Killing In The Name Of!

Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Huh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya 
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
But now you do what they told ya
Well now you do what they told ya

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites

Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Some of those that work forces, are the same that burn crosses
Uggh!

Killing in the name of!
Killing in the name of

And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control (7 times)
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya, now you're under control
And now you do what they told ya!

Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they're the chosen whites
Come on!

Yeah! Come on!

Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me!
Motherfucker!

Uggh!

Pride by Living Colour

Pride
Will Calhoun

When I speak out loud
You say I'm crazy
When I'm feeling proud
You say I'm lazy
Take time to understand, I'm an equal man

You like our hair
You love our music
Our culture's large, so you abuse it
I look around and see the true reality

Chorus:
History's a lie that they teach you in school
A fraudulent view called the golden rule
A peaceful land that was born civilized
Was robbed of its riches, its freedom, its pride

When I'm at work you say I'm great
You watch and ponder, but can you relate?
Inviting eyes hands drop, when the music stops
Don't ask us why I play this music
It's my culture, so naturally I use it
I state my claim to say, it's here for all to play

Chorus

It's time for a change
Concepts rearrange
Can't you feel my rage...
It's up to you to seek the truth
To know your history, the difference between me and you
Relate to me as me, not what you see on TV

Chorus

I'd love to change the world

Everywhere is freaks and hairies
 Dykes and fairies, tell me where is sanity
 Tax the rich, feed the poor
 Till there are no rich no more

 I'd love to change the world
 But I don't know what to do
 So I'll leave it up to you

 Population keeps on breeding
 Nation bleeding, still more feeding economy
 Life is funny, skies are sunny
 Bees make honey, who needs money, monopoly

 I'd love to change the world
 But I don't know what to do
 So I'll leave it up to you

 World pollution, there's no solution
 Institution, electrocution
 Just black and white, rich or poor
 Them and us, stop the war

 I'd love to change the world
 But I don't know what to do
 So I'll leave it up to you

 Songwriters: ALVIN LEE

Cuando Te Decidas Por El Crimen...

Once that you've decided on a killing. First you make a stone of your heart. And if you find that your hands are still willing. Then you can turn a murder into art. There really isn't any need for bloodshed. You just do it with a little more finesse If you can slip a tablet into someone's coffee. Then it avoids an awful lot of mess. chorus Because it's murder by numbers. one two three. It's as easy to learn as your ABC. Murder by numbers. one two three. It's as easy to learn as your ABCDE. Now if you have a taste for this experience. And you're flushed with your very first success. Then you must try a twosome or a threesome. And you'll find your conscience bothers you much less. Because murder is like anything you take to. It's a habit-forming need for more and more. You can bump off every member of your family. And anybody else you find a bore. (chorus) Now you can join the ranks of the illustrious. In history's great dark hall of fame. All our famous killers were industrious. At least the ones that we all know by name. But you can reach the top of your profession. If you become the leader of the land. For murder is the sport of the elected. And you don't need to lift a finger of your hand. Because it's murder by numbers. one two three. It's as easy to learn as your ABC. Murder by numbers. one two three. It's as easy to learn as your ABCDE. One two three. ABC. One two three. ABC. One two three. ABC. Because it's murder by numbers. one two three. It's as easy to learn as your ABC. Murder by numbers. one two three. It's as easy to learn as your ABCDE.

He sewed his eyes shut because he is afraid to see He tries to tell me what I put inside of me He's got the answers to ease my curiosity He dreamed a God up and called it Christianity God is dead and no one cares If there is a hell I'll see you there He flexed his muscles to keep his flock of sheep in line He made a virus that would kill off all the swine His perfect kingdom of killing, suffering and pain Demands devotion atrocities done in his name God is dead and no one cares If there is a hell I'll see you there Your God is dead and no one cares If there is a hell I'll see you there God is dead and no on cares If there is a hell I'll see you there Your God is dead And no one cares (Drowning in his own hypocrisy) If there is a hell I'll see you there (Burning with your God in humility)