1. |
STEAL FROM YR BOSS
02:35
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STEAL FROM YOUR BOSS
G Am
steal from your boss
Em D C
steal as much as you can get away with
G Am
steal from your boss
Em D C
take as much as you can carry
(same chords as chorus)
your boss is stealing from you
reclaim whatever you can
take back your time and labor
work as little and as slowly as you can
(chorus)
be a model employee
at least when the boss is watching
but when they turn off the cameras
pocket fucking everything
steal from your boss
steal as much as you can get away with
steal from your boss
take as much as you can carry
Am Em D
your boss needs you more than you need them
Am Em C
they only survive by stealing the value of your work
D ` Em
put the bosses out of business
C G C G
steal it all back, steal it all, steal it all back, steal it all
C G C D
steal it all, steal it al, steal it all, steal it all
(chorus)
` C G C G
steal it all back, steal it all, steal it all back, steal it all
C G C D
steal it all, steal it al, steal it all, steal it all
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2. |
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Dmi
pee in a cup
pay yr rent
G Dm
hope you dont get sick
Dm
close yr eyes
enjoy the taste
G Dm
of every boot you lick
Chorus
Am
it’s easier to get by
C G Am
than it is to think about how hard it is to get by
Dm Am
it’s ok if you can only keep yr head down and survive
C G
but when and if you can
Am
please fight back
Dmi
steal from yr boss
throw shit at cops
shoplift a can of paint
vote, or don’t
but either way
don’t pretend you’re a saint
Chorus
Bridge
C F
Are you poor, forlorn and hungry?
C G
Are there lots of things you lack?
C F
Is your life made up of misery?
G C
Then dump the bosses off your back.
C F
Are your clothes all patched and tattered?
C G
Are you living in a shack?
C F
Would you have your troubles scattered?
G C
Then dump the bosses off your back.
if all you need
is three chords and the truth
they’ll give you two and a lie
keep settling for less
and doing your best
for the boss till one day you die
chorus
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Go On Home Yankee Soldiers
to the tune of the old IRA song, Go On Home British Soldiers
G
come on home, Yankee soldiers, come on home
C G D
although you may have no homes of your own
C G Em
for 250 years, they’ve used you to spread fear
G D G
don’t let em use you for 250 more.
they sent away your dads to vietnam
under threat of draft and atomic bomb
but after long defeat, they left em broken in the streets
a generation scarred by pointless war
they sent you to iraq and afghanistan
they lied and said they had an exit plan
they took away your youth, had you bombing schools
now they want your kids to do the same
and I know that things are hard for the working class,
we spend 60 hours every week busting ass
but don’t pick up a gun, though it may sound like fun
they’ll turn you into a death machine
if you stay, yankee soldiers, if you stay
the oil billionaires get richer while taxpayers pay
if we were truly free, we’d fight the real enemy
not be killing folks who never did us harm
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4. |
A MANIFESTO FOR T.D.O.V.
02:42
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Am G F E7 repeat ad lib
No leader or government, no law, no god, no man can define me.
Fuck you, my secret inner being is mine alone to express.
Today and from now on, my gender is a knife.
A burning bottle. A brick. A boot on the other foot.
Now, as before but even more intensely,
Trans Day of Vengeance is a daily holiday.
We will feed on your prejudice.
Paint our lips with your blood.
Hang your binary from a cage so all can see as murders of crows devour it.
We will become what you irrationally feared.
We are your nightmare of good Christian families corrupted.
We are the collapse of your shitty civilization.
We are the rage suppressed for so long
we had to invent new words to express it.
We understand that all bigotries stand and fall together,
so we also burn your capitalism, your money, your billionaires, YOU.
We also smash your racism, your colonialism, your imperialism,
your borders, your countries, YOU.
We also revolt against your ableism, your norms, your euphemisms,
your architecture of convenience over compassion, YOU.
We also reject these in our own selves,
we tear out our own hearts where they betray our siblings.
We overturn the pyramid of power and oppression.
We have our revenge.
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5. |
TEAR YOU DOWN
02:54
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G Bm
these hands have made you profit
G C G
these hands have cleaned your stores
G Bm C
these hands were made for love and peace
G D G
but you have hardened them for war
(chorus)
C D Bm
you should not have monetized my kindness
C D C Bm Am
and left me only with violence
C D Bm
with ten dirty fingers clenched and dripping blood
G D G
one day these hands will tear you down
G D Em
one day these hands will tear you down
G D G
one day these hands will tear you down
these hands have toiled hours
in your empire they built
these hands are bruised and broken
from bearing all your guilt
(chorus)
Em
when every modicum of human decency
Am Bm Em
has been co-opted for profit
Am Bm Em
rage is all that’s left
Am Bm C
that belongs to me
Am
the world took everything from me
C D G
did it take everything from you?
C Bm Am C Bm Am
let’s get together and finally do
C Bm Am G
what we’ve been plotting to do
C D Bm
you should not have monetized our kindness
C D C Bm Am
and left us only with violence
C D Bm
with ten billion dirty fingers clenched and dripping blood
G D G
one day these hands will tear em down
G D Em
one day these hands will tear em down
G D G
one day these hands will tear em down
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6. |
THE HOLY TRINITY
02:33
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The Holy Trinity
G
Jesus needed to get away
C G
so he went to Bethlehem
G
didn’t bring salvation,
C G
just a teenage girl and a dreamed up plan.
C D C G
Half a face old man, half a face young
C D Em
an unseeable color glowing in his eyes and tongue
C D C G
a two faced king with his head on fire
G
if God is love, he’s also a liar
Mary raised him working class,
but he never forgot his wealth
he preached to all the lepers
sold em insurance for their health
Heaven’s a gated community
St. Peter carries a gun
the angels formed a neighborhood watch
to keep out God’s other sons
Jesus went down to the other place
to chat with the landlord there
his hands dripping blood on the brimstone
the stench of his burning hair
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7. |
YOU CONGRESSMEN BY NAME
02:51
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to the tune of Ye Jacobites By Name
Am C G
You congressmen by name, lend an ear, lend an ear
Am G Am
You congressmen by name lend an ear
C G
You congressmen by name, your faults I will proclaim,
Am C G
Your actions I will blame, you will hear, you will hear
Am G Am
Your actions I will blame, you will hear
You send away the poor to your wars, to your wars
You send away the poor to your wars
You send away the poor, is oil worth the gore?
We'll fight for you no more, one day soon, one day soon
We'll fight for you no more, one day soon
You Senators by name, lend an ear, lend an ear…
The despot you refuse, to impeach, to impeach
The despot you refuse, to impeach
The despot uses you, while the laws he does abuse
and on your hands you sit, idly by, idly by,
while on your hands you sit, idly by
Republicans by name, lend an ear, lend an ear…
You privatize away, what is ours, what is ours,
You privatize away, what is ours
You privatize away, and then you make us pay
But we’ll take it back some day, one day soon, one day soon
We’ll take it back some day, one day soon
You president by name, lend an ear, lend an ear…
You wanna build a wall, around these states, around these states,
You wanna build a wall, around these states
You wanna build a wall, but you cannot cage us all
Your empire will fall, one day soon, one day soon,
Your empire will fall, one day soon
You government by name, lend an ear, lend an ear...
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8. |
WORK SONG
01:45
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I’ve washed dishes for the bosses
I’ve made coffee for the rich
I’ll labor for the wealthy
but I’ll never be their bitch
I’ve worked all through the night
I’ve worked all through the day
they can tell me what I have to do
but never what not to say
(chorus)
they don’t have to let us unionize
or negotiate for better pay
but when they beg the poor for mercy
we’ll laugh and say no way
they can spread out my scheduled hours
stretch me thin but still part time
they can have my battered body
but I won’t let them have my mind
they don’t have to give me benefits
or pay me a living wage
but one day their burning fortunes
will light a brighter age
(chorus)
they can lobby to the government
to let them burn us at both ends
but no corporate exec’s profits
will be worth the poor’s revenge
the time is quickly coming
when we won’t take it anymore
we’ll torch the corporate offices
and barricade the doors
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X Dirty Fingers Florida
gay ass folk punk from the swamps of Central Florida
Taryn (she/her) on guitar and vocals
Ali (he/him) on banjo and vocals
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