On commence en force.



Standing against the odds to take back what they took.
Some fight with stones, some fight with guns.
But instead I choose to fight with my pen and my notebook.
Nothing for the ninth ward, just more of the same.
Wealthy wolves smell the blood of opportunity.
Send in the sheep to develop a New Orleans.
A new twist for an old division game.

New wars. New kings.
The pigs came here to take everything.
No wars. No kings.
We gotta stop the blood-letting.

What about the overcrowded projects where desperation calls?
What about the lack of education and the lack of love?
But most of all: what about the innocent in rooms with bars and
Three walls? Can you tell me, where is the justice in Philly for
MOVE and Mr. Jamal?

New wars. New kings.
The pigs came here to take everything.
No wars. No kings.
We gotta stop the blood-letting.

I've read about people found without the copper tokens around their necks
Whose hands you cut off and left bleeding to death.
I've read about Hampton's murder by the state while he slept.
Our lives are all on trial and you still remain the "judge"
While the Injustice machine stays greased up with innocent blood.

No war.

Have Heart - Lionheart

Inspiration pour mon username... Have Heart, un band pour qui j'ai le plus grand des respects. Cette chanson est tirée de leur premier démo, "What Counts". Pour tous les fans de Hardcore, l'album "The Things We Carry" est sans contredit un des meilleurs et des plus influents de son style. À écouter.




This so-call "shit" is what I live for, it's why I'm alive
I'll never smother this fire, forever burning inside
I'm at the point where I'm sucked in,
by the message I get this passion.
this fury is mine and it keeps me alive.
I can't fucking breath until I release what's inside.

An unloaded gun, that will never go off.
a rollercoaster ride, that can't wait to stop
so tell me who the fuck are you trying to fool?
tell me what the fuck have you put your heart into?

Fuck the tame animal restricted to the cage
with predictable actions, that define your "rage"
I'm the motherfucking lion roaring in your face
tearing down those limits that keep you placed

Say I care too much and I got it all wrong?
I'm in this for the message, it's more than just song
blood, sweat, intensity
every broken knuckle or busted knee
I'm doing my best, and I'm doing my part
don't criticize me man when theres no fire in your heart

Have Heart, Champion, Verse. Trois grands bands qui n'existent malheureusement plus. Voici leur dernier show.

Un band à des bons chums à moi. Ça c'est leur démo de 2009, watch out le nouveau CD dans les prochains mois. Faster. Heavier. Angrier.

PS; on m'voit la face dans quelques photos.

faux pour VERSE dude c'est revenu à la vie dernièrement !

C'est pas juste pour un "Reunion Tour" ??

Quoi que je ne me plaint pas de cette nouvelle ^^

Have Heart font pas pareil par hasard ? Haha

pas pour Have Heart désolé

Que trop belle chanson.

Chanson par excellence du Punk.



Making come true our modest impossible dreams.
Stuck in public school classrooms at age 15.
Those long hot days just before the summer...
knowing that we're stuck here...
and there's something happening somewhere.
Knowing we know we gotta get there.

It's true what they say...
death is more perfect than life...
that's why we already died.
What could have been?
We don't wanna know.
Tonight we'll get our kicks.
Tonight we're all letting go!
'Cause we're all Dead Ramones!

Sore back! Sore feet!
A ragtag army and we're sick in the heat.
We're not pretty and we're not rich.
We're gonna hafta fucking work for it.
It's our life! We do what we choose!
Black Jeans.
Black Shirt.
Black Shoes.
Mom and Dad still don't approve.
Twenty eight shows. 28 days.
Pulling up new rogues all along the way.
I'm just another face in this desperate youth parade.
And all the bunk beds locked doors, hardwood, sweat, guts, skateboards, cold war bomb shelter basement screams, no sleep, good dreams.
We're playing hard as we can and a whole lotta time stuck in the van.
Reading the graffiti on every bathroom wall in truck stop fast food hell.
Save me from ordinary. Save me from myself.
Another punk rock summer came and went now I just wanna go back home and turn up my stereo until the rhythm melts my bones 'cause I'm a Dead Ramone.

D.E.A.D.R.A.M.O.N.E.S.

Dommage que ce soit autant rendu de la merde. Leurs premiers albums étaient EXCELLENTS.

Groupe à mes amis... Je suis dans ce clip !!!

up