SLRPNK Music

Some things never change.

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Invidious Link - https://youchu.be/watch?v=NR3xVQy8ccM

LYRICS:

Are there no fighters left here anymore?

Are we the generation we've been waiting for?

Or are we patiently burning

Waiting to be saved?

Our heroes, our icons have mellowed with age

Following rules that they once disobeyed

They're now being led when they used to lead the way

Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?

Are you out there on the front lines

Or at home keeping score?

And do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?

Or would you rather be the architect of what we might create?

They laid out the blueprints, they poured down a base

Concrete solutions to slow our decay

And when they are gone

Who the fuck's gonna take their place?

Yeah, will it be the cynics, the critics galore?

The cliché apathetic passed out on the floor

The trusting complicit who collectively ignore

Do you still believe in all the things that you stood by before?

Are you out there on the front lines

Or at home keeping score?

And do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate?

Or would you rather be the architect of what we might create?

Don't you remember when you were young

And you wanted to set the world on fire?

Somewhere deep down, I know you do

And don't you remember when we were young

And we wanted to set the world on fire?

'Cause I still am, and I still do

Make no mistake

We are not afraid

To bear the burden of repeating

What they're thinking anyway

Let's raise the stakes

On the bet we made

Let's decide to be the architects

The masters of our fate

Yeah, we still believe in all the things that we stood by before

And after everything we've seen here maybe even more

And I know we're not the only ones and we were not the first

Unapologetically we'll stand behind each word

One English translation of "A bas l'État policier" is "Down with the Police State"

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LYRICS:

When the party starts on Monday

Christmas starts in June

When no one minds I've just arrived and I'll be leaving soon

If I return with eyes half-opened

Don't ask me where I was

I do my father's drugs

When every revolution

Is sponsored by the state

There's no bravery in being asked and turning down the case

If you see me with a rifle

Don't ask me what it's for

I fight my father's war

A when hunger strikes are fashion

And freedom is routine

All in all the streets in Cleveland are named for Martin Luther King

You will see me at the protest

But you'll notice that I drag

I burn my father's flag

So when the party starts on Monday

And Christmas starts in June

A when no one minds I've just arrived and I'll be leaving soon

If I return with eyes half opened

Don't ask me where I was

I do my father's drugs

I do my father's drugs

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The Bonk Song · No$hu

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I guess there's nothing particularly solarpunk-y about this track, but... I just thought it was rocking enough to share.

Almost 40 years later and it all still rings true.

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