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Bring the War Home (EP)

by Bring the War Home

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1.
People's War 03:00
People's War, time to fight Annihilate the bourgeosie Round them up hunt them down Red terror makes us free Bosses, bankers, landlords, Bullshit politicians Cops, CSIS, army: That's the enemy. Rich stay rich, poor stay poor, what we need is people's war. Rich stay rich, poor stay poor, what we need is people's war. Our country is a prison For millions of oppressed The very land we stand on Is a dividend of theft Entire peoples wiped out For the profit of a few People's war returns it to the dispossessed. Rich stay rich, poor stay poor, what we need is people's war. Rich stay rich, poor stay poor, what we need is people's war. The brutality we built here Is exported all around Extorting super profits And keeps the third-world down We owe it to all peoples To smash it at its source Canada, imperialism Burn it to the ground.
2.
I hate the president And all of his supporters. They want to build an ethno-state And close the fuckin' borders. They've made useful idiots Of liberal reporters. And mobilized an army of Professional deporters. They say it's natural To harbour bigotry. That others have to live in chains If you want to be free. Made it more acceptable In polite society To push for segregation To protect white identity. Don't you fuckin' kid yourself. It could happen here just as easily. Your liberal Canadian smugness, Only serves to help the enemy. We invented concentration camps, And shoot Indigenous kids on our property. Your soft-serve nationalism, Makes you blind to reality. We've got to try and stem the tide Before the window shuts It won't be safe or easy And we've got to show some guts. We've got to make them history No if, ands, or buts. Accelerate white genocide: Kick a Nazi in the nuts.
3.
Bootlicker 03:13
You're the kinda guy who thinks As you stay poor and your pay shrinks The rich deserve everything they get. You could be in charge some day If you just grin and bear it maybe You're every boss's favourite little pet. When they say run you say how fast. You've got your nose right up their ass. You're something of a yes-sir connoisseur. You'd sell out all your friends To further your own ends Because you're a... Bootlicker That's you Bootlicker Lick boots You'd guard the concentration camps Try not to think about The kids that you sent at gun point to their deaths You'd let your own mother die If you could meet your KPI Claim innocence until your final breath Doesn't matter who you screw Evil is banal for you Follow orders, do your job and pray Doesn't matter, wrong or right As long as you can sleep at night Because you're a... Bootlicker That's you Bootlicker Lick boots What is your favourite flavour of leather? What is your favourite flavour of boot? You think that our problems are caused by disorder Your favourite colour is a thin line of blue. What is your favourite flavour of leather? What is your favourite flavour of boot? You'd tell the pigs about all your neighbours Your favourite colour is a thin line of blue. Bootlicker That's you Bootlicker Lick boots
4.
Fight/Fail 02:53
Pushed us to the wall this time and left us with no choice. 1000 single grievances all forged into one voice. You'll treat us like we're people or you'll be dealing with us all. Another trench in the class war Tomorrow's worth fighting for. And we'll stand out on the line until we fall. And we struck on Our resolve was so strong Days turned into weeks and months The battle-lines were drawn. And we struck on Took the boss head on. Was better to have fought and lost, Then to have never fought at all. And there's only so much you can watch your fellow workers take, Before your teeth begin to grind, and your soul begins to shake. The anger turns you red And there's no shortage of it here. Solidarity's the cure that kills the fear. There's no glory in the sleepless nights and endless picket signs. Your bills are coming due and the rent's past the deadline. The struggle takes a toll and then the bosses turn the screw. While today is misery, Tomorrow we'll be free. And we'd do it all again if we had to. And we struck on Our resolve was so strong Days turned into weeks and months The battle-lines were drawn. And we struck on Took the boss head on. Was better to have fought and lost, Then to have never fought at all. And we struck on Our resolve was so strong Days turned into weeks and months The battle-lines were drawn. And we struck on Took the boss head on. Was better to have fought and lost, Then to have never fought at all.
5.
Walking down the street one night Tragic fascist spoof Deadbeat dads in leather jackets Bunch of fucking goofs. Say they're just proud patriots, That Muslims aren't a race. They want to scare some immigrants and put them in their place. Viking bikers on the prowl Praying to Norse gods. Feel real tough behind police lines Hit for hit we like our odds. We know where they live and work Yeah we've got them good. Gonna make sure that their neighbours know there's a Nazi in their neighbourhood. White hoods, red hats, black eyes. White hoods, red hats, black eyes. Better watch your back. The people will attack. We'll smash you like it's 1945. Now here come the cavalry, The frat-boy reject crew. Promised not to touch themselves, Don't know what to do. Say they're 'Western chauvinists', We'll get them in the end. Whiney little Eich-boys, pretending they're Eich-men. Shitty SA wannabes In black and yellow shirts. They've got a secret weapon, They're so stupid that it hurts. All of them are incels, 'Cause all of them are creeps. Grab them by the collar and then twist 'til they're asleep. White hoods, red hats, black eyes. White hoods, red hats, black eyes. Better watch your back. The people will attack. We'll smash you like it's 1945. EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE EVERY GENDER EVERY RACE PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE White hoods, red hats, black eyes. White hoods, red hats, black eyes. Better watch your back. The people will attack. We'll smash you like it's 1945. Every time they take a loss They all turn judge and juror Turning on each other because Each wants to be fuhrer We'll appropriate their banners Tear up their maple leaves Bruised bodies and bruised egos will be all that they receive. The people are united Organized we'll strike. Red fists and feet and flagpoles Will smash up their fourth reich They celebrate a legacy Of genocide and theft We'll make sure that their dying words are: so much for the tolerant left. White hoods, red hats, black eyes. White hoods, red hats, black eyes. Better watch your back. The people will attack. We'll smash you like it's 1945. We'll smash you like it's 1945. We'll smash you like it's 1945.

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released March 20, 2019

All songs and lyrics written by Bring the War Home.

Bring the War Home is Martin, Dael, and 'Gross' Bif.

Recording, mixed and mastered by Mario Pietrangeli at Downtown Sound Recording Studios, Hamilton, Ontario.

Logo, album art, and layout by Cameron McAlpine.

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Bring the War Home Hamilton, Ontario

Revolutionary communist agit-punk from Hamilton, Ontario.

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