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Lyrics Your Culture Makes Me Sick* Selective Blindness* Financial Target Milk Children* Press Conference Ethnic Cleansing Ghetto Syndrome* Conform or Die Video Games Addict Ballad for a Magav Cop* *Translated lyrics, original lyrics are in hebrew.  | |
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Your Culture Makes Me Sick Sitting in front of a screen staring at commercials Eyes wide open just buying more and more What they say on the news must be the truth The IDF's spokesman's message is objective of course! Your culture makes me sick Looking at you makes me nauseous Here's another product to buy You've been blinded for so long When shopping is a form of entertainment things become obvious Who cares how the clothes were made as long as everyone think I look great Ignoring the animals who are killed by the thousands while on the other side of the planet people die for our toys A culture based on murder and hate Dictated by the government Our ancestors sowed the seeds of oppression Now it's time to burn their crops! | ||
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Selective Blindness We shout slogans, like all the rest Consider ourselves a part of the world But two meters from here, everyday at the west bank "Young until I die" is not a song, it's a fact. So forgive me if I forget that I "gotta stay positive" And if I don't care whether skateboarding is a crime or not I'm sick of empty slogans that have no meaning for me We don't need to search for injustice, it's right here in our face We can chant about how "Punk is resistance" But we forget the resistance if it's not about punk If you want to meddle in bullshit, that's fine with me You can shout "Fight to unite", while I'll be in the territories So do me a favor, choose "which side" Don't tell "it's everyone's fault, terror exists on both sides" Think you're being neutral when you don't say a word We buy records, they have nothing to eat | ||
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Financial Target They crashed some buildings to the floor That seemed like a good reason for a third, world, war... Gonna order some new bombs Equip the nuke subs oooh feel the might And send, send, send them all tonight! Reload the enterprise With my laser guided missiles Here's a nice tent oh a small house Gonna make a fine target for my sparkling clean tanks! Ggotta make room for a golf trail Or at least a five star hotel Hell, I don't care what's in my way As long as I get richer day by day! Now let's get ready for the third world war Assets gone down we need more money More, more, more, more and more | ||
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Milk Children Do you like milky white veal? Boy does it taste good! So what if the cows are tortured, And spend their short lives without being able to move? But lately we're experiencing a shortage Because of the huge demand So give us a kid or two And we'll continue as planned Milk children - they taste real good Milk children - lots of vitamins too Nobody will ever notice If you deliver the baby outside the hospital We'll raise him without iron So the meat will come out real soft and tender Finally we've overcome the shortage Thanks to your small kids You gave them to us straight out of the womb They may be deformed but we have great meat Milk children - they taste real good Milk children - lots of vitamins too If you're still eating veal - you are way out of the loop Milk children - they taste real good Milk children - at a McDonald's near you | ||
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Press Conference My dad is rich he works in the Mosad He's got a lot of friends His friends are cops and judges For him the rules will bend I wouldn't go to jail I got money Some people will be angry But I think that it's funny I ate evidence in court, so what? I got a lawyer he'll pay everybody off And I'll soon be free... I represent the press today I own the media but that's ok I bribe the judges everyday I lie in court, yippee yay! | ||
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Ethnic Cleansing Slaves, like in ancient Rome They're cheap, they're easy to get Slavery is still in style, wanna bet? Five thousand, the new shipment is here folks When the auction starts just drop your coins in the box Wave your money if you want a real slave honey We got 'em all look at that Thai - cute as a bunny Ethnic cleansing - it's the real deal Ethnic cleansing - I know how you feel Ethnic cleansing - now it's your turn Ethnic cleansing - there's no return Economy sucks and we have no clue what to do Hundreds of thousands with no jobs, no food too Hell, we'll just blame it on you After all, you're not a jew Now we have what we craved for, for years Our own 1930 crystal night Oh don't worry son, it's gonna be all right Death squads are forming in the old SS Gestapo style Hey is that your neighbor? Come 'n rat, come 'n dial Maybe he don't fit in, maybe he should disappear Oh no it can't be, it can't be happening here... move!!!! Concentration camps are building up There's a lot of room if you're not like us With one bowl of soup a day, you'll be "lucky" to be sent away Come on now line up, March straight forward, here's the bus! See now boy here's the deal You're not a jew so we must Get rid of you too! | ||
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Ghetto Syndrome Oh no, here they come! A gang of anti-zionists and anti-semites pretend to talk about human rights But they just want to throw us into the sea They hate our country criticize the army With their hostile media and propagandist lies We must act quick send in the choppers to kill Moderate physical pressure, administrative detentions will stop the hatred "Oh merciful lord in heaven, With your grace, save us from our enemies" "We are the chosen people, and in 2000 years of diaspora, We managed to survive, despite all plots against us. The occupation is noble. The state is The Jewish State. Selective democracy, for the sake of six million dead. Don't misunderstand us, we are the victims here, There is only one safe place for us in the world, so how dare you criticize us?" Oh no! here they come! A gang of anti-zionists and anti-semites They want to end the occupation and live in cooperation, But we all know that only deportation will bring peace If being a human rights activist makes me an anti-semite, then recruit me to the SA | ||
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Conform or Die Look how you dress Are you insane? Wait till the fella's see you What will be then? They'll kick your ass! Be a conformist you'll fit in nice and tight Put on the mask see how we all look alike Listen to your parents, you must obey Do exactly as the kinder commercials say Don't think for your own, leave it to us We don't want you to see that we may be wrong System, system we built you well Do as we do or we'll make you pay Routine life built especially for you Look at your parents, we taught them too... And you'll be just as boring as they became! Once in a year you can do as you wish Don't say we're close minded, now you're unleashed But at 12 o'clock put back that old mold Don't try to defy us or do something bold Conform, conform, conform or die... | ||
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Video Games Addict How many people called your name? Still there's no reply You're taken by the government So you might as well die! I see you running forward And you're not looking back Your eyes are blind folded And you don't give a fuck! Video games addict A tool for the people above Days pass see it only later No time for feeling like hate or love Now you're in the army Wondering where your joystick's gone Feeling kinda empty Pressing the escape button But instead of fiction You now see only death It doesn't say game over It's reality you must face! | ||
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Ballad for a Magav Cop You kicked my ass at the latest demonstration And I can't wait until see you again Your bright hair and blue eyes Linger in my dreams, night after night You're everything I was expected to be Tall, strong, big and pretty You serve the people and the state I just wish I could be your date I love guys in uniform So big and tough with the gun in their hand Follow orders, do as they're told I always wondered how you'd be in bed Serving in the territories, abusing your power You wish you could be treated the same by your lover Your sado-masochist sexual frustration Is vented in the road block on local population We are the happiest couple in the state I am the queen and you are the slave You're less violent on reserve duty now if only you knew that it was my turn to play god I got your M-16 in my hand, I smile maliciously, but you look so scared Remember when you showed me how to "verify" the dead? Guess what? You're up next! |