Salutations from the Ghetto Nation

Warrior Soul Salutations from the Ghetto Nation Lyrics
1.Dimension

Lyricist:Clarke, Evans, Mcclanahan, Riccon

Come on down
See the world
It's a happy place
I love you, girl

Come on down
Eyes open wide
It's a happy time
Come inside

You blow my mind
Every time
Take my heart
To another dimension

Come on down
It's a ball
It's a lovely place
I love you all

You blow my mind
Every time
Take my heart
To another dimension


2.The Party

Lyricist:Clarke, Evans, Mcclanahan, Riccon

Go with the flow, ya just let it ride
We don't care if ya live or die
We suck of the companies, we suck like a whore
If we need oil, we just suck some more

We define success and we don't sin
Got the nation in debt about four trillion
Infrastructure is wasted and we're deaf to the crowd
Nothin' left for the children, it's okay, we won't be around

Welcome to the party, the republican party
Ya havin' fun at the party, the republican party
We're havin' a party, right now

We stack the courts and we tax the poor
Got Johnny Lunchbox to fight our wars
Tax him to his knees and make him love the flag
We get corporate freedom, he gets a body bag

We're makin' a killin', you know we kill so well
Cut the country to pieces and we're havin' a sale
We take it all, just like ya knew we would
Hell, we even got Nixon lookin' pretty good

Welcome to the party, the republican party
Ya havin' fun at the party, the republican party
We're havin' a party, right now


3.The Fallen

Lyricist:Clarke, Evans, Mcclanahan, Riccon

I'm the hard luck kid, throw the bones on the fire
Tear holes through worlds makin' change through violence
Who's really runnin' the place you call home
Who'll climb the mountain, sell their kisses for god's love

Obsolete factories on rust ground dying
Formula cancer America's crying
Decline beauty, worship icons
It's your religion, do what you are told

From the top of the mountain, baby, we're fallin' hard down
From the top of the mountain, baby, we're fallin' hard down

Out in the streets throw the books on the fire
Let them eat debt while they starve on desire
Who's really runnin' the place we call home
It`s your religion believe in the gilded throne

From the top of the mountain all doomed liars fall
From the top of the mountain to where the people crawl
From the top of the mountain to the hard ground below
To the ones you've forgotten, we'll dance on your tombs

Walk with me to the heart of the city
To the purple mountains through the nation of death
That steals our future, programs the child
Makes change through violence while cries for freedom
It worships control and speaks of hollow victories
Of the land it stole

From the top of the mountain, baby, we're fallin' hard down
From the top of the mountain to where the people crawl
From the top of the mountain to the hard ground below
To the ones you've forgotten, we'll dance on your tombs


4.Trip Rider

Lyricist:Clarke, Evans, Mcclanahan, Riccon

Service sector populate
I bail out on your hate war
Disparity's sweet justice
On the rock of sarcasm

This is dark nothing you
Can do to stop this damn thing now
Onward constant push
Primal vision amped to destruction

Trip rider psychedelic sin into the sun
Trip rider screw the nation

I hate your dying state
Man you could recharge hell
The carbon holograms
Five billion suckers all

Protect the status quo
The relics of your progress
Third world your starving child
Your comfort won't address

Trip rider my sonic sin into the sun
Trip rider I hate your nation

Conditioned mortal
Keep your smile as your coma devours
Soul suckers motherfuckers
Take it all 'til you have none

Dream joy while they get rich
The country's corpse to ground and flowers
Epithet, thought we were free
Misery to pass eternal hours

Trip rider my work is never done
Trip rider I hate the nation


5.The Golden Shore

Lyricist:Clarke, Evans, Mcclanahan, Riccon

Sorry, I have to go away
The path for me just keeps moving on
I walk for days in fevers hot and grave
Lord knows we've paid

But when the times are hard
Take a look, remember how much I love you
Take a look, at what we are
Remember how much I love you

In sacred time remember
When my head hits the floor
By the light of life's bright glimmer
On the golden distant shore

By the light of life's bright glimmer
Tell me what this life is for
As November's sun grows dimmer
On the golden distant shore

Sorry, I have to go away
The path for me just keeps moving on
Foundations hard and great caress the soul estate
Paradise not to fade

But when the times are hard
Take a look, remember how much I love you
Take a look, at what we are
Remember how much I love you

In sacred time remember
When my head hits the floor
By the light of life's bright glimmer
On the golden distant shore


6.Ghetto Nation

Lyricist:Clarke, Evans, Mcclanahan, Riccon

Slap the cuffs on, you're goin' downtown
Gonna lock you up in the hole
'Cause the dea made a power play
And you're lookin' at 2 to 4

Back at the pad, ya thought you were bad
Got your stash up in the wall but there's a gun to your head
And you're gonna be dead
Unless ya cut a deal with the law

All ya want is what the rich people got
'Cause the people need power too
There's only lousy jobs run by slobs
And ya get paid crap for what ya do

Sellin' drugs, run with the thugs
And you're makin' it on the deal
But your regular man got hit with a gram
And the son of a bitch started to squeal

Salutations from the ghetto nation

Out on the lawn, ya strip the car down
And you're sippin' corn on the porch
If the neighbors complain, open up the 12-gauge
Shut your mouth or you're gonna get torched

Party tonight 'til the sun gets bright
Load the house up with sime whores
'Cause you're goin' away 700 days
Out on the killin' floor

Salutations from the ghetto nation

They never found the bank account and you're sittin' on 30 grand
But you don't mind doin' the time as long as your freedom day is
at hand
Out on parole, ya take a stroll, ya kick another habit everyday
Ya got a new plan, super scam, livin' the American way

Salutations from the ghetto nation


7.Shine Like It

Lyricist:Clarke, Evans, Mcclanahan, Riccon

I live on in world war 3
Look at untouched faces smile
(Look inside the mind)
People like the walking dead

Lead us to the womb and cry
(The truest thought you find)
Heavy girl you're all alone
Now is now your father's call

The bloodless slaughter lingers on
'Til reality hits your soul
Come on and shine like it

A thousand cabs just pulled away
The rain was hard and clear
(Feelings that you borrow)
Fingers of my outstretched hand

Dying on the frozen fear
(Won't last tomorrow)
In so far the hottest star
Is the man with the machine gun
(The population's sorrow)

Now the sign the violent time
And the decade has just begun
Come on and shine like it

Some say life is nothing new
The heart of man is gone
(Believe in something now)
But evening came, now I`m awake

And the new age begins at dawn
Come on and shine like it


8.I Love You

Lyricist:Clarke, Evans, Mcclanahan, Riccon

You yell at me when the dishes aren't done
But when we're in bed, babe, we'll have fun
'Cause I love you
I am broke, the depression kicked in
But when we're alone, babe, I'm ready to sin
'Cause I love you

When I got you close, next to me
I'm making love like it's world war 3
'Cause I love you
We walk this dying land
Children of the damned
'Cause I love you

Never wash the walls, never wash the floor
But when you're in bed, baby, you're my whore
'Cause I love you
The president's a joke, government's corrupt
I'm ready to rock, are you ready to suck?
'Cause I love you

We walk in silent rage
No hope, no pay
'Cause I love you
Destabilization starts at the top
When I lie you down, I'm gonna shut you up
'Cause I love you

I'll stay with you for the rest of your life
As long as you don't look like the president's wife
'Cause I love you


9.Love Destruction

Lyricist:Clarke, Evans, Mcclanahan, Riccon

Far out scenery, the year 2000
You like destruction, well let's get started
The country's broke, the kids retarded
Crime stained lovers in cities rotted

Love my hatred, love my treason
It's what you wanted and that's my reason
Caught you livin' the empty feeling
A corporate handout to you is pleasing

You love destruction
You love destruction
You love destruction
You love, love, love, love, love, love

Love my hatred, love my treason
It's what you wanted and that's my reason
Caught you livin' the empty feeling
A corporate handout to you is pleasing

So what maggot, you rock star moron
You make me vomit now pass the bourbon
I don't take shit, I bow to no one
Don't pledge allegiance to flags, I burn 'em

You love destruction
You love destruction
You love destruction
You love, love, love, love, love, love

You love destruction
You love destruction
You love destruction
You love, love, love, love, love, love

Love destruction
Your love corrupt
Love destruction
Your love corrupt


10.Ass-Kickin'

Lyricist:Clarke, Evans, Mcclanahan, Riccon

I come bangin' through the bedroom door
I been runnin' with a two-bit whore
Behavior is bad but I'm out of sight
Suckin' on a bottle and I'm ready to fight

I'm just ass-kickin' rock 'n roll

No one's gonna keep me out of the bar tonight
Gonna keep on drinkin' 'til I feel alright
There's no place I'd rather be
Smokin' babes, a bottle and the bros and me

Just ass-kickin' rock 'n roll

If you dig the government, I wish you well
I say them suckers, they can go to hell
You say man, Kor., what did they do?
Tell you one thing it wasn't for you

'Cause you're ass-kickin' rock 'n roll

It's a drag all alone locked in silence
Stand your ground fight the world in hard defiance
Take a look in your heart, fist to the sky
A spirit that lives to fight, remember will never die

I like runnin' with a two-bit whore
I like tootin' other people's blow
I like a bar on an empty night
I like whiskey and gettin' tight

I like a bike on the boulevard
I like life and I live it hard
I like rejection and not fittin' in
I think it's time that we begin

Some ass-kickin' rock 'n roll


11.Punk And Belligerent

Lyricist:Clarke, Evans, Mcclanahan, Riccon

I'm going out tonight and I'm going out drinking
Don't bother waiting up 'cause I'm coming home stinking
I'm tired of sitting 'round, watching my world going down
Gonna get kicked out of every bar in town

'Cause I'm a punk and I'm belligerent
And I get drunk, now baby, get in bed
'Cause I'm a punk and I'm belligerent
And I don't give a, give a, give a shit

If you mess with me, boy, you better start thinking
'Cause I'm a mean little sucker and I'm coming out swinging
I'm coming down the street and I'm lit up like a rocket
If I see your face again, boy, I'm going to sock it

'Cause I'm a punk and I'm belligerent
And I get drunk, now baby, get in bed
'Cause I'm a punk and I'm belligerent
And I don't give a, give a, give a shit

I'm tired of paying taxes and footing all the bills
For all those fat slobs, up on the Capitol Hill
If the president and CIA don't want me around
Get the dea cover and come, shot me down

'Cause I'm a punk and I'm belligerent
And I get drunk, now baby, get in bed
'Cause I'm a punk and I'm belligerent
And I don't give a, give a, give a shit


12.Blown

I`m a hyper-sonic day dreamer
Kicked out of the world
My come down was amazing
Like your burnt out culture

Regress sonic sun man
Kick start it and reload
The fire now burning
Like your world out of control
Why so cold

`Cause you`re blown

The wicked try to own ya
Economic styrofoam
Used to be dreaming
Now I`m locked in a stranglehold

The regress is defiant
Like the aging of my face
Crowned in hatred`s glory
Just like the human race
Why so cold

`Cause you`re blown

Put the money where your mouth is
So I can shove it down your throat
Like a hot shot made of plastic
With a shattered ego

The ticket to the white house
Is not a blow job for the poor
The rich man gets a suck off
`Cause the president`s his whore
Why so cold

`Cause you`re blown

This generation descends as witches
All that I once loved
Now silent in the sun
Feel as you scorn thee
As your tomorrow`s burning
This generation lies dead before me