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What If They Held A Revolution And Nobody Came?

by Ripcordz

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1.
X 03:09
Wandering through the streets on a Saturday night Wondering what could take you, make you feel alright The clubbers and the lovers with their prepackaged smiles Pass right through you, leaving just a trace of their knives What if you were not alone What if you're the great unknown CHORUS We are the boys, we are the girls We are the noise, we are the world We are the youth, we are the truth We are the X, we are the next School's a black hole straining, draining all of your week So doped up on Ritalin we can't even speak What if your existence can't be categorized Feel frustration building right behind your eyes Television shows the families you love to hate Magazine ideals just seem really cut-weight A world designed by boomers obsessed by their fate No room for a generation born too late
2.
Punk Rules 02:13
Jeans are straight and tight, patches placed just right 31-tooth smile, t-shirt from the pile 8:35 and it's so good to be alive The band it has arrived, says you can stage dive Just one reason why Punk Rules The circle pit goes round, circle Punks go down Pull her off the floor, smiles and goes for more The chase is on and how could anything go wrong? Her Docs are cherry red, says she'll give you head Man just one more reason Punk Rules A world apart A tribe, a nation So this is Art? Another reason Punk Rules Your friends drink all your beer, a Norm steals all your gear Cops raid and you ran, passed out in the can A sad end still in sight 'til pit-girl finds the light Slaps you in the head, takes you to her bed Did I mention? Yeah - Punk Rules
3.
D'Oh Canada! 02:06
Our homes were build on native lands The strong conquered the free Ten tinpot tyrants think they command What's it mean to me? They say the people get what they deserve Could it be that someone's holding something in reserve? D'oh Canada The true north lost direction An ad-man saves the day True patriots' beer collections Now the Canadian way They say it our from far and wide And still sell distant dreams, just without the pride D'oh Canada It seems so clear Greatness so near D'oh Canada We stand on guard, we hang around Our hearts refuse to glow We stand on guard, make no sound Go-go with the flow The glory was all meant for you and me The politicians that control it, they're thrown in for free D'oh Canada It seems so weird Greatness to fear D'oh Canada
4.
Nightfall slips down on the 'burbs Cold radiation fills those living rooms A message slips between the words Drink Pepsi, buy GM, go to your doom CHORUS Caught in the glow (as you were) A rainbow monotone (don't go) The sores they start to grow (as you were) And what if you were not alone? Weapons of mass communication Rain down on the lawns and the Bar-B-Qs Hey Miss Mid-America Ever get the feeling you've been used? Ian starts it, Jane joins in François comes along Jackie's there and pretty soon You're a hundred thousand strong A sunrise right between the eyes The birds they bear the red, the white, the blue A new day blooming in the East The stars and stripes they burn without a clue Ian starts it, Laura's there Beth, René and John Alex puts the message out A million more will come Call for change keeps pounding at your door The northern front is now at a roar A friend in deed, a friend and so much more A voice so loud it can't be ignored
5.
Fight Back 04:17
I didn't know, why didn't you tell me? All set to go, head first into history You didn't lie, and still you deceived me No reason why, no call to destiny A gathering of voices, unity of choices The sun looks down in wonder, to sounds of distant thunder A protest built on freedom, not a U.S. kingdom No thought it would tear asunder Tear gas, marching madness Cannons catch peace marchers by surprise No retreat, no error, cops just spread their terror Grandmothers are crying, college kids are flying From free trade standard bearers Marching, still they're marching Still they fill the air with toxic breath CHORUS Tear gas, think fast Escape, too late Regroup, recoup Fight back, attack Teddy bears and slogans met by status quo guns Isolated powers, Gods within their towers Orchestrate war and feeling Madness, caught in sadness Caught in crosshairs that decide our fate What's the message sent home when the government sends out the goons? A round for our side, but there's still so much that's left to do People power shows its face so politics go underground Now's the time to use the system Make them listen Make a sound Tear gas is past Let's hope Let's Go
6.
Let's Go 02:06
The kids are in the street Voting with their feet Powers to defeat Talk for you and me Did you forget why you think you're free Pop a Pepsi, watch it on TV Inside battle lines Secret deals are signed Suits are whined and dined Corporate cops align Spin doctors, they watch the nightly news Can't heal the wounds as they turn the screws Voice raised and then they shout Anarchy in action's all around They're fighting in the street Voting with their feet Cops turn up the heat It don't mean defeat Calls for reason lost amid the sound Peace in pieces, trampled underground
7.
The Fence 03:26
They built it up, it's up to you Seven Ks of barbed wire insults Freedom isn't given, it's a right Take it from us and you know we'll fight It must come down Good fences make good neighbours do they? You can never hear a word I say A line of cops to blocks off our ideas Freedom of speech lost amongst the tears CHORUS Why do you think you know the facts from what you saw on air? Why attack the kids who are the only ones who care? A little lesson in democracy Disention is permitted, but not for you and me A town divided, friends united A freedom found, a torch ignited The symbol of a new agenda Look outside for your defenders The battle lines are drawn It rages on Just hold your ground It must come down
8.
CHORUS Annoy your mom Annoy your dad Annoy 'em all Who tells you what's good, what's fun And who decides what's bad? Oops we missed the school bus Ecstasy awaits us Cops've got our prints now, and all our mugs The Boss and band just so suck The Stones are simply Old Fucks Hello ma, this is my brain on drugs Make your own way Make your own day Make your own fate Cross the line, redefine and excommunicate A little petting peevish Low riders and cleavage Your clogs and Calvin fashion were never cool Want me to be perfect? What if I just can't fit Into a place where you make the rues? Sticks and stones may break your bones But words leave you alone
9.
Stop dear, time to hear fast food philosofear A deep-fried sacrifice will make it clear Bite-size counterspies, we won't believe the lies A ketchup cocktail up between the eyes CHORUS The special of the day Will let the spuds enter the fray Coz you know that we all like our freedom fried One shot in the pot, nuke 'em 'til they're good 'n hot Slice, dice, bad advice is all I've got Don't halt finding fault, add pepper and assault Dumb, deaf, shoot the chef and act appalled Cholesterol has killed my brain Boiling oil will make me sane War is peace we've got to go My television told me so Watch your back we must attack A friendly little tuber snack The menu for the modern world Straight, crinkled, even curled
10.
A friendly smile with hints of nothing to hide We hardly knew you A mohawk high to make the tourists fly Couldn't see through you Found a place where friends surround you No one knew what you planned to do CHORUS Hey, Steve, hope you are near Always there, then gone too soon Hey, Steve, buy you a beer Turn around, you're gone too soon Ready for a rumble on a Saturday night Ready to party until blinded by light Memory murals aren't near enough Wish we knew when things got rough
11.
Paper's piling high The telephone it starts to cry And all I can think of is you The world is rushing by Little fish are getting fried And all I can think of is two Welcome to the working day Folks to meet, bills to pay The clock it moves in slow motion Say that now with more emotion The young, the wasted, the few CHORUS Surrounded and alone Take whatever I am thrown Coz baby is waiting at home Hard to figure, hard to say Let's do lunch another day I'm sure I've got something to do Come on answer Can't you hear the ringing of the bell? The pod people will take your cash And make you feel so swell Touch control, a voice that smoulders Good headset on her shoulders Even my folks would approve Phones ring, bosses yell Daydreams go to Hell Another second gone Don't know if I have won And still all I think of is two The clock an evil notion State that now with more emotion The young, the hasty, the few
12.
Door 9 02:20
Take a chance and take a look behind Door 9 Could it be you'll become a friend of mine? Wanna enjoy, destroy all the rules Come on and find Door 9 Wanna destroy, enjoy all the fools Come on and find Door 9 Corridors are classless if you're taking your time Teenage victims of the latest fashion crimes Wanna enjoy, destroy all the lies Wanna destroy, enjoy 'til I die What if you could find a home? What if you were not alone? An education for the few and the proud Anarchy in action if the doorway allowed Wanna enjoy, destroy and the walls Wanna destroy, enjoy all the stalls Free all the girls and the boys Come on, unite and destroy A world awaits you outside Took a chance and found yourself behind Door 9 Now my friends are yours and yours are mine Wanna enjoy, destroy all the noise Wanna destroy, enjoy all the noise A world awaits you inside
13.
Took the bus from Halifax or Lanaudiere Hop a train in Chicoutimi-Jonquiere Hitch a ride pretty much from anywhere Got a rendez-vous in Berri Square CHORUS Come one, come all to Montreal Welcome all the weekend Punks Your whole life you carry on your back Got your patches all arranged and you're wearing black Take a look at life from the other side Leave your parents well behind Outrun your shadow will you? Outwit the cops Inside is where you find truth Once you start it never stops A squat is home sweet home, a squeegee is your due Dining out with friends at Resto Dans la Rue Come for the Chaos, stay for your life Your old world it ends tonight
14.
Sensible 02:29
She's a sensible woman in sensible shoes Sensible clothing and sensible views Sensible, sensitive, caring and then Some fresh advice from Oprah and she's happy again He's a Conservative man in a conservative suit A conservative party that's no fun to boot Conservative, preservative, knows who should live Knows how to add but forgot to forgive CHORUS It ain't democracy if you think the same way It ain't freedom if we do what you say Stop. Go. I'll never know Why it's all so grey Tried true and pure A future assured Watch the phone, drink alone Style. Smile. Endure.
15.
He's a big fat bruiser, what a loser All elbows and no sense of fun She's a mohawk warrior, nothing worries her And she knows what must be done No need to fight She's got him in her sights And it's slam bam thank-you ma'am Girls in the pit Behaving badly, spinning madly All sweat and strength to forge the mood Friends are drinking, arms are linking A chorus line with attitude Lost in the sound, lost and still found Sugar and spice is all quite nice But she's got some fresh advice Gotta drink them under, speak like thunder Smile and make them pay the price Punk 'til she dies, kiss the boys and make 'em cry

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released January 1, 2003

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Ripcordz Montreal, Québec

Formed in 1980 and been playing ever since. Proud Punks from Montreal. We've played more than 2,500 shows and put out 18 albums. But we're not living in the past. Our new stuff is our best stuff.

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