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The Exelar 'Witness Relocation Program' Full Album
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The Exelar is (was?) a band from NYC, this album was released in August 2004
1. Motherland Vs. Fatherland :
Why do all these symbols we swoon and die for squelch us like any other?
What makes you think our 'good cause' can't lose?
Mother, father, child kills them both
2. Bait/Switch:
Your truth won't set me free
I know the names of the chairs on me
3. Firing Squad:
If they put me in front of the firing squad the bullets would bounce right off
Oh what I'd give to be eighteen again, believed I was invincible
4. What's Special About Me Is I Like Weather & Volcanoes:
Sharpening pencils is sharpening minds
Keep safe distance from ink well tall tales
Pledge your allegiance to the cum rag of rapists
Manufacture the new slave mind
Sharpening pencils is sharpening minds
Take aim and fire white wash lies
Never forget what you're taught
5. Lines On Paper:
one day our enemies will fall,
borders will be lines drawn on paper
we'll chase the cops like criminals from their homes,
no longer working until we're cancer,
we'll burn all the t.v. screens that represent your culture,
one day our enemies will fall,
borders will be lines drawn on paper
we'll chase the cops like criminals from their homes,
no longer working until we're cancer,
the flags are burning the children are dancing
6. Fight The Dragon:
never surrender yourself to the dream
7. British Smile:
Mount up your high horse and ride
Your poison runs through the veins of the earth
Turn your eyes to the sky
Watch the souls of your victims fly
Tell your sons and daughters
From the blood in the stables
And the ashes on the lawn we will raise
On your knees when my horse rides
8. Non-Fiction:
It's about time I recognized myself as
Someone who will change the world
9. Summer's Worst Horror Movie:
This game is over, there's no more time to play
This game is over, there's no one left to play
Never again, one day, some day
Our father creates these heathens
hallowed be thy shame
10. Witness Relocation Program:
Bargaining for continents with smallpox and empty promises
Bury the american heart on wall street under the parking lots
Our forefathers founded the birth of a nation to program witness relocation.
Reparations in casino tokens
Give thanks for all you've stolen
Give thanks for the hearts you've broken land of the free
Graves of the brave.
11. Only The Mistakes Were Mine
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