Same Old Story

by Carrion Eater

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released May 11, 2017

Hyaena: Noise, Vocals, Flyer Distribution

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Track Name: No Alternative
What's the fucking issue?
Track Name: This Is Where Everything Starts
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
This is where it all starts, this is where it starts for us.
If you wanted to tell America to stick it up it's ass until it bleeds red (and white and blue), then now is your time.
If you've ever held a hatred for fascists or racist shits, then now is your time.
If you've found yourself not trusting police, not trusting any political party's claims, then now, comrade, is your time.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
It's a lie. Just one big lie.
Track Name: Gay Shame
Police barriers can be lifted with the assistance of a comrade. Queer liberation is a movement, not a fucking parade!

Do not let the police stop you, do not be afraid to barricade to stop them.
If you are arrested, refuse to give your name and refuse to tell any information to pigs. Make sure that a comrade has your information in this case.

Do not let gay pride, the pride of people who had to live in fear of death constantly, be undermined by capitalists who push their image for "equality" while frequently denying jobs to homosexuals and people of color and profiting off of the labor of the lower classes worldwide.

Do not be afraid to stomp out any "counter-protestors." They only come to bash. Queers bash back! Destroy commercialized LGBT people! We are not all skinny white kids!
Destroy commercialized LGBT people! We are not all skinny white kids!

[Repeat 3x]
Track Name: Macho
Macho man. Hardcore punk asshole.
Poisoning everything you touch with your hands all wet and slippery from Pabst Blue Ribbon cans.
Chokehold snapback on your head to cover up the big, gaping hole in place of a brain.
Hardcore is a progressive scene, you say, but we all know that every piece of homophobic bullshit contradicts this.

Human filth! Scum of the earth in khaki shorts and a Madball shirt!
Dropped on your head? Probably. Casually using racial slurs to be "ironic?" Definitely. Get fucked, idiot. You may consider yourself to be hardcore, I guess, but your attitude sure isn't fucking punk, not one bit.
Track Name: Tarp-Wrapped Fascist Corpse
It's exactly what you think it is.
Track Name: Barricade
Raise the barricades!
Track Name: No Sympathy for Sympathizers
I have no sympathy for you.
For you, for the one who says that fascists and cops and the rich who use their money to sell and buy bombs have the same rights as the poor, the worker.

I have no sympathy for you.
For you, for the one who says that police violence can be stopped with a Pepsi, for you, the one who says that the young girl who was raped on campus deserved it, for you, the one who says that prisoners being forced into slave labor is "ethical."

I have no sympathy for you.
Track Name: Avenues of the Wealthy
Let every dirty, lousy tramp arm himself with a revolver or a knife, and lay in wait on the steps of the palaces of the rich and stab or shoot the owners as they come out. Let us kill them without mercy, and let it be a war of extermination!

Kill the rich! Eat the rich! Occupy their palaces, their mansions, and burn their limousines to keep warm! Distribute their wealth, distribute their war-gained money to the workers who labored every day to only get stomped on by the heel of the boss. Let them know that we will not be docile any longer. We will not let them shove words and cocks in our mouths. We will not let them do anything anymore!

Let every dirty, lousy tramp arm himself with a revolver or a knife, and lay in wait on the steps of the palaces of the rich and stab or shoot the owners as they come out. Let us kill them without mercy, and let it be a war of extermination!
Track Name: Raise Your Left Fist (Fuck Off XE!)
Raise your left fist!
And knock them down!
Track Name: Blue Lives Don't Matter
Blue Lives don't matter! Cops kill! Legalized murderers allowed to walk free because of the victim's class, race or sexuality! The police are the biggest gang of "thugs" around!
The first police force in America were the Pinkertons, who were created solely for the reason of breaking up labor strikes.

Rodney King - 1991, a Los Angeles taxi-driver who was tasered, beaten, and after a long series of riots, the pigs still didn't get thrown in jail!
Abner Loumia - 1997, then 31 years old, beaten half to death by New York police and raped with a broomstick.
Eric Garner - 2015, a father of strangled by two New York policemen with an illegal choke hold for selling loose cigarettes.

The system doesn't work for us. We, as citizens, are blinded into believing that pigs enforce the law for our own good. This is not true. The police do not protect nor serve us, and rather protect and serve the rich and those who are able to pay.

How can blue lives matter if other lives don't matter to them?
Track Name: Be Careful
Don't be paranoid - just be fucking careful!
Track Name: Amerika - There is Blood On Your Hands
What do you have to cope with?
You liar, you cheater, you have everything given to you but still bitch and bitch and bitch about how rich people are treated badly.
I don't want to pay my taxes because I don't want to pay for pigs that use their money for useless wars and fascist sponsorship.

You don't mean shit to me with your heritage of racial hatred and napalm, you shit. You filth! You scum! I hate you and all of your fucking racist buddies. Fuck you!

AMERIKA! You have and have always had blood on your hands. The blood of the Cambodian children that were reduced to ashes, the blood of the Vietnamese women raped by American GI, the blood of Malcolm and Martin and Assata and Huey and Freddy stains your hands.

America, you break my heart. With your senseless killings and your passiveness towards the active genocide of black people in America, with your love for the white man, with your lack of self-awareness.

AMERIKA! You have blood on your hands!
Blood on your hands!
Blood on your hands!
Blood on your hands!
Track Name: The Right to Know
You have it. You have the right to know.
To know what they did and what their doing.
Track Name: Patriot Brigade
Patriot Brigade.
Patriot Brigade on the move.
Red, white and blue neckerchiefs around collars.
Pistols with hollow-points at the side.

Patriot Brigade.
Keeping them out.
Keeping them in fear under threats.
Killing if they must, and most of the time, they do.
Steel toe boots meet the gut of a young Muslim.
Or a homosexual. Or a Latinx. Or anybody, really.
Take your pick. The steel toe meets the gut again.
And again.
And again.
And again.

Patriot Brigade.
Heel on the curbstone.
Flecks of blood on a shining police-issue dagger.
Confederate flags tied to poles.
Pledge allegiance. Fuck alliance.
Fully-automatic assault rifles slung over backs, pointed at concrete slabs.

Splinters of particleboard doors stuck into the feet of young children.
White blindfolds tied around the faces of detractors.
Again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again.
And again...
Track Name: You Were There
At the anti-apartheid demonstrations in Johannesburg, I was there.
At the factory with the IWW, at the mines with the Columbine miners, I was there. I sat beside Sacco and Vanzetti on the electric chair.
I spoke with Emma Goldman, and organized with Big Bill!
You were there too!
Through solidarity, we were all there!
Anarchists, communists, socialists - we were all there in solidarity!

I was killed with the Jewish Bundists in Odessa. I was hung with the Haymarket 4. I was executed with Ravachol, and I shot down Francoists with the CNT. I marched with the Motherfuckers and the Black Mask, and fed the homeless with the Diggers. I was jailed with Assata and Angela and Huey and Alexander. I was there.
You were there too!
Through solidarity, we were all there!
Anarchists, communists, socialists - we were all there in solidarity!

The struggle continues to this very day, this very moment.
Antifa and the Black Bloc continue the struggle against fascists.
The Black Lives Matter protesters are fighting against the police getting away with murder.
As Nazism becomes the norm in America and across the world, comrades everywhere rise to the challenge, with a singular voice that cries triumphant - NO PASERAN!

Though you may not be there, you are there in solidarity!
We are all there! When the time comes, you will be there!
We will win through solidarity and united struggle!

Through solidarity, you will always be there!
Track Name: Same Old Story
It's just the same old story, of man destroying man.

Barrel bombs and tear gas dropped on Syrian children. Armed "protesters" gather outside the mosque to flex their 1st Amendment muscles. Liberals turn to the fascists with open arms, looking to make sure that they have rights too. A black man is stabbed, once, twice, three times. Daesh blows up mosques to show how much they want the caliphate. Muslim my ass!

It's just the same old story, of man destroying man.

Transgender kids killed and beaten for no apparent reasons. White folks openly carrying assault rifles to protect their 2nd Amendment muscle. Gay folks are still ostracized for having AIDS and HIV. Forget coming out of the closet, the closet is chained shut. Neo-Nazis paint a pastoral, happy picture of the Aryan Race, and oh how all of us are fooled!

Black communities are denied clean water, targeted by police and other racist thugs for just breathing. Young children are portrayed as violent criminals, ready to go out and rape your mother, your sister, your daughter, or who knows what else. White men are called "babies, boys, youth," and portrayed as being perfect and mentally ill and such a good, straight-a student. Black men are called "super-predators," murdering pigs get paid vacations and medals while the family who's son or daughter or father or mother just got shot with government-issue bullets. Liberals say that all people should be equal, but some more than others.

It's just the same old story, of man destroying man.