A Speculative Fiction Lyrics

Propagandhi


publisher: ©OBO APRA/AMCOS
album: Track 1 in album Potemkin City Limits
release date: 2005-10-18
popularity : 3 users have visited this page.
length: 4:15
vocal: Chris Hannah
writer: Chris Hannah, Todd Kowalski, Jord Samolesky

A new iron curtain drawn across the 49th parallel. Cut all diplomatic ties as we expel all American dignitaries and issue a nation-wide travel advisory for any others left inside. Nowhere to run. Nowhere to hide. The burned out shells of south-bound traffic lay strewn along a cold stretch of would-be interstate. Still visible below their charred remains: Pax Americana plates. Your stupid fucking laser-pucks™ were just the start. And while you may stand six full cubits and a span, we got a shepherd’s sling and five stones in our hand and the battle of 1812 lives in our hearts. We don’t care if we’re destroyed. We’ll never capitulate. We’ll take the whole fucking world down with us in flames. Just a speculative fiction. No cause for alarm. We got a good 15 years left ‘til the United We Stand murals on West Broadway finally fade and we wave good-bye to such sad, childish refrains. Replaced with other stupid lullabies like you can have my guns when you pry them from my cold dead hands. Just a speculative fiction. No cause for alarm.

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Track Listing

  • 1 A Speculative Fiction
  • 2 Fixed Frequencies
  • 3 Fedallah’s Hearse
  • 4 Cut Into the Earth
  • 5 Bringer of Greater Things
  • 6 Die Jugend Marschiert
  • 7 Rock for Sustainable Capitalism
  • 8 Impending Halfhead
  • 9 Life at Disconnect
  • 10 Name and Address Withheld
  • 11 Superbowl Patriot XXXVI
  • 12 Iteration