En trente ans, la politique américaine semble ne pas avoir énormément changé malgré un bon petit paquet de présidents aux profils différents. Le pays se serait perdu dans le "brouillard" si on en croit Madball mais il faut bien admettre que les objectifs de la première puissance mondiale sont toujours restés sensiblement les mêmes. Un prétexte de plus pour Madball pour pointer de doigt tout ça, en musique, en fracassant à coup de pied des portes déjà grandes ouvertes. "The Fog" fait intervenir Tim Armstrong de Rancid. Et le clip est plutôt naze. Voilà. L'album For The Cause est en écoute intégrale sur Youtube.
They got the bombers / A bullet can't save you
Fear and war / Let them serenade you
America we stood so silent, yeah
Hear no evil, see no violence, yeah
Speak no evil, keep it mindless
We're all caught up in the fog
It's all a racket, all a score
Red or blue, green money talks
Screw you then buy in bulk
We're the prisoners of this war
They got the bombers / A bullet can't save you
They got the bombers / Bullets won't save you
Fear and war / Let them serenade you
They got the bombers / Bullets won't save you
Oil, blood, money fills the banks
Puts working class kids in tanks
All the profits from all the war crimes
Lead all the pockets of all the fat swine
War machines bring chaos and pain, yeah
Blood falls from the sky like rain, yeah
Stand by the victims of freedom
Light a candle for the dead and the beaten
Send them young ones to die for the cause
Who's cause ? Not ours
Send them young ones to die for us all
But not really
Fear and war / Let them serenade you
America we stood so silent, yeah
Hear no evil, see no violence, yeah
Speak no evil, keep it mindless
We're all caught up in the fog
It's all a racket, all a score
Red or blue, green money talks
Screw you then buy in bulk
We're the prisoners of this war
They got the bombers / A bullet can't save you
They got the bombers / Bullets won't save you
Fear and war / Let them serenade you
They got the bombers / Bullets won't save you
Oil, blood, money fills the banks
Puts working class kids in tanks
All the profits from all the war crimes
Lead all the pockets of all the fat swine
War machines bring chaos and pain, yeah
Blood falls from the sky like rain, yeah
Stand by the victims of freedom
Light a candle for the dead and the beaten
Send them young ones to die for the cause
Who's cause ? Not ours
Send them young ones to die for us all
But not really
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