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World Without Escape
05:33
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bread soaked in coffee to keep away the hunger
grains of wheat from the side of a field
it was survival for beginners, an education at home
thinking that there has to be something more than this
little brother bundled away in a coffin
there has to be something else
rather hunger while reading
than eat my fill till I could no longer think
I’ll tell you this story
I wish you understanding, dangerous though it be
life without escape in which there was nothing
nothing for it but to fight, fight for an impossible escape
breathing the oppressive air of the prelude to war
revolution in Mexico and Russia’s falling tsar
the great city in rubble, ragpickers and worse
pilfer all you can, no matter your class, as a matter of course
Medved the bear, a trojan horse hanged
bludgeons always out awaiting the May Day crowd
the masses restless and disaffected
outlaws, the anarchists and the CGT
waves of violence and bandits in a car
breathing the oppressive air of the prelude to war
endlessly fleeing, endlessly seeking
a getaway car prowls a city without escape
a world without escape in which there was nothing
nothing for it but to fight, fight for an impossible escape
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The Debt
03:50
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fight the wall in front of us
fight for an impossible escape
slaves killed by hunger
fight the wall in front of us
fight for an impossible escape
slaves blinded by anger
only bored a deeper hole in the rock
for the mine that will blow it all up
slaves to that gold chain wrapped around your neck
dragged down in debt
you get carried away
now you’ll never repay
this debt, this debt that you owe
you settle down, you settle for
this devil, this devil you know
fallen behind, barely started
fallen behind, dragged down in debt
slaves to that gold chain wrapped around your neck
dragged down in debt
it's what keeps you down
it's what keeps you up
this struggle is a very old war
Bonnot is outside, outside waiting
waiting with the getaway car
crime doesn't pay but neither does your job
crime doesn't pay but neither did your job
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The Street
03:13
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there’s a spy living across the hall
listens in whenever there’s a phone call
providing an example of the path not taken
there’s a crowd of people out in the street
they are shouting that no one should be rich
now when grandfather was out in the street
he was shouting no one should be poor
in short life displayed itself to me
varying aspects of degrading captivity
it’s a mean calculation
I’m no good for this machine
there's a crowd of people out in the street...
in father’s house there were portraits on the wall
of the men who were hanged
if we must, if we must die
thou shalt fight back
not the first time knowing hunger
but the first time in a cell
heard of Raymond’s last stand
in defiance of this world
there's a crowd of people out in the street...
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The Prisoner
03:30
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a jug of wine and a walk outside
the prisoner who digs the graves is a lucky man
six cylinders firing but only going one way
another wave of violence and despair began
starving kids in the railway car
looking forward to a prisoner's cell
a jug of wine and a walk outside
the prisoner who digs the graves is a lucky man
punish the effects, leave the sources intact
a nation condemned by its own system
the world without escape, the dance of death
teaching nothing to anyone
punish the effects, leave the sources intact
a nation condemned by its own system
Belleville was the same only sadder and poorer
grains of wheat from the side of a field
bread soaked in coffee, hungry children
little brother goes away in a coffin
a jug of wine and a walk outside
the prisoner who digs the graves is a lucky man
a social system built on ancient injustice
got a job in a print-shop, made up my mind to survive
in the old town where nothing remains in the souls of the passersby
a jug of wine and a walk outside
the prisoner who digs the graves is a lucky man
now which one’s the prisoner
the one who isn’t free
or the one unconscious of captivity?
the world without escape
the dance of death teaching nothing to anyone
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The May Day Orchestra St. Louis, Missouri
The May Day Orchestra was founded in 2008 by songwriter Tim Rakel. The current line-up features drummer Mary DeLeonardis, bassist Jake DeLeonardis and guitarist Charlie Tabing. The band is currently releasing installments of their fourth album.
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