how you've been brought up,
It's time to grow some balls and step up.
Stand up to corruption and fight,
Together we can use our voice and unite,
Don't let our guns take an oil rich land,
Fight the power hungry,
Bite the hand.
Propaganda runs the media,
Don't listen to what they've been feeding ya,
Everybodies chasing the pound,
They're chasing the money and it can't be found.
Power hungry, possession, control, green as far as the eye can see.
I wonder why I'm so depressed,
because my dreams they can't opress.
You want to push this,
You cant even touch us,
You're running up trouble,
You can't corrupt this,
With fist ups,
Pistols, rifles, mouths all zipped up,
Tell the truth for once in your life,
We can live together united,
Don't get corrupted by an oil rich land,
Fight the power hungry,
Bite the hand.
No, I don't want this,
I don't need this,
Fuck your politics,
Take it away,
I don't want this,
I don't need this,
Texas band draft an all-killer, no-filler love letter to ’70s hard rock and metal, with surging vocals and riffs that command respect. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 4, 2024