Louder Transition Demos (and Lyrics)
You enclose the commons, you put up the fence.
To survive- have to use it, gotta pay rent
But you mix no labor, you don't occupy,
If I wanna live, gotta sell my time
Absentee ownership, what a fucking farce
Just making life artificially scarce
Burn the leasing office, tear it apart
No more landlords, that'd be a start
Rent is just theft
Rent is just theft
Rent is just theft
C'mon just sell your life
Rent is just theft
Rent is just theft
Rent is just theft
Pay up or die!
It's the sickest goddamn joke I've ever fucking known,
A magic deed and title that says you own,
Basically feudalism, has a nasty ring
Long live the levelers and death to the king!
Rent is just theft
Rent is just theft
Rent is just theft
C'mon just sell your life
Rent is just theft
Rent is just theft
Rent is just theft
Pay up or die!
Worshipping a throne of lies
Laughing while the working class dies
Hey MAGA, you're tripping
But fuck it, we aren't slipping
Do you even know?
This history you're spitting?
Here's a dose of sensibility
You want control? It's called anarchy
But you gotta stop judging by identity
What's your fucking choice?
You think this is the first time?
A scapegoat, you've drawn a line
Do you even know?
What an economic paradigm is?
What's it fucking for?
You say you're putting up a score
Do you even know?
You're dragging us to war
Here's a dose of sensibility
You want control? It's called anarchy
But you gotta stop judging by identity
What's your fucking choice?
Have you ever seen the spikes?
Or what fines await?
When you're just trying to fucking live
I... will... burn... this fucking city to the ground
When... I... see... the crime of you living on the streets
Never homeless again
Promise you, my friend
Never homeless again
Got you till the end
I swear to god, until the fucking end!
So death to the system
Fuck what the landlord says
You are moving in
It'll be ok, we'll find a way
I... will... burn... this fucking city to the ground
When... I... see... the crime of you living on the streets
Never homeless again
Promise you, my friend
Never homeless again
Got you till the end
I swear to god, until the fucking end!
I's not a collapse says the six o'clock news
But look at my savings man they're fucking through
So you go to the next town because you they have the jobs
But its still a corporate desert, a searing heat
And you're still on the streets
you're still on the streets
you're still on the streets
So you make your post and you grab your signs
What else came you do, In these exploitive times?
Now your time is up, Your Bills are due
they get the bailouts, but what about you
Nothing for you
Nothing for you
Nothing for you
Well the resistance is here and the resistance is queer
Fuck it man, we've always been here.
Used to being bashed by the fucking fash
And though they risen up from ashes of the past
And we'll burn it down
We'll burn it down
We'll burn it down
Bring justice to your town
What's the matter, Tranny faggot?
Why are you so depressed?
Should be fucking grateful
That we even grant you sex.
Rich girls will fuck me,
In their lakeside mansion,
But it's never real,
Just their sport of expansion.
A story on being used
On being used
On being used
On being used
Said I was the best thing
To ever happen to you.
But in my dark times,
Was other lovers you ran to.
I&m sorry I&m an addict,
Still a struggle that I face.
Guess I was a fucking fool,
For thinking I could take up space.
A story on being used
On being used
On being used
On being used
Passionate, generous, always to a fault.
Despite all the times getting kicked to the asphalt.
Through it all, I still can't bring myself to ever hate you.
One day I'll love myself as much as…
I loved you.
I loved you.
I loved you.
A story on being used.
A sexual novelty,
You called me a friend.
But that never adds up,
Ever in the end.
Fuck it all, no regrets. Heal the wounds of the past.
One day I'll find something... something that gives back!
A story on being used
On being used
On being used
On being used
Commie gun!
Bought you before the Obama import ban
Commie gun!
No one makes an AK like Izhmash can
Commie gun!
I used to romanticize insurrection
Commie gun!
now I find myself in a different situation
Commie gun!
I wish you could understand what I saw
Commie gun!
From that time I was on run from the law
Commie gun!
I used to romanticize insurrection
Commie gun!
now I find myself in a different situation
In that courtroom, my early 20s
Second bust endangerment with my drunk driving
I was white, I had a lawyer
Two days jail and a PBJ
It went away!
In that courtroom, a young black man
Second bust selling coke and you'll take note
Just never made any claim of pain
But three years must be served and now a family is torn apart
Makes me wanna reach for my
Commie gun!
I used to wish I was as tough as you
Commie gun
From my struggles, I found out it's true
Commie gun!
I used to romanticize insurrection
Commie gun!
now I find myself in a different situation
Found my tribe and found my start
Found a community I'm a part
Found my scene in the dark
Found my family, found my heart
Buried in the woods is what I say
Hopefully there will never come the day
But if I ever have to dig it up
That'll be the day this athiest prays