1. |
At The Wake
01:51
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I’ve seen friends
Friends who fell
All the pain
That’s left behind
Warriors
Who’ve had enough
Others left
Before their time
Chorus
Tonight we shed all our tears
Celebrate all of our fears
None of us will live forever
The time we share we stand together
Bonds we make
You and me
Define our lives
Mean everything
Battles lost
Battles won
Scares we hide
From everyone
Bridge
Victims of our future that’s all we are x4
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2. |
Life We Live
02:56
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I need a break from the daily grind
A bit of rest from the 9 to 5
But I’ll never take this respite lying down
I need to stop need to get away
Back to another place
Where they need these worn out boots back on the ground
Bridge
We’re goin back to the streets
back to the streets
back to the streets where we belong
we’re goin back to the streets
back to the streets
takin them back like we were never goin
Chorus
This is the life we choose
And this is the life we live
Fight to survive with hearts full of pride
Until there’s nothing left to give
The tongue is faded and the soles are gray
And these laces they’ve seen better days
Nothing gets results like boots on the street
Pull those old boots out of the box
Polish up those dirty ol Docs
It’s time to get back out there back on the beat
It’s been awhile since we went away
These boots are back and they’re here to stay
Leaving bootprints time can’t undo
Coming back stronger then before
Take so much you can’t take anymore
This time we’re gonna leave our mark on you
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3. |
Spirit Of '34
01:50
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Chorus
There’s Blood and there’s violence
Ingrained in these streets
A blood and a violence we won’t
Forget or concede
They new to unite to stand up and fight
And together they made history
Bridge
History
Together they made history
In unity
They stood together in unity
Call the national guard out they want to go to war
They’ve got the bosses and the cops locked inside the factory doors
Money equals power and you know we’ve got it all
The working man needs to understand they’re going to take the fall
Ten thousand workers - joined the strike that day
In the name of better treatment and a living wage
The bosses laughed and scoffed and said they’d never cave
But the working man had nothing to loose and everything to gain
Shots fired into the crowd and tear gas rained down
There were dead and wounded still they stood their ground
Days turned into weeks and into a month long war
But the working man won the fight and all they were fighting for
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4. |
Work Till You Die
03:44
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Remember when you could make a decent living working on the factory floor
We’ve seen those days mostly fade away now we’re left the working poor
Do more with less is all they ever say all that matters is the bottom line
Still we’re the rats out here breaking our backs left to die on the line
Chorus
No more hope no hope for glory
Work till you die work till you die
Another chapter in the same old story
Work till you die work till you die
Life goes by in the blink of an eye
Work till you die work till you die
No more hope no hope for glory
Just work till you die
Politicians running this nation say that they’re serving for us
The only thing they serve is the almighty dollar and we’re just an afterthought
In the meantime we’re just scrapping by trying to survive
Every night it’s another fucking scandal more propaganda and lies
Everyday it’s the age old battle of us various them
They do all they can to hold us down still we will never give in
The American worker will always stand strong - stand with out heads held high
Tried and true built to last and we will never say die
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5. |
Tonight
01:54
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Gotta get away from this dirty city man / it’s tearing at my soul
Gotta get away from these liars and drunks / before another day takes its toll
When I look around I see / broken hearts and dying dreams
And it all keeps adding up / to a fucked up future for me
(bridge)
What you gonna do
Where you gonna go
What you doin / where you goin
What the fuck / is goin down
(chorus)
Tonight the music is gonna set my soul free
Tonight tonight I’m gonna leave this bullshit all behind
Tonight the music is gonna set my soul free
Tonight tonight I’m gonna leave this bullshit all behind me
Street lamp light is the only light / I see burning in this night
No fuel for the fire just dead desire / and I don’t think it’ll be alright
You can run and you can run for the rest of your life / but you’re never gonna break away
You just gotta hope you can find the strength / to fight through another day
So many stories from these glass city streets / well they’ve been written in blood
Drunken nights too many bar fights / and white collar corruption
But this is what we have / and this is how we live
Still they take from us every mother fucking day / until we have nothing left to give
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6. |
Locked Out
02:52
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There’s simply nothing left here for me
Just another exiled family
How much more of me do they need to bleed
Cutbacks at a soulless corporation
A plague sweeping across this nation
We stand together trying to fight for our rights
They’re coming for our insurance and our pensions
I’m calling for my brothers intervention
Let’s stand together to try an end this now
No we can’t go back
Not gonna crack
We’re under attack
And we won’t back down
Let’s make our stand tonight
Just one more fight
Time to make things right
And we won’t back down
Morals have gone away
Where the hero’s of yesterday
Does anybody got something to say
We need a return to sanity
Been shamed with apathy
But get up get up take it all back with me
But we can’t go back
Not gonna crack
We’re under attack
And we won’t back down
Let’s make our stand tonight
Just one more fight
To make things right
We won’t back down
They need us we don’t need them
We are more than income
Time to organize and fight
We stand to ether in unity
Turned their backs on community
You closed the doors and locked us out
No we can’t go back
Not gonna crack
We’re under attack
And we won’t back down
Let’s make our stand tonight
Just one more fight
Time to make things right
We won’t back down
I’ve been locked out
I’ve been locked out
I’ve been locked out
And there’s nothing left for me
We’ve been locked out
We’ve been locked out
We’ve been locked out
Don’t try and sell my American dream
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The Old Breed Toledo, Ohio
Glass City Street Punk Rock N Roll! 40+ hour work weeks, driven only by our need to survive. In a time when our country is trying to bury us, we are here to lend a voice to the struggle! They think it'll be easy to stomp out the working class, they are WRONG! This nation was built on blue collar backs, with the blood of the working class and it's time to re-instill this pride to this nation! ... more
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