Rage against the machine

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Deutsche übersetzung
The Battle of Los Angeles- Testify
The Battle of Los Angeles- Guerrilla Radio
Rage against the machine- Wake up
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Evil Empire- People of the sun
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The Battle of Los Angeles- Calm like a bomb
The Battle of Los Angeles- Mic Check

Rage- "Weisheiten/Gedanken" (Klammern dahinter geben den Namen des Stücks an aus dem sie genommen sind)

Why stand on a silent platform?
Fight the war, fuck the norm! ("Township Rebellion")	
Shackle their minds when they're bent on the cross
When ignorance reigns, life is lost 
("Township Rebellion")
Networks at work, keepin' people calm
Ya know they murdered X
And tried to blame it on Islam
He turned the power to the have-nots
And then came the shot ("Wake up!")
Movements come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements cease
When their heads are flown
'Cause all these punks
Got bullets in their heads
Departments of police, the judges, the feds 
("Wake up!")
Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes
Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library
Line up to tha mind cemetary now
What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an movin'
They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em
While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells
Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells ("Bulls on parade")
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now ("Guerrilla Radio")
They fix the need, develop the taste
Buy their products or get laid to waste
Coca-Cola is back in the veins of Saigon 
And Rambo too, he got a dope pair of Nikes on
And Godzilla pure muthafuckin filler
To keep ya eyes off the real killer ("No shelter-Godzilla Soundtrack") 
The NKPD and CIA keep each other's secrets
The OGBU and DIA never hit their own
The KGB and the FBI are one mind
("Hadda been playing on the jukebox")
Walk unseen past tha graves an tha gates, born without a face
One motive no hope ah, born without a face("Without a face")
Your friendship is a fog
That disappears when the wind redirects
("Snakecharmer")