Lyrics Kleptocracy

 
OXYMORON 4991
 Drum: Kiry  
 Bass: Yano  
 Rhythm Guitars: Adri
 Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Alex
 Keyboards:
Uzzo
 Vocals & Background Vocals: Riz  
(Music by Adri and Words by Riz)
(*) War is peace, freedom is slavery, ignorance is strength.

False Truth, eternal youth,
president worker.
Everything are wrong: oxymoron.

Law for all, glossy insanity,
deafening silence.
Everything are wrong: oxymoron.

Moral honesty, virtual reality,
common thought.
Everything are wrong: oxymoron.

War of peace, smart bombs,
democracy exported.
Everything are wrong: oxymoron.

This is the trick of the Little Brother.

Save your breath:
words have meaning.

What is true is false: false is true

THERE ARE NO HEROES IN MAFIA

This is the trick of the Little Brother

Save your breath:
words have meaning.


(*) Quote: George Orwell Ė 1984
 
PAUPER
 Drum: Kiry  
 Bass: Yano  
 Rhythm and Lead Guitars: Adri
 Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Alex
 Keyboards:
Uzzo
 Vocals: Riz
 Background Vocals: Riz, Yano, Adri
(Music by Adri and Words by Riz)
Join the sect
Better, you can not expect

All you are giving us for food is shit.
Donít go on TV to say how much you're rich.
Enter into my house: the stench of shit.
You donít fuck me with your salesman's pitch.

I'm a pauper,
if it means being against you.

Mess around with what belongs to all.
You preach, but a sinner must confess his fall.
You donít come and lecture me.
What it is good for a CL, it is bad for me.

But too many sheep bleat for you.
Too many people want to be like you.

I'm a pauper,
if it means being against you.

Should I be one of yours?!?
ďIíll let you knowĒ
Tell your mother how much youíre an asshole!
 
 
I'LL KICK YOUR ASS
 Drum: Kiry  
 Bass: Yano  
 Rhythm Guitars: Adri
 Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Alex
 Vocals & Background Vocals: Riz
(Music by Yano and Words by Riz)
 
Sly son of bitch
Are you trying to pull a fast one on me?
What do you try to lie to all these people, to all this time?
Give them a little more 'soma', so they will fall into a irreversible coma

Dirty son of bitch
I know how to recognize you.
Wherever I look I see your followers.
They swallow your instructions to get powers.

Youíll fall to the ground, nasty shit, shit head
And Iíll kick your ass!
When you finish to crawl
Iíll kick your ass again!

Pander son of bitch
Are you fucking your neighbour?
Men trained by the propaganda
they learned quickly how to slander
Your sidekicks wonít want you anymore
if you'll stop licking right asses: whore!

But I donít want you like my boots too much

Youíll fall to the ground, nasty shit, shit head
And Iíll kick your ass!
When you finish to crawl
And Iíll kick your ass again!
 
BREAK MY BLUES
 Drum: Kiry  
 Bass: Yano  
 Rhythm Guitars: Adri
 Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Alex
 Keyboards:
Uzzo
 Vocals and Background Vocals:: Riz
(Music by Adri and Words by Riz)
I could open the door every night
I have the keys to hell
Girl, give me a lethal cocktail
I want relief for not using the keys

Sometimes I look around
I look for someone who comforts me
Nothing attracts me
Iíve finished the fleeting solutions

Please, break my blues

I settle up with the indifference
Even if youíre down,
it makes no difference
Smile for me, Iíll remember your gift

Please, break my blues

 
 
HALLWAYS OF ILLUSIONS
 Drum: Kiry  
 Bass: Yano  
 Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Adri
 Rhythm Guitars: Alex
 Keyboards:
Uzzo
 Vocals and Background Vocals:: Riz
(Music by Adri and Words by Riz)
Can you see that door?
It's nothing but another way in
It's the meeting with the addiction of suffering
You have a flower with no petals in your hands

Depression

Youíve just taken this way
There is no way
to come out well

I know how you feel
Itís getting inside you like a hammer drill.
You can't even use your sex appeal
Donít let it run through your dirty veins

Depression

Youíve just taken this way
There is no way
to come out well

HALLWAYS OF ILLUSIONS

You canít retreat, you canít die

Use your power
Bring out a flower
Steel flowers will grow

HALLWAYS OF ILLUSIONS
 
TIRED AND BORED
 Drum: Kiry  
 Bass: Yano  
 Rhythm Guitars: Adri
 Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Alex
 Keyboards:
Uzzo
 Vocals and Background Vocals:: Riz
(Music by Adri and Words by Riz)
Weíre full of debts to chase the dream,
someone has planned for us
Weíre weak and we donít scream
Weíve missed the last bus

Is life a hidden treasure?
itís only a fake killing pleasure
Yeah, we are
Tired, Bored

To get what you want
you have to harm the weaker.
This is what you have shown us
Kill the truth seeker

Is life a hidden treasure?
itís only a fake killing pleasure
Yeah, we are
Tired, Bored

Since everything is shrunken
Nothing new on the horizon

So everyone is trying to be like them,
Who goes against the system
is forced to misery
you have burned our moral integrity

Is life a hidden treasure?
itís only a fake killing pleasure
Yeah, we are
Tired, Bored

Iím not the expression of my generation.
we share the sloth celebration.
 
RULED BY EVIL MEN
 Drum: Kiry  
 Bass: Yano  
 Rhythm Guitars: Adri
 Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Alex
 Keyboards:
Uzzo
 Piano: Riz
 Vocals and Background Vocals:: Riz
(Music and Words by Riz)
(Plato said: the price good men pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men.)

Ruled by evil men

Disasters,
deaths and tragedies, just biz
Poverty,
pollution and disease, just biz
Governments,
banks and insurance give thanks

Ruled by evil men

Economy in disarray
Everything under control, no delay
No right and
planned ignorance. They play in advance
they give us gossip and football
Around us, they build a wall

Wake up!
Speak up!
Donít give up

stand up against this frame-up
stand up against and forward your claim

Ruled by evil men

Where is
the power of the people
if the people don't use it?
 
WORKING MONKEY
 Drum: Kiry  
 Bass: Yano  
 Rhythm Guitars: Adri
 Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Alex
 Keyboards:
Uzzo
 Vocals and Background Vocals:: Riz
(Music and Words by Yano)
Crushíd by your evil production system
sad song of machinery's my anthem
stuck in your hell, building futility,
eight hours out of twenty-four, my brand new slavíry
six days out of seven 'cause you are in need
you suck my life to satisfy your greed

work
shut up
be good
donít mess around

like a workiní monkey
it's just like you want me
I'm not your workin' monkey
I will not give it for free
Just like a workin' monkey
it's not what I wanna be

the chairman talks about the upward trend
but I can not bear his weight until the end
your wealth by birthright, man sent from God,
talk Ďbout the market. It's another fraud.
six days out of seven 'cause you are in need
you suck my life to satisfy your greed

the first will be the first
I think that this is not flawless
so soon you'll taste
my new monkey business

Work
Shut up
Die
Fight
Shout
Drop da bomb!
 
R.I.P
 Drum: Kiry  
 Bass: Yano  
 Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Adri
 Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Alex
 Keyboards:
Uzzo
 Vocals:: Riz
 Background Vocals:: Riz, Yano
(Music by Adri and Words by Riz)
Rest in peace dear brain
your mission is to follow the crowd
the common thought
not to think aloud

Rest in peace dear brain
remain chained
Rest in peace dear brain
repress the pain

they will tell you what is good
they will tell you what to do
they will tell you where to go
they will tell you what to think

take care of my brain
they will take care of my brain

We are the living dead,
the head goes up and down like a clown
the zombies with the brain to mush
Hush hush

You have to be afraid
Ďcause your child is being born
and you can not afford to fail
repress the pain

they will tell you what is good
they will tell you what to do
they will tell you where to go
they will tell you what to think

take care of my brain
they will take care of my brain

Our brain is very ill
Who pays the bill?
And we eat the blue pill.

Rest in peace dear brain
 
TANK MAN
 Drum: Kiry  
 Bass: Yano  
 Rhythm Guitars: Adri
 Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Alex
 Keyboards:
Uzzo
 Vocals and Background Vocals:: Riz
(Music by Adri and Words by Riz)
"To rebel is right," said Mao Tse Tung.
It is always too early to die young,
nobody pays their share,
so no life is spared.

Everyone knows about Tiananmen Square.
The people don't want to be aware
nobody pays their share,
so no life is spared.

Tank Man has disappeared
Tank Man is gone. That's weird!
He was alone, he could not win,
it was a mortal sin

Our coldness is a capital crime
Following a disaster,
there comes a time,
in which they are silent.
In this, they are masters.

These powerful are the dregs.
They always find a way to digress.
They have cut our legs.
Everytime, they wean us.

Tank Man has disappeared
Tank Man is gone. That's weird!
He was alone, he could not win,
it was a mortal sin.

We don't have the time to forgive
in this nuclear era
Winning alone is a chimera

Let us unite in a non-violent revolution.