Guerrilla Radio Lyrics by Rage Against The Machine

Transmission of a third world third rounf
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
Aint no shelter if youre looking for shade
I lick shots at a brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On the truth devoured
A sillent play in a shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The cameras eye on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or fot the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
A spectale monopolized
They hold the reins and stole your eyes
The fistagons bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks