Anti-Manifesto 1
Dance, laugh and have fun. Ignore the message that we send.
Apparently we are only here to entertain. A rebellion
tailored. Well, I refuse to be the column
sound. While we entertain, the shit we get up to
neck. There is something inherently wrong with this.
We have ongoing risk, we enjoyed travel 2 .
I confide something that you will not like:
we aspire to something more than a faded sticker on a skateboard. Now we
rained on your rankings and we're out the door.
And I do not give a damn any more of a dick.
Be the complicity of these two witnesses, you may be witnesses.
lethargic, unconscious. Nobody frowns
making applications, compliant, carry out their duties (without
questions) .
Consider this critic a cretin.
rests on the laurels all invented 3 .
verbal acrobatics performed with harness and safety net.
'm so full of shit. But I will remain until this self-awareness
not vanish. Until we defeat the purpose
discharged from the pulpit that you have built.
you have built.
Head, Chest or Foot? [ head, chest or foot
? ]
Three choices. A bullet. A trigger. Guess who will press the
? A leader. A thousand slaves. For every throne there are thousands of graves
(or excavations or I'll dig). You are all equal.
're just a cog in their machinery. Perpetuated their dream.
They subsidize your nightclubs and shopping centers
. Assemble and label the masses in prisons with
colored walls. As long as your freedom of assembly is not
transformed into missiles that manufacture or in a simple mass
illusion of dancing to the rhythm of this music that makes you so shit.
But I do not like that. I'm not a piece of your fucking
machinery. I will put at risk their dream.
would rather be imprisoned in a world that George Orwell in this society tamed
of 'types' and 'girls' happy. I'd rather
know who are my enemies and make it known to you. What
split windows, puncturing tires and those which give the fucking fault. A
future. Two choices: oppose them or let me
destroy.
Hate, Myth, Muscle, Etiquette [hate, myth,
muscles, label]
Locate your weak point. It starts when you give yourself to
won. Outcomes. References. We celery. All
order to obstruct your path. You need a good kick in the ass. Now you
a step back and look around for good. Bring it to light and
read it like a book. Analyze the past and the present to see
the future. Now squeeze between his lips the barrel of the gun.
Find my weak point. It started when I
surrendered. Ease. Convenience. They keep me good.
in order to lure into their trap. I need a good kick in the ass
. Over time I realized that we do not need rules to survive
. But just common sense and means of subsistence.
So from now on I will resist. I finally understood.
I finally found my way. Finally I can see it.
We all need a kick in the ass ... The basis of
change is education! That which is through discussion,
NOT hate, NOT myth, NOT from the muscles, NOT
label 4 .
Intellect, not "re-elected!" 5 . The status symbol
are after respect between the sexes, between
species and the environment.
Showdown (Greenest Eyes / Preamble) [Showdown (
green eyes / Preamble)] 6
They explain to us all too clearly. We thought that we are entitled to fundamental rights
not as pawns but as
humans. I do not need a scale to measure
freedom of speech, because I never asked to be a citizen. Not
I never signed a pact of fidelity, and never will ... I will sign
Waking up each morning with confusion in her eyes. The wind steals
nodding a greeting. I see my reflection,
a facade of lies. I hope this feeling is not precarious
known. Needless to say, there is very little to say. Conversations
artificial colored blue. 7
Eri sitting, and you got up to go away. I tried to resist, but you
I was immediately behind. Tension on the stairs, I do not gotta be so close
, helpless, and my songs I
resonate within. The last words are boring, never hit.
I know that you whispered something in his ear. I could not hear.
Girls with green eyes. Your first kiss. Our
lightweight and quiet sighs.
a song for all those who have tried and missed the target.
I was welcomed into this world, they gave me an identity. NATO
tagged, tattooed, tamed. I was generously granted the
my rights and I was filled with privileges. I have attached
of arbitrary values. There is nothing that I can talk to you.
There's nothing I can say. Stunted conversation,
thoughts censored. They are completely free, freedom,
guaranteed. Unless, of course, you decide otherwise.
But I did not resign, I will not like you. Tension in the air, not the
stand. So what am I making? Absolutely nothing.
All these words are boring. It is time to act. But thou hast
taught to be a pawn. It will not last long. Those who
aware of the lies are quickly gagged and tied
. Their ambitions are realized. Make the whole into pieces
this fucking thing.
Ska Sucks [The ska sucks]
Ska sucks. The ska revival is not cool, stupid jerk
. The band is there just to throw money. And if I do not believe
're a dick. But with a little 'luck this fashion
disappear. Rudy, a message for you ... Fuck you Rudy, Rudy! 8
The ska is a trend that should be removed!
Middle Finger Response [I answer with his finger
medium]
A bowl of cherries 9
along the river Waskasoo. 10
A country life for those not seeking anything beyond a
mall in the country. 11
This oasis landscape now poses as the capital. And they call it peace
. I do not seem to be so. A poorly covered
sweetened. Bend your knees.
The parliamentary
your clothes are lined with skin
of the masses (their heads stuffed up their ass) 12 .
Soldiers peeled
flags sewn on the shoulders 13 .
A bleak perspective. Why do not belong to
all this?
cone abundance and bright cedar wood fences? All those
stories that keep you happy while you walk to your dream
Canadian sventolabandiera by Aryan,
bastardostronzoputtaniere! No one cares
the state of things.
you can come face purple 14 ,
but you can not delete anything. The obvious is
oblivion 15 ,
try to give full meaning to all this but I do not do
. Progress delayed.
But do not expect to see me with a message to read, the
gun in hand and a bullet in the head 16 .
Because from this census and from this atlas
that there are 3 billion people that I have not bothered 17.
I have a lot of work to do. 3 billion people. Namely
3 billion derogatory fuck.
Stick The Fucking Flag Up Your Goddamn Ass, You
Sonofabitch (
Not to be gender-specific, of course! ) [
stuck the fucking flag up your ass damn, son of a bitch (no offense to women
!)]
My father told me: "Son, it is useless to resist.
can defeat the ideology but not their hosts.
wondered why the Boy Scouts sing "WAR." "Well, that's the sound of freedom
, son," I said (feeling free
not say more). But, wait a minute "dad" you said
own freedom? Well, if you are stupid enough to vote for them, you're also
so fucking stupid to believe him. Because if this country is so damn
free, then I can burn your fucking flag wherever I want
. I performed their anthem was convinced that my
. Un'illazione not rhymed and unreasonable
kept me in line. But then I stepped back and wondered what the fuck I had
. I had been an accomplice of all that I had sworn never to be
. You run their anthem, convinced that
is yours. Invitations to the honor. Invitations to the war. Bette Midler
is about to become a saint. Impersonating the murder for morale. 18 League
a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree, my friend, and
"Gee, Wally. This is great! " .
Fuck the troops (at this point to insert a sentence but significant effect
sloppy / touching).
Haillie Sella, Up Yor Ass [Fuck Haillie
Sellate]
You speak of Rastafari, but how can you justify
faith in a God who has left behind? You simply
bridged the gap between rich and poor, and your faith merely
keep aligned. A mixture of Hebrew scripture and Christian thought
. What will you get? Not a lot of
fucking dick. Take a look at your promised land. The
your deed is that gun you hold in
fist. Mount Zion is a minefield. The West Bank. 19
... The Gaza Strip will soon become parking for tourists and fascist cops
Americans. Fuck Zionism. Fuck the
militarism. Fuck Americanism. Fuck nationalism.
Fuck religion.
Fuck Machine [fucking machine]
is something physical. It's a conditioned reaction.
is something physical. It is an attraction conditioning. I've done
to escape all this? The stop to rape with her eyes
the innocent women, children and human beings, when I will make
account of the pain that it causes? Superficial and rash decisions.
Real beauty obscured by my tele-vision tubular. 20
But here's some news just arrived! Film at 22 in bikini! The host smiles and minimizes
: "They're just kids." But you really want to be our
sex toys? And here's
again, we pass over with a smile. Sit back, idly chatting
, smile, proves to be only a
machine fucking. Is this what you really want to be,
dick? Conditioned reaction. Attraction conditioning. Proposal
conditioning. Conditional rejection. And once again
subjugate women. The fist is the presenter finally
tight, "I'm not your sex toy." And even if
I want to embrace, not change my priorities: Humor,
personality, sense of compassion, creativity and aversion to
fashion.
This Might Be Satire [
Maybe it is satire]
I want my chewing gum with you.
And I want to drive you home from school. And I want to take the books to every lesson
. And I want to fuck your ass (no). Oh baby, you know how much I love you
. I want to sing all over the country. I do not hold your hand?
tells me she loves me, now I tell her I love her. He tells me he loves me.
Now try to fuck. But where the hell are my priorities?
I leave in the hands of the authorities. Yeah, baby!
Who Will Help Me Bake This Bread? [About
help me bake this bread?]
express my ideas, their context. It seems to me that nobody really
amounts. Peripherally blind, intellectually
dazed. Ignorance by choice, or just fucking stupid?
You boycott your brain. Reply with his fists. But my questions remain
(fucking asshole). You can change the features,
but you can not change my mind. You can hit the shell that encloses
me, but you can not touch what's inside. So
now who will help me bake this bread? Who will be the first to speak and make up for lost
complacency? I did everything I could
alone. But stagnant minds persist to tear out
blood from this rock. But I do not bleed for you. I do not have any
need you. Better to die than let you do. (How do you see your
seriously. ( Prot! 21).
the opposite of a manifest (understood as written programmatic) is
namely a text which says the opposite of what they think
Propagandhi, and mocks the expectations and values \u200b\u200bof public
more "commercial".
"We have ongoing risks ... "not we got to do things or controversy
politically engaged, we just sing
harmless nonsense just to entertain people.
with the same ideals, probably in a world rowing against
ideals (like the history between the two protagonists of
Orwell's 1984). In the song, then there 'a dualism,
are two types of conflicts, one one man and one woman and one between a man and his government
.
8
Rudy is a nickname to describe fans of ska music. "A message to you Rudy
" is also the title of a song by the ska band The Specials
.
9
"A bowl ...", "pine cones", "fences" are all typical of
details of the Canadian province of which it speaks
12
"Your MPs" are always
critical of the political class that takes advantage of exploiting people for their
comfortable.
14 "Can you come face
purple" (or "the blue face"):
means "you can make an effort as you will," "you can do the devil
four", etc..
18
may be a reference to the movie "For the Boys" ("Days of Glory ...
day of love"), which had as its protagonist
Bette Midler, then I think it is a criticism of that film and
patriotic rhetoric about American soldiers.
21
"Prot" is a term that mimics the onomatopoeic sound of a fart
and obviously is used so irreverent to the text
serious enough.
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