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The True Charm of Bourgeoisie

by G.A.S. DRUMMERS

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Zenith 03:32
Daylight blinded leaden men Easy living lead to death The true charm of bourgeoisie Rounded tireless routine. We'll never fight in the battle We never learned, But when struggle meant stumble When discourse is a privilege Lost on the way There's always something left to say. Power stole the narratives From the people, "question & disobey", Planted seeds of poetry We cab see them bleed. City caught me by surprise Chained me to rhythm in line. Played the maniac as I am tied To an ordinary and fragmentary hectic mind. I'm turned stone, But I'll break my voice I'll map my feelins, map my veins To rearrange the strength to keep me alive Realigned/undivided
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Beaten, just beaten, Beyond the image there ain't no secret places. Beaten, just beaten, Mistaken life we live Sailing hopelessly the seas of history Where generations pass without their opportunity We won't make it, let it pass away Maybe you thought you were living On your own now you're faking We've been given a world we never dreamt Seems out of reach Voice of forgotten Blood of workers Cry of children Need for revenge Business men have bought A raimbow to fake The light but We're too close to see... Beaten? Not beaten yet.
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Take my belongings and make them burn I just had enough. I'll never get back to this town again. When I'm walking down the streets Every wall falls down on me, I'm living dead. And I'm just a waste I'm torn away That's the story Just like a king without an epoch. When forbidden words mean forgotten names I write a song to my generation From the agony of crusty men Take my belongings and make them burn You're like a martyr's evangelist But don't you ever pray on me, I'll be better anywhere but here, this town, This rotten town. I'll be running free, And I'll take you with me That's the story But if you make a sound They'll shoot me down.
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Discredit, disbelieve Dismantle, disobey this fake democracy Daydream nations made of stoned and Schemes. Rat race-bigotry-corrupt-fascism- Infected. True dismembered paradigm of thief-collecting.
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Naked 02:29
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4 Reasons 02:03
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released September 3, 2002

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G.A.S. DRUMMERS Jerez De La Frontera, Spain

G.A.S. DRUMMERS is a punk rock band from south Spain. They started in 1998 and have toured ever since throughout Europe and once in north America. the band is one of the few survivors from the 90’s in Europe that never called it quits.
Their sound gets influences from hardcore punk, 80’s American underground rock and power-pop, and their lyrics are inspired by Marxist and anarchist thinkers.
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