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In this tenth Entertainment Edition I'll be breaking out some lyrics, which come from three bands with a related history of members.



Choking Victim - Born to Die

Born to die
and you get
to sit and watch your TV set
believe the lies
before your eyes
credit cards and apple pies
50 stars to blind your eyes
13 stripes to hypnotize
free thought is gone
you'll never see you're just a pawn

you'll die tomorrow
but today your empty dreams just fade away
evaporate
dissolve to hate
while you survive and wait until a lifeless fate
your stupid lives just piddle on
you slave for others, and then your gone
i just can't escape the lying
moment we are born were dying
such an ugly sight

we have no rights
we have no future
no reasons why
we're born to die

your dumb self can't appreciate
the freedom in my thought
the weak sense of autonomy
when I'm flipping in my squat
that empty void was never filled
but the dreams of others you helped kill
you'll justify, will linger on
but dontcha know that dreams all die the day you're born

we have no God
there's only ignorant bliss
no reasons why
we're born to die

we have no rights
we have no future
no reasons why
we are born to die
just born to die

gone to bed
God is dead
lies and truth are in my head
your history, society, economy
it isn't me

it's all on you, reality
it's whatcha do
it's whatcha make
the truth and lies
the freedom dies
the mind it numbs
the spirit breaks

all our rights
it kills our future
our reasons why
we are born to die (just born to die)



Leftover Crack - World War 4

After bombs are dropped to kill
After all the buildings fall
At the time we'll have the will
To climb up from beneath it all
We'll find the strength to live
To rebuild something new
If there's anything forgive
What else can we do

I don't wanna fight your war
I don't wanna play your games
Better pray for world war four
Better hope for something more

So we're forming to our cliques
we will destroy all the clocks
and our weapons will be sticks
and the other side has rocks
and we'll clash over petty shit
but remember all the lies
That all led up to it
and bombed the world to die

I don't wanna fight your war
I don't wanna play your games
Better pray for world war four
Better hope for something more

Nothing to lose,
After all the pain
A little nuclear winter
With a little acid rain
But after all of this,
there'll be no more
Fucking politics
No more world war four

Better pray for world war four
Better hope for something more



Star F*cking Hipsters - Immigrants and Hypocrites

We're all immigrants and hypocrites
delusionals and sycophants
we pretend to play a special part
and born in pain we fall apart
it's the same game with the same players
where dying dreams are strung on prayers
(it's) a never ending battle just to be

it's all put off 'til another day
we all get old and waste away
the lust for dollars make no sense
we squat the world or pay the rents
and when it's all been said and done
our joyless lives devoid of fun
I know it's all been said before
our nation's rotten to the core

fuck all flags and fuck all face
you're the garbage of the human race
change the color, change the name
the greedy fucks are all the same
and everywhere that you can go
there's always someone in control
fat faced, dollar signs for eyes
on starving nations they rely

We're all immigrants and hypocrites
delusionals and sycophants
(we) pretend to play a special part
and born in pain we fall apart
it's the same game with the same players
where dying dreams are strung on prayers
(it's) a never ending battle just to be

the arbitrary borders stand
a line of blood through stolen lands
that little flag upon your sleeve
shows off you're stupid and naive
or maybe you believe the lies
through beady ignoramus eyes
it's no surprise you're outta luck
your mama raised a stupid fuck
oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
we'll all sleep when we're dead
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We'll all sleep/let's break it down

and somewhere beyond the thunder-dome
someday we just might find a home
autonomistic paradise
worth all the world without a price
and we can all be happy there
eat Soylent Green, breathe soylent air
and never rest our weary heads
we can all sleep when we're dead
yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
we can all sleep when we're dead
yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
we can all sleep when we're dead

READERS' FAVOURITES

Don Croata [Ireland]
Favourite Ban😛 The Dubliners
Favourite Song: Mladen Grdović - Dva dijamanta
Favourite Movie: Godfather: Part I

Liam Tatlock [Ireland]
Favourite Ban😛 Genesis
Favourite Song: Blue Oyster Cult - Don't Fear the Reaper
Favourite Movie: Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

MY CURRENT MISSION

Lately I've been working on the Irish tournament, along with some advancements in an ILP project. Tailteann has been quieter than usual, but it's still very important to my plans for recruiting citizens, and in the long run I intend to continue expanding the group.

-RA

Issue Song:
Star F*cking Hipsters - Two Cups of Tea
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4HKawVqCK3o

"In modern capitalism economic exploitation rather than political oppression is the real enemy of the people." - Emma Goldman

The Irish Radical issue #96