Burn Tibet Live @ Mutiny Chicago 3/18/09
Lyrics:
THE SUNNI SIDE OF LIFE
Ive only ever believed
That Shiite dont mean to me
Even though we both believe
That Mohammed died in 632 AD
The Quran is the book that we all read
And Americans like our oil and money
To fuel their Christian philosophies
Jihad of the heart
Jihad bil lisan
Jihad by the tongue
Never cared about politics
or them Shiite heretics
but your in death squads
are so not allah
MA SALAMA, ALLAHU AKBAR
On the sunni side of the street
One thousand sunnis sleep
I fear its starting to get to me
The resistance is calling on me
My alarm clock, it sings, the sound of shia induced screams
I pass out- crash, its the sound of US bombs in afghan, gone
Jihad by the hand
jihad bis saif
Jihad by the sword
Ive got a magic sword
Fabulous secret powers
By the power of allah
I have the power!!!!!!!
ISTIGHFAR, ASTAGFURALLAH
This resistance thing is sweet
Allahs really looking out for me
Future’s so bright gotta wear shades
Met this dude Osama in his little cave
We get together once a day, he says
Disrobe , Ive got a magic sword
hope my 27 virgins look just like the one Im serving
jihad with my hands
and with, with my tongue
jihad, , suck, fun
just got on the plane
strap on my C4
Oh, the drama
I love you, Osama
FI AMANALLAH
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BRAVE NEW WORDS
An intellectual is a person
who has discovered something
more interesting than sex.,
Aldous Huxley said.
Head first we wake up in an afterbirth bath
and somehow someone sees the beauty in that
were trophies for coitus
a by-product of abstinence avoidance
toddlerized, coddled
from titty formula to brown bagged bottle
raised and nurtured
age and were tortured
this legion of losers
our badges of honor are our bruises
lesions from leisure
asses with tails pinned on for status
A, B, C, Vitamin D,
The fat’s in the liver and the cod’s in the sea.
bred to consume, but one in a few will own.
dont lament, just trust in the bone youre thrown
In survival of the fattest,
one size should fit us all
we suffer with our delusions and pander
whys he on TV, not me?
Its part of our circuitry
how narcissism always conquers reality
this legion of losers
our badges of honor are our bruises
lesions from leisure
asses with tails pinned on for status
And written on a page
In a book that no ones read, a site that no ones surfed
An equation in which the sum disproves
Every and all of our reasons, theories, factoids, philosophies
When the individual feels,
the community reels.”
“Every one belongs to every one else.
Community, Identity, Stability
And if this world is another planets ,
Then dare yourself, for eternity, to prove me wrong.
Duration : 0:5:37
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