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| subject : | [Sage Francis]Hey Bobby |
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By the time the flags rotted off of their antennas Ç©´ë¿¡ ´Þ¸° ±ê¹ßÀÌ ½â¾î³»¸± ¶§Âë they were questioning who the real threat is »ç¶÷µéÀº ÁøÂ¥ À§ÇùÀÌ µÇ´Â °ÍÀÌ ¹«¾ùÀÎÁö ¹¯°í ÀÖ¾úÁö Big Brotherly love is the 21st Century's plague Big Brother ÀûÀÎ »ç¶ûÀº 21¼¼±âÀÇ Àü¿°º´ *Big Brother - George Orwell ¼Ò¼³ '1984'¿¡ ³ª¿À´Â, Àý´ë±Ç·ÂÀÚ. no matter how bloody the glove, question evidence displayed Àå°©¿¡ Çǰ¡ ¾ó¸¶³ª ¹¯¾îÀÖµç, Ç×»ó ³ªÅ¸³ Áõ°Å¸¦ µé°í Áú¹®Ç϶ó Don't forget what two plus two equals 2 + 2°¡ ¹ºÁö ÀØÁö¸»°Ô *¼Ò¼³ '1984'¿¡¼± ÈĹݺο¡ Á¤ºÎ¿¡ ÅõÇ×ÇÑ ÁÖÀΰøÀÌ 2+2 = 5¸¦ ¾²´Â Àå¸éÀÌ ³ª¿É´Ï´Ù. Don't let them upgrade your math no matter what they have as proof of evil ±×µéÀÌ ¾ÇÀÇ Áõ°Å·Î ¹«¾ùÀ» ³»¼¼¿ìµç °£¿¡ ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ ¼öÇÐ »ç°í·ÂÀ» ÁöŰ°Ô³ª Remember when they went after the Jewish people? ±×µéÀÌ À¯ÅÂÀÎÀ» µû¶ó°¬À» ¶§ ±â¾ïÇϳª? You don't recognize that same black mask as see through? ¾ÆÁ÷ ÀÌÀü°ú ¶È°°Àº Àú Åõ¸íÇÑ °ËÀº ¸¶½ºÅ©°¡ º¸ÀÌÁö ¾Ê´Â°¡? Attack of the eagles. If they don't fall dead µ¶¼ö¸®µéÀÇ °ø°Ý, ¸¸¾à ³»°Ô ¿À±â Àü¿¡ before they reach me, I'll be damned if I don't shoot one in its bald head ±×µéÀÌ ¾²·¯Á® Á×Áö ¾Ê´Â´Ù¸é, ±âÇÊÄÚ ±× ´ë¸Ó¸®¿¡ ÃѾËÀ» ¹Ú¾Æ³Ö°Ú¾î Fuck what we're force fed. All I ever wanted ¾ïÁö·Î ¸ÔÈ÷´Â °ÍÀº ¿³¸Ô¾î, ³»°¡ ¿øÇÑ °ÍÀº was a warm bed and a house that wasn't haunted µû¶æÇÑ Ä§´ë¿Í ±Í½Åµé¸®Áö ¾ÊÀº ÁýÀ̾úÀ»»Ó I'd rather die for a cause than to die just because ³ ÀÌÀ¯ÀÖ´Â Á×À½À» ¿øÇØ, ÀüÀï¿¡ °Á¦·Î we exhaust natural resources forced into wars ³¶ºñµÇ¾î¹ö¸° õ¿¬ÀÚ¿øµé¿¡ ÀÇÇØ restoring wasteful ways, keeping other countries poor ÇÑ ³ª¶ó°¡ °¡³ÇØÁö°í, ±× »çÀÌ¿¡¼ Á×´Â °É ¿øÄ¡ ¾Ê¾Æ "Monkey see, Monkey do" I wonder what those fucking monkeys saw "¿ø¼þÀÌ´Â º»´ë·Î µû¶óÇÑ´Ù" ±× ¿ø¼þÀ̵éÀº °ú¿¬ ¹«¾ó º¸¾Ò´Â°¡ Keep rethinking the still-frames in your mind ³× ¸¶À½ ¼Ó ´Ü´ÜÇÑ Æ² ¼Ó¿¡¼ °è¼Ó »ý°¢À» ÇÏ¸é¼ and guarantee they will change with time ±× ƲÀÌ ½Ã°£ÀÌ È帣¸é ¹Ù²ð °ÍÀ» Àå´ãÇ϶ó Your outline is pixelated with poor resolution while ³× ¿Ü°û¼±Àº º¼Ç°¾ø´Â °á½ÉÀ¸·Î ±×·ÁÁ³°í downtime is simply wasted. You were born execution style ÈÞ½Ä ½Ã°£Àº »ç¶óÁ³À¸´Ï. ³Í ž ¶§ºÎÅÍ »çÇü¼ö Head first in a trial. I'll second the motion ¸ÕÀú ÀçÆÇ¿¡ ¸Ó¸®¸¦ ³»¹ÐÁö. ³ ±×µéÀÇ °áÁ¤¿¡ Âùµ¿ÇØ 'Til the jury's bored to death and puts your neck in a notion ¹è½É¿øÀÌ Áö·çÇÑ ³ª¸ÓÁö ³ÊÀÇ ¸ñ¿¡ ´ëÇØ »ý°¢Çغ¼ ¶§±îÁö The situation's volatile. A naked problem child ÀÌ »óȲÀº ÀϽÃÀûÀÌÁö. ¹ß°¡¹þÀº ¹®Á¦¾Æ´Â is trying to find the right clown costume to make his father smile ±×ÀÇ ¾Æ¹öÁö¸¦ ¹Ì¼ÒÁþ°Ô ¸¸µé¸¸ÇÑ ±¤´ë¿ÊÀ» ã°í ÀÖ±º So he bombs while he tries to tell jokes ÀÌÁ¦ ±×´Â ÆøÅºÀ» ¶³¾î¶ß¸®¸ç ³ó´ãÀ» °Ç³×°ÚÁö This ain't a false alarm, can't you smell the smoke? À̰ÍÀº °ÅÁþÀÌ ¾Æ³Ä, ¿¬±â ³¿»õ¸¦ ´À³¢Áö ¸øÇϴ°¡? You're in the line of fire where they buy and sell votes ³Ê´Â »ç¶÷µéÀÌ Ç¥¸¦ »ç°í ÆÄ´Â ±× ÇöÀå¿¡ ¼ÀÖ¾î Our sense of liberty doesn't ring true, stupid, that's why the bell broke ÀÚÀ¯¿¡ ´ëÇÑ °¨°¢Àº Áø½ÇÀ» ¿ï¸®Áö ¾Ê³×, ¹Ùº¸, ±×·¡¼ º§Àº °íÀå³ °Í Trench coat Mafiosos propel rocks ·ÕÄÚÆ®¸¦ ÀÔÀº ¸¶ÇǾƴ ¡º´ÇÏ·¯ ¿Â at recruitment officers and rebel against cops °ø¹«¿ø¿¡°Ô µ¹À» ´øÁö°í °æÂû¿¡°Ô ¹Ý±â¸¦ µé¾úÁö 'Til they hurdle infinite circles in small cell blocks ±×·¯´Ù °¨¹æ¿¡ °¤Çô ¹«ÇÑÈ÷ ¿øÀ» ±×¸®¸ç µ¹°Ô µÅ Turtle upon turtle 'til they're all shell shocked °ÅºÏÀÌ À§¿¡ ½×ÀÎ °ÅºÏÀÌ, ±×µéÀº ¸ðµÎ ÀüÀïÀÇ Èñ»ýÀÚ This so-called president got elected in a court room ¼ÒÀ§ ´ëÅë·ÉÀ̶ó ÇÏ´Â ÀÌ Àι°Àº ¹ýÁ¤¿¡¼ »ÌÇûÁö With the war efforts of pops he inherited a fortune ¾Æ¹öÁö°¡ ¾Ö½á ¹ú¸° ÀüÀïÀ¸·Î ±×´Â ºÎ±Í¸¦ ¹°·Á¹Þ¾Ò¾î We "talk, talk, talk..." so the veterans of war assume ¿ì¸° "¾ê±â, ¾ê±â, ¾ê±â" »Ó.., ±×·¡¼ ÀüÀï Çö¿ªµéÀº the revolution stopped. This ain't a protest tune Çõ¸íÀÌ ±×Ä£ ÁÙ ¾Ë°í ÀÖÁö, ÀÌ ³ë·£ ÀúÇ× °¡¿ä°¡ ¾Æ³Ä "Hey, Bobby...the Masters are back. They're up to no good just like the old days "À̺Á, Bobby.. ÁÖÀÎÀÌ µ¹¾Æ¿Ô´Ù³×. ÀÌÀüó·³ ³ª»Û »ý°¢¸¸ Çϰí ÀÖÁö They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. They played dead when you stood over their grave ³×°¡ ¹«´ý¿¡ ã¾Æ°¬À»¶§ ±×µéÀº ´ÜÁö Á×ÀºÃ´ÇÑ °Í »ÓÀ̾ú¾î, Bobby. ´ÜÁö Á×ÀºÃ´ÇÑ °Í »ÓÀ̾ú¾î "Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. It's our turn to stand over their grave "À̺Á, Bobby.. °³ÀڽĵéÀÌ µ¹¾Æ¿Ô´Ù³×. ÀÌÁ¦ ¿ì¸®°¡ ±×µéÀÇ ¹¦Áö¿¡ ¼³ Â÷·Ê I'm a do it right this time...I'm awake...I'm a wait until their fuckin' skin decays." À̹ø¿£ Á¦´ë·Î ÇÒ°Ô.. ±ú¾î³µÀ¸´Ï... ±×µéÀÇ ÇǺΰ¡ ½âÀ»¶§±îÁö ±â´Ù¸®¸®" You can't roam a lost land as the last existing dinosaur ¸¶Ä¡ ¸¶Áö¸· ³²Àº °ø·æÃ³·³ ÀÒ¾î¹ö¸° ´ëÁö¸¦ ¹æÈ²ÇÒ ¼ø ¾øÁö There's no escaping ass kickings in these times of war ÀüÀïÀÌ ¹ú¾îÁö´Â ÀÌ ½Ã±â¿¡, Å»ÃâÀ̶õ ¾øÁö replacing apples with hospitals...where doctors are hostile »ç°ú³ª¹«¸¦ »Ì°í º´¿øÀ» ¼¼¿ö.. ÀÇ»çµéÀº Àû´ë½É »Ó Killing two pterodactyls with one fossil ȼ® Çϳª·Î µÎ ¸¶¸®ÀÇ ÇÁÅ×·Î´ÚÆ¿(ÀÍ·æ)À» ¸ÂÃ豺 I got you. If they don't fall dead ÀÌÇØÇØ. ¸¸¾à ±×µéÀÌ Á×Áö ¾Ê¾Ò´Ù¸é Before they reach me, I'll be damned if I don't shoot one in it's bald head ³»°Ô ¼ÕÀ» ´ë±â Àü¿¡, ´ë¸Ó¸®¿¡ ÃѾËÀ» ¹ÚÁö ¾ÊÀ¸¸é ±âºÐÀÌ ¹¹ °°°ÚÁö Fuck what we're force fed. All I ever wanted ¾ïÁö·Î ¸ÔÈ÷´Â À½½ÄÀº Áý¾îÃÄ. ³»°¡ ¿øÇÑ °ÍÀº Was a warm bed...and house that wasn't haunted µû¶æÇÑ Ä§´ë.. ±×¸®°í ±Í½Åµé¸®Áö ¾ÊÀº Áý Thumb through novels to have your fingerprints match ¼Ò¼³À» ÀÐÀ¸¸ç ÆäÀÌÁö¸¦ ³Ñ±ä ¼Õ°¡¶ôÀº Áö¹® äÃë¿ëÀÌ µÅ The description of criminals committing innocent acts ±ÇÃÑÀ» µé°í ±â¾î´Ù´Ï´Â °Ô Áö°Ü¿î ½Ã¹ÎµéÀ» À§ÇØ of compassion for tired civilians crawling with pistols ÂøÇÑ ¹üÁ˸¦ ÀúÁö¸¥ ¹üÁËÀÚµé·Î½á µ¿Á¤½ÉÀ» ¾ò¾î While we fire million dollar warning missals ¿ì¸®´Â °æ°í ¹Ì»çÀÏ¿Í ÇÔ²² 100¸¸ ´Þ·¯¸¦ ¹ß»çÇϰí Àִµ¥. Force the issues in the back of your head where eyes roll ´Ù½Ã ´«ÀÌ µ¹¾Æ°£ ¸Ó¸® ¼ÓÀ¸·Î ÁÖÁ¦¸¦ ¹Ð¾î³Ö³× Brain wash yourself out of that mind control ¾î¼ ¸¶Àεå ÄÜÆ®·Ñ¿¡¼ ¹þ¾î³ªµµ·Ï ÀÚ½ÅÀ» ¼¼³ú½ÃÄÑ Or act a fool like you're told ¾Æ´Ï¸é µéÀº ´ë·Î ¹Ùº¸Ã³·³ ÇൿÇϰÚÁö But we won't see no type of justice 'til that bitch removes the blindfold ÇÏÁö¸¸ Àú ³âÀÌ ¾È´ë¸¦ Ç®Áö ¾Ê´Â ÀÌ»ó Á¤ÀǶõ º¼ ¼ö ¾øÀ»Å×Áö *Á¤ÀÇÀÇ ¿©½Å»óÀº ¾È´ë¸¦ ¹°í Àú¿ïÀ» Áã°í ÀÖ´Â ¸ð½ÀÀ» Çϰí ÀÖÁÒ. ¿ø·¡´Â »óȲ¿¡ ÈÖ¸»¸®Áö ¾Ê°Ú´Ù´Â °ÍÀ» »ó¡ÇÔ. This ain't a "Love it or leave it," it's a "Change it or lose it." ÀÌ°Ç "½È´Ù¸é ¶°³ª¶ó"°¡ ¾Æ´Ñ, "º¯ÇÏ±â ½È´Ù¸é »ç¶óÁ®¶ó"¶ó³× I'll never sing the anthem of a nation who never faces the music À½¾ÇÀ» ¹Ù¶óº¸Áö ¾Ê´Â ³ª¶óÀÇ ±¹°¡´Â ºÎ¸£Áö ¾Ê°Ú¾î Chasing an ever-elusive caveman »óÇ¥°¡ ºÙ¿©Áø ¹Ì·¡·Î ¿©ÇàÀ» in space ships that makes trips to the futures that are name-brand ¶°³¯ ¼ö ÀÖ´Â ¿ìÁÖ¼±À» Ÿ°í, ±×´ëµéÀº ¿µ¿øÈ÷ µµ¸ÁÄ¡´Â µ¿±¼ÀεéÀ» ÂѴ±º Faking progress...but we ain't advanced ¼ÓÀÓ¼öÀÇ °úÁ¤.. Ç㳪 ¿ì¸° Á¶±Ýµµ ³ª¾ÆÁöÁö ¾Ê¾ÒÁö Enough to change the posture of our ape stance? ±×Àú À¯ÀοøÀÇ ÀÚ¼¼¸¦ ¹Ù²Ü Á¤µµ¿´À»±î? They've got the key to the city but they prefer the break-in entry ±×µéÀº µµ½ÃÀÇ ¿¼è¸¦ °¡Á³Áö¸¸, ºÒ¹ý ÃâÀÔÀ» ¿øÇØ Duck and weave, I'm shedding light in their shadow box to make it empty ¾þµå·Á, ³ª´Â ±×µéÀÇ ±×¸²ÀÚ »óÀÚ¿¡ ºûÀ» »Ñ·Á ¸ðµç°É Áö¿ïÅ×´Ï "Hey, Bobby...the Masters are back. They're up to no good just like the old days "À̺Á, Bobby.. ÁÖÀÎÀÌ µ¹¾Æ¿Ô´Ù³×. ÀÌÀüó·³ ³ª»Û »ý°¢¸¸ Çϰí ÀÖÁö They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. They played dead when you stood over their grave ³×°¡ ¹«´ý¿¡ ã¾Æ°¬À»¶§ ±×µéÀº ´ÜÁö Á×ÀºÃ´ÇÑ °Í »ÓÀ̾ú¾î, Bobby. ´ÜÁö Á×ÀºÃ´ÇÑ °Í »ÓÀ̾ú¾î "Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. It's our turn to stand over their grave "À̺Á, Bobby.. °³ÀڽĵéÀÌ µ¹¾Æ¿Ô´Ù³×. ÀÌÁ¦ ¿ì¸®°¡ ±×µéÀÇ ¹¦Áö¿¡ ¼³ Â÷·Ê I'm a do it right this time...I'm awake...I'm a wait until their fuckin' skin decays." À̹ø¿£ Á¦´ë·Î ÇÒ°Ô.. ±ú¾î³µÀ¸´Ï... ±×µéÀÇ ÇǺΰ¡ ½âÀ»¶§±îÁö ±â´Ù¸®¸®" Attack of the eagles. If they don't fall dead µ¶¼ö¸®µéÀÇ °ø°Ý. ¸¸¾à ±×µéÀÌ Á×Áö ¾Ê¾Ò´Ù¸é Before they reach me, I'll be damned if I don't shoot one in it's bald head ³»°Ô ¼ÕÀ» ´ë±â Àü¿¡, ´ë¸Ó¸®¿¡ ÃѾËÀ» ¹ÚÁö ¾ÊÀ¸¸é ±âºÐÀÌ ¹¹ °°°ÚÁö Fuck what we're force fed. All I ever wanted ¾ïÁö·Î ¸ÔÈ÷´Â À½½ÄÀº Áý¾îÃÄ. ³»°¡ ¿øÇÑ °ÍÀº Was a warm bed... µû¶æÇÑ Ä§´ë.. There's nothing scarier than the human stories I tell ghosts À¯·Éµé¿¡°Ô ¸»ÇÏ´Â Àΰ£ÀÇ À̾߱⸸й«¼¿î °ÍÀÌ ¾øÁö Chilling accounts with my tongue frozen to bed posts ½Î´ÃÇÑ ¼³¸í ¼Ó¿¡ ³» Çô´Â ħ´ë ±âµÕ¿¡ ¾ó¾îºÙ¾î The catharses of carcasses whenever threats are close À§ÇùÀÌ »ç¶óÁü¿¡¼ ¿À´Â ½ÃüµéÀÇ Ä«Å¸¸£½Ã½º´Â Shows a heartlessness that doesn't register on stethoscopes ûÁø±â·Î '³ÃÇ÷Àΰ£'À» ±ÔÁ¤ÇÒ ¼ö ¾øÀ½À» º¸¿©ÁÖ³× Sell your hopes for a homeland security chart °íÇâÀÇ ¾ÈÀü üũ Â÷Æ®¿¡ Èñ¸ÁÀ» ÆÈ¾Ò±º 'Til your sense of self is broke and no man's pure in the heart Àھư¡ ºÎ¼Áö¸é ¾Æ¹«µµ ¼ø¼öÇÑ ½ÉÀåÀ» °¡Áú ¼ö ¾ø°ÚÁö Preventive detention for the folks who never left home ÁýÀ» ¶°³ Àû ¾ø´Â À̵鿡°Ô ¹üÁË ¿¹¹æ ¿ÜÃâ ±ÝÁöÇüÀ» ³»·Á Tensions have grown into a 24/7 red zone ±äÀåÀº ¸ÅÀÏ Áö¼ÓµÇ´Â À§ÇèÁö´ë ¼Ó¿¡¼ ÇǾ³× Scare tactics...have got you under control °ÌÀ» ÁÖ´Â Àü·«.. ³Í ±×°Í¿¡ ÈÖ¸»·È¾î The fear factors of a color code. The uppers know ÄÚµåÀÇ »ö±òÀÌ ÁÖ´Â µÎ·Á¿ò. »óºÎ´Â ¾Ë¾Æ They can't hold you down without having anchors attached ´éÀ» ´ÞÁö ¾ÊÀ¸¸é ³Í °¡¸¸È÷ ÀÖÀ»¼ö ¾øÀ½À» "It's all the same." Nah, balls and chains on ankles don't match "¹¹µçÁö ¶È°°Áö" ¾Æ´Ï, ¹ß¸ñÀÇ ¼è»ç½½°ú ö±¸ÀÇ »çÀÌÁî´Â ¸ÂÁö ¾Ê´Â°É So drag your torso back to the off road ±×·¯´Ï ´Ù½Ã µµ·Î ¹ÛÀ¸·Î ¸öÀ» ²ø°í ³ª°¡ We may have lost the fashion battle but we ain't lost the wardrobe ÀüÀïÀº Á³À»Áö ¸ô¶óµµ ¾ÆÁ÷ ¿ÊÀåÀº ÀÖÀݾÆ? Go window shopping for your next free meal ´ÙÀ½ °øÂ¥ ½Ä»ç¸¦ ÁÙ ¶§±îÁö À©µµ¿ì ¼îÇÎÀ» Çϱ⸦ Cuz when we start the revolution all you'll probably do is steal Çõ¸íÀÌ ½ÃÀÛµÇ¸é ¾îÂ÷ÇÇ ´ç½ÅÀÌ ÇÏ´Â°Ç µµµÏÁú »ÓÀÏÅ×´Ï "Hey, Bobby...the Masters are back. They're up to no good just like the old days "À̺Á, Bobby.. ÁÖÀÎÀÌ µ¹¾Æ¿Ô´Ù³×. ÀÌÀüó·³ ³ª»Û »ý°¢¸¸ Çϰí ÀÖÁö They played dead when you stood over their grave, Bobby. They played dead when you stood over their grave ³×°¡ ¹«´ý¿¡ ã¾Æ°¬À»¶§ ±×µéÀº ´ÜÁö Á×ÀºÃ´ÇÑ °Í »ÓÀ̾ú¾î, Bobby. ´ÜÁö Á×ÀºÃ´ÇÑ °Í »ÓÀ̾ú¾î "Hey, Bobby...them bastards are back. It's our turn to stand over their grave "À̺Á, Bobby.. °³ÀڽĵéÀÌ µ¹¾Æ¿Ô´Ù³×. ÀÌÁ¦ ¿ì¸®°¡ ±×µéÀÇ ¹¦Áö¿¡ ¼³ Â÷·Ê I'm a do it right this time...I'm awake...I'm a wait until their fuckin' skin decays." À̹ø¿£ Á¦´ë·Î ÇÒ°Ô.. ±ú¾î³µÀ¸´Ï... ±×µéÀÇ ÇǺΰ¡ ½âÀ»¶§±îÁö ±â´Ù¸®¸®" |
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