The International Conspiracy to Push You Down

by Anti-Everything

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released November 16, 2009

Recorded and Mixed by Maarten Manmohan at Random Design Studios, Trinidad and Tobago.
Mastered by Dan Coutant at Sun Room Audio, NY.

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Track Name: Way Too Long
Don’t you try to convince me that submission was ever an option
because I’m on a relentless fucking mission
to bring down your whole administration,
and that's why I say "fuck your options"
and fuck your pace

because you think your never wrong and you kick us when we're down
and get away with what you've done, but we've been pushed down for way to long

sit back, fuck off, and fear the fist of resistance, watch it crush your face of oppression
it's not simple to satisfy your obsession for the spread of conformity without question

When you think your never wrong, and you kick us when we're down to the ground
and get away with what you've done, but we've been pushed down for way too...
No! ...we've been pushed down for too fucking long

for way too long...
I raise a fist of resistance, after too fucking long
Track Name: System Minus Structure
…and if our government was meant to govern men, then why do we insist on murder when
none of these targets pass the test to be a terrorist behind the office desk

I know someone who is listening works from nine to five at some corrupt corporate company (fuck you!)
You’re a terrorist to me...

and if there is a god above, then it will bring me to tears, because if there is a father in heaven,
how do criminals get elected for four more years?
…four more fuckign years

so system minus structure won't you find a theory to justify yourself
dear system minus structure won't you tell me what model justifies your state?
your state...

and so why should I obey all of the policies, to support the agenda of a corrupt regime
sell my soul for a track on the record machine, just to join all the voices that sing

if there is a devil in hell, and evil on earth lets him strive
if evil things all belong in hell, then why the fuck are you still alive?

take a model, take a theory; spin it out of control
just to see what really happens in the real world
just to find out the true product of lies in democracy
well here are the results of your experiment:
behind fascist lies, behind corporate ties, behind the hypocrite’s smile, behind fascist lies

and so why should I obey all of the policies, to support the agenda of a corrupt regime
sell my soul for a track on the record machine, just to join all the voices that sing
and if there is a god above, then it will bring me to tears, because if there is a father in heaven,
how do criminals get elected (by the people, and for the people) for four more years?
…four more fucking years

take a nation's system and turn into an abomination
through all of your bad decisions; elected for four more years
Track Name: Everyday Citizen
This is the story of an everyday citizen

mass production, second only to consumption
it's what the white collar criminals all what you to believe
but the reality of the situation is that irrespective of your social condition
everyone is entitled to equal rights and due process (so learn to respect it now)

so well pick a side, choose to fight, stand up and realize
that the power is in the hands of the everyday citizen
to pick up yourself and make a change
in the name of revolution now we're fighting the state
so we try to convince them that their system has failed
but the propaganda machine has infected their brains

so we sing “woe...society!”
whatever happened to the concept of humanity?
all the blood that's shed today when competition replaces human integrity

western corporations benefit from culture crisis
generations of today isolated, indecisive
from any sense of community identity (when profit is the leader supreme)

they’ve convinced the population that there’s no escape
for their redefinition of justice - it's insane!
so we exercise our rights, finally decide, choose to think, to the brink
of rationality and your ability to craft a new reality

and we sing “woe...society!”
whatever happened to the concept of humanity?
all the blood that's shed today when competition replaces human integrity

woe...society!
whatever happened to the concept of humility?
the fucking hatred that is spread today when competition replaces human solidarity
Track Name: Punk Rock Sucks
One, two, four, seven, zero, pi

This fucking song is only two minutes long
The only good part is the chorus
Where we can all sing along when it goes something like

(woh oh..) Punk Rock fucking sucks
(woh oh..) Punk Rock fucking sucks
(woh oh..) Punk Rock fucking sucks
(woh oh..) Punk Rock fucking sucks
And in case you didn’t realize, so does this song
…just like this song

(Today’s lesson is)
You take three simple chords and come up with a riff
Write a chorus, a verse and a bridge
And if all of them sound like shit then hopefully you’ll start a pit

(woh oh..) Punk Rock fucking sucks
(woh oh..) Punk Rock fucking sucks
(woh oh..) Punk Rock fucking sucks
(woh oh..) Punk Rock fucking sucks
And in case you didn’t realize, so does this band
…just like this band

I think you’re a fucking idiot if you like this song
And you have to be a stupid fucking asshole if you like this band
Track Name: New Generation
Son ever since you were young, your father told you “Boy you owe your country!”
But now that you’ve grown up you realize that the state doesn’t care about you
Girl ever since you were young, your mother told you to respect authority
But now that you’ve grown up you know that you answer to no one but yourself

So make way for the New Generation (New Generation!)
So make way for the New Generation (We’re redefining revolution)
So make way for the New Generation (New Generation!)
Make way for the New Generation (Youth culture as a social movement)

Because I don’t need you to tell me how to act, what to think
What to do, when to breath, how to live my life; because I choose my own path

Girl ever since you were young, your parents told you “Girl you know your destiny!”
Go to school and get a job, work from eight to four for the rest of your life now
Pay your income tax and cooperate pension plans for retirement
Because employment is your only duty
But now that you’ve grown up you know that your life and your labour belong to you

Youth culture – as a social movement
Only the youth of our nation can fight to take the power back

Because we don’t need you to tell us how to act, what to think, what to do, when to breath
Define our own destiny; because we choose our own path in life, love
Freedom, justice and equality for all

Ever since you were a child you were classified and prescribed a social identity
But there’s no escape from the direction you take and the decisions you make
So consider every choice very wisely
Burning down all the prejudice, and the sexist racists; never compromise your individuality
So now that you’ve grown up you know that your future and your culture is defined by you

So make way for the New Generation (redefining revolution)
Make way for the New Generation (arts and culture as an intellectual movement)

Because we don’t need you to tell us how to act, what to think, what to do, when to breath
Define our own destiny; because we choose our own path
Track Name: Straight Up
this is how I interpret all the highs I can't sustain
straight up I go against the fucking grain
making all decisions based on logic, try to disregard pride
so straight up I go against the tide

and now it seems as if can't fall from here
as sanctification slowly draws me nearer to
all the battles through which I have been
and I’m almost home

I’m almost home...

as the brightness of the future somehow shines out the dull past
life lost, love lost, and random rates that seemed to fast
try to keep me down but I’m too fixed, for your trap
walk two steps forward when pushed one step back

and now it seems as if can't fall from here
as sanctification slowly draws me nearer to
all the battles through which I have been
and I’m almost home

I’m almost home...

as the brightness of the future somehow shines out the dull past
life lost, love lost and random rates that seem to fast

and now it seems as if I can't fall from here again
Track Name: Organic
This is an organic creation of everything that goes on beneath the surface
This is an organic creation of everything that you fail to notice

When you run away from everything and expect it all to disappear
I walk to the ocean side to look for your reflection, but

you will never taste freedom again
and you will never walk by my side
...never walk by my side
you will never know, and taste freedom again
and you will never know, and walk by my side

but so much for me and yesterday, I fell, around to the bottom of me
and to the bottom of you we said "I fell all around me"

and it failed to make any sense, but in the end it will seem so clear
a single value that governs your existence, a single memory that disappears when

you will never taste freedom again
and you will never walk by my side
you will never know, and taste freedom again
and you will never know, and walk by my side

one day we will drink wine from the river banks
and tomorrow, you may just see the sky through the dark clouds of your mind
one day, we will fall together; we will fall
and I will sleep and die in the fire

…and in the fire of it all we die

this is organic, this is a waste of time, this is a product of infinite repetition
there is/are no _______, and all that is left is this one single equation
(this will restart)
Track Name: Cotton Sea
You’re drifting away on a bed made of broken glass
Try so hard to fall off, try so hard not to drown again
Try so hard not to come down, try so hard not to forget
On this calm sea I feel not regret
On a parallel level you never have to step

Chaotic faces took this prison cell, turned it into something beautiful
Took this prison cell, turned into something…

With these broken wings…
These plastic wings…
I’m sinking in

Slip again, fall again, drown again, but don’t cut your self
On this broken raft just watch me slip again, fall again, and drown again
Through these decayed cells I forget myself
On this broken raft I forget myself

With these broken wings that have become me
I’m sinking into this Cotton Sea

Into this Cotton Sea

Every day, everywhere, memories that go nowhere
Until we find the courage to face our fears, and then the tide will carry me home

Never will I be me…
We say “never will I be me”

Do you remember the days when were young and naïve
To think that life and love would last forever
Now the sands wash away with time, and the shoreline recedes
So drown all of your perceptions, as the undertow will carry you home

You wasted your whole life living it all in fear
Sailing away on a bed made of broken glass
Never again, never again, never
Never, will I be me
Track Name: Watch Out For The Shrapnel!
There’s a bomb in this song and it’s going to go off
Intellectual explosion of alternative opinions
In 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0
Boom!
Track Name: Gravity On Hold
Scream "Freedom!", and raise your fucking fist in the air
all of you who claim to have a care for the everyday blood that's shed in the name of propaganda

the modern will of man seems to go nowhere, loss of identity in a hypocrite's society
psychological attacks, in the burning city streets, one more hit for free in a hypocrite's society

but I will not give in to your idea of morals and values
telling me I am not what I am - fuck you!

I will not fight 'till you see me; this is now something to believe in
we will not stop building the infrastructure for dissent

they've created a covert plan to manufacture consent; shut down their factory, in a hypocrite's society
lying under oath - it's how we search for growth; all communication is free, in a hypocrite's society

where the vending machine, sells your dreams; until the district is clean, in a hypocrite's society
a bomb shelter - build it to hide form human greed,...in a hypocrite's society

and death cannot save me, I will never throw away what you gave me now you don't believe me
and life won't you save me, I will forever sow what you gave me but you still disown me
and death cannot save me, I will never throw away what you gave me, now you don't believe me
and life won't you save me, in the name of peace, love and harmony
...and progress

medicate yourself on compulsive desire; high on anxiety, in a hypocrite's society
dressed in black and white, and all lined up; every variety, in a hypocrite's society

so dance around again and question never again; there's no complacency in a hypocrite's society
and dance around, pretend that problems fix themselves; it's true if it's on TV, in a hypocrite's society
Track Name: Don't Shine A Light
can't you see that you can't speak for the life that's been given to me
Say you don't believe that this anger is a disease now
This is a call, I'm going to laugh at you again and again
Just to find a new way to tell you to fuck off
…you immature bitch

can't you see that you can't speak for the life that's been given to me
all of your jealousy stems from your insecurity
sell out, fill up, fall out, step down;
compound the sound, don't come around
...I prove you wrong

there's no need for the spot light to shine, sometimes it shines so brightly
it makes me feel like my eyes are going to bleed, around the corner is the real suspect
hiding being you judgmental lies
Arrogant opinions can't cover up...
...can't cover up your false pretence

...so fuck you, you immature fucking bitch
Track Name: Crowded
In this…

In this crowded room that you call your life
There’s no room left for you

Mommy run and daddy run; hold the little ones a little tighter
Little girl - close your eyes and don’t believe what you’ve been told
They’re high on speed and fuelled by greed, a new world is unfolding
So little girl close your fucking eyes, the soldiers are all coming for you

For you…
This is a whole international conspiracy just to push you down
Set up just for you (for you, for you)

The pastors say they’ll pray for you
While the capitalists all want to prey on you
I think they’re all high on speed and fuelled by greed
These soldiers are all coming for you

For you…
This is a whole international conspiracy just to push you down
Set up just for you (for you, for you)

The police and regiment want you to conform
While the lawyers and bureaucrats want you to sign their forms
The pastors and pundits want you to convert
While the politicians try to steal your vote
You’re a member of this society, so by now you know it’s true
In this crowded room you call your life, there’s no room left for you
Track Name: The Social Circus
The TV tells me to buy a cell phone, the TV tells me to drink a beer
The marketing scheme tells me to spend all my money; there’s no need to have fear
Because the media tells me that if I want to be ‘cool’,
I should buy stupid shit, and dress like an ass and look just like you

So tell me what good is civil liberty in a society that fails to act civil?
What good is freedom of speech when there’s no freedom of the intellect?

It’s a joke…

As these journalists all sell their integrity, in a race for ratings to convince me
That the government spies are trying to feed me lies
And so the anchor girl says with a smile “fuck the future, you’re going to die anyway”
And the businessman in his fancy tie says to buy his product, because you’re going to die anyway

Fuck the future, you’re going to die anyway; buy his product you’re going to die anyway

So tell me what good is civil liberty in a society that fails to act civil?
What good is freedom of speech when there’s no freedom of the intellect?

It’s a fucking joke…

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