Death of a Culture Songtext

The Black Bloc

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Death of a Culture Songtext
Death of a culture
Saturday morning
Blood drying hard on the silver screen
And all your silver tongues
And all your culture industry
Sedate me, saturate me
Don't you tire
Don't you tire
Don't you tire
Don't you tire
Out all night
Out all night
Out all night
Out all night
Don't you tire
Don't you tire
Ultra vires
Ultra vires
Don't you tire
Don't you tire
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot

News reeling round in a million directions
Another scandal, your drinking complexion
Lost all the ends, now
We've only got the means
Preaching sedition to the killing machines Warning of a dead man
Talking to the dead man's feet
Walk into this death chant - WAR, WAR, WAR, WAR
And don't you tire
Don't you tire,
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot

Death of a culture
Saturday morning
Blood are you clean?
And yeah, my hands so clean
Sedate me, medicate me
Don't you tire [X14]
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot

News reeling round
in a million directions
Another scandal, your western complexion
Buying into all your expectations, exploitations, power relations Warning of a dead man
Talking to the dead man - speak
Walk into this death chant - WAR, WAR, WAR, WAR
And don't you tire
Don't you tire
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot

Death of a culture
Saturday morning
Blood drying hard on the silver screen
And all your silver tongues, and all your civil industries
Sedate me, medicate me
Don't you tire [X30]
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't you tire [X14]

Warning of a dead man
Talking to the dead man's feet
Walk into this death chant - WAR, WAR, WAR, WAR
And don't you tire
Don't you tire
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot
Don't shoot

Death of a culture
Saturday morning