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sole & dj pain 1 – red lung كلمات اغاني

finite earth
“no infinite growth? no problem,”
said the late_stage capitalist in sp_ce
what happens when them billionaires make it off the rock?
those limitations are null, void, and quaint
lakes boil, mountains crumble
acid fills the expanse between mumbai and colorado
we resemble tools to them
“let them eat dirt,” they said. “i’ll hit the asteroid for a life of hard work.”
we all come from the dust
sp_ce dust, to be exact
and that’s word to elon musk, in whose shackles we’re goin’ back
i’m an anglo amino acid
gone dirty bomb against the walls of your mining colony
hard to strike when the boss controls the air you breathe
the water you drink, and the means to leave

i bet there’s a starbucks on mars before they build a bookstore
red lung on a deathbed asking, “what we need a book for?”
they won’t look you in the eye
they won’t bury your body on mount olympus when you die
they’ll drain you of your water
use the rest for compost
and who can blame ’em?
the future belongs to who foots the bill
in the cities, after who claims ’em

(there’s nothing back home but a dying rock
they promised us jobs of the future
and jobs is all we got
there’s nothing back home but a dying rock
and there’s nothing up here but endless work.)

up there is tough living, and shipping costs are astronomical
we thought for sure revolution was coming
how comical
they said sp_ce communism was impossible
f_ck a basic income, indentured servitude is doable
automation held no promise except the promise that the ruling class needed less people to do less work
and that left the rest of us with lots of free time, and nothing to eat
there’s nothing back home but a dying rock
they promised us jobs of the future
and jobs is all we got
the air is stale, i p_ss red, like i ate beets
it’s red sand, it gets into everything i eat and breathe
this room is like a cell with images of my old home fl!ckering on the wall
not that real rusted shanty, things i never saw
like great lakes and waterfalls

f_ck elon musk
he got rich from people sending money on the internet
and became a tyrant
because that’s how power functions

the oceans of europa
the 100_year voyage to andromeda
generations raised in incubator
anarchists never made it to the moon
they got floating cities in the sea
but governments blew ’em up
and never claimed responsibility
so much for new forms of life
it’s all the same sh_t
where are the jetsons when you need ’em?
white as h_ll, in the upper region
of the megacities that survived the floods and the droughts and the endless war
planet earth was never a good place to be poor
they say when it rains, it pours
and when the oceans rise, get an oar, and row a little bit
that’s a real ad campaign, put out by “anarcho_capitalists”
do you believe that sh_t?
what did you think would happen?
we’d march a few times, wake up in utopia?
nah, life doesn’t work that way
that’s a bedtime story like voting booths, and golden rules
platinum rules, helium_3 rules, equipped_with_the_most_chips rule

we used to ask “what timeline is this?”
this is the one where the good guys got their asses kicked
and the worst people are runnin’ sh_t
just another disneyland when antarctica melts under the snow
new fertile lands to pollute
show me something new, something beautiful, something purposeful
something worth 11 millennia of social struggle
sun_ra said “sp_ce is the place,” i’ll finish the sentence:
sp_ce is where we dumped our trash, and the earth is where the ruling class wiped their ass

what_if, if_that, then_when?
the argument that n0body wins

- sole dj pain 1

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