REMOTE CONTROL Turn on tune in veg out Free will is on its way out All your free time you watch TV I bet you forgot how to read Televised social control You are under the remote control Society feeds you its conformists ideal The latest fashions and the medias lies Lifestyles of the rich and famous Keeps you toiling obediently A consumer slave Television is probably the single most pervasive instrument of social control in modern society, The insidious thing about television is that so many millions of people choose to spend hour after hour in front of it. With the average American watching something like four hours of television a day its no wonder that American society remains so obediant and complacent. Big Brother doesnīt need to put checkpoints on every corner or listen in on every conversation when the populace so readily chooses to pacify itself and stay ignorant. PHYRRIC VICTORY Young idealist Joins party and the struggle Subjects their will To the party's discipline Place your faith in leaders You become a pawn Place your faith in leaders You become what you despise Demagogues and sycophants Dictate your every thought Obedience to the party line Ensures your submission Peoples victory finally arrives But liberation is tyranny A new regime More oppressive than the last Place your faith in leaders You become a pawn Place your faith in leaders Become what you despise Time and time again we see the young idealist (usually a student) sucked into the world of leftist polictics. Following others orders and dogma blindly they become as brainwashed as any cult member. Constantly sacrificing individual rights to the party and authority it is little wonder that Marxist revolutions always end in tyranny and bloodshed. PREY IN SCHOOL Locked inside Prison with no bars American highschool Youīre here to learn the rules Learn to conform Learn to obey Live by the bell Do as they say Forced into a mold Of middle class students Productive worker/student Someone elseīs pawn If you dissent Dare to rebel The authorities will send you To institutional hell Homogenized Socialized Individuality Stigmatized Sent to a reform school Special learning institution Christian concentration camp Private psychiatric prison Parents shrinks and counselors Think you have a problem Itīs called self expression Natural youth rebellion You have no more rights Under their control Pump you full of drugs Will brainwash prevail Societyīs last chance To grind you down You will make it to 18 If your mind is strong Almost all of us had to attend high school, most of us hated it. We probably all had a friend who just couldnīt cope with the regimentation and brainwashing and was sent to a psychiatric institution to "straighten them out." Thousands of such institutions exist. Parents and shrinks convinced that their conformist children are somehow mentally-ill fill them with drugs and send them to institutions that are guaranteed to drive their kids crazy. DEATH FOR VANITY Thereīs a models face on cover of a book That she wrote telling women how to look But behind the lipstick smile and mascara eyes No on hears the agonized cries of the animals On which the makeup is tested Burning skin corroded eyes Concealed by corporation lies They say these tests are needed But they donīt tell you how the animals Are treated Their suffering will protect against Any lawsuit filled These test are pointless but you donīt care They just sell the makeup that you wear No animals can stand in their way Of human progress today The makeup that you wear is dripping blood These companies must be stopped But they never will As long as you buy the makeup they sell There is something you can do Relize the bucks stops with you Only buy makeup thatīs cruelty free Or donīt bother with the shit at all DEATH FOR VANITY II Knuckles torn and bloody From going down your throat Nausea and Starvation In a quest for unobtainable beauty Society dictates Conformist standards of appaerence Its models and movie stars Surgically altered and engineered Eating disorders are societal A product of patriarchy Women conditioned from an early age Please men satisfy their gaze A deadly race to keep up With the prettiest girls in school Turns into a nightmare life Of starvation and bulimia We must learn to accept Our peers as what they are Rather than hold them to Socially dictated fantasy standard When punks rebel against society We must rebel against its rules and roles Peer pressure and socialization drive many young women to starve themselves in order to CONFORM to artificial movie star standars of beauty. Many die as result of eating disorders and thousands more are physically and mentally scarred for life. While society recognizes such disorders as harmful the constant brainwashing propaganda is still allpervasive in the media, fashion and beauty industries SALVATION IN DEATH You seek deaths finality To escape lifes banality Fate pre-ordained does not have to be Seize control of you destiny With frustration and pain your world is rife Consider the taking of your own life Locked in a vicious circle of depression Time to rise above this abysmal retrogression End it in a second with a blade or a gun Or kill yourself slowly with alcohol and drugs We are captains at the helm As we sail the seas of fate A fact to many realize When its far too late Youīll rot in your grave You know you wonīt be saved At end to lifes travails With your last breath There is no salvation Salvation in death This Death Metal Epic is about suicide and individual will versus pre-ordained fate. "There is no god to hear your prayer, there is no evil lord, only fools would trade this life, for a mythic netherworld". A glimps of a more metallic and poetic DESTROY that could have been. HYSTERIA Red scare Could war Racial tension Drug war Hysteria hysteria hysteria Psychology of mass control The state and its allies in the media need an enemy, real or perceived to justify their repressive actions. Just like the "two minutes hate" in Orwellīs 1984 mass hysteria is used to whip the people into a frenzy or fear and anxiety against an external enemy or an internal menace. By polarizing issues in terms of law abiding society vs. a dangerous foreign element government ensures the full co-operation of the public in repressive measure against dissent. Some historical examples include the Red Scare of 1919-1021, the trials of Sacco and Vanzetti or the Rosenbergs, anti-immigrant and anti-minority rhetoric and the continuing erosion of individual rights disguised as a war on drug use. BURN DOWN THE MALL Smash the spectacle Of consumer society Burn down the mall Loot burn and destroy Mall of America Burn down the mall Minnesota is now home of the worlds largest shopping mall. This monument to a wasteful consumer society is so ascetically repulsive it makes me want to destroy without a pity. While the lyrics to these songs may touch to many POLITICAL and social problems you will notice they offer few solutions. Suspicious as I am of any organized political grouping or ideology I offer a simple five letter solution - ARSON! CROWD CONTROL Be happy and complacement Conform and consume Dance as the ship goes down Your society is doomed Pay your money stand in line Like sheep in a semon rapt, yet blind Right where they want you You are controlled Everythingīs under Under control All the latest hits To keep you in your place Decadent yuppie larva Swallow is blindly A smile on their face Songs all written on computers Thereīs no musicians Only actors and performers Circus Maximus Spins round and round Mesmerized by the spectacle As it drags you down Music is an industry With packed products to sell Rock and Disco for the middle class Rap and Metal for the teens who think they Rebel Music is a safety value A method of social control An outlet for your energy Your rebellion is on hold Right where they want you You are controlled Everythings under Under control Anyone who has attended an "arena rock" spectacle has probably noticed the quasi-religious nature of the event. While religion was once the opium of the masses-the drug that kept them ignorant, obedient and happy - today it is popular culture. And what element of popular culture is more integral to the lives of (especially young) people than music. Our preferences in music define our style, our leisure activities, the people we associate with and ultimatley our thought and behaviour. While popular music is nothing but a soundtrack to subservience, punk remains a vibrant under- ground almost twenty years after its rise. The true rebellious nature of Rock and Roll has been constantly repackaged and sold to the public. This corporate rebellion of the metaller and the rapper is a sad joke serving only to divert any rebellious impulse of the youth into mindless hero-worship and self destruction. GOD SQUAD Oh shit its the god squad Say that i need jesus christ To save me from this worthless life Stop this sin and get a wife Say that Aids has come Like a plague on the Egyptians We need a fucking disease For all the uptight christians Preach ancient mythology Support the church hypocrisy I wish that you would stay away from me Why donīt you just leave me be Your message isnīt reaching me Stay away from me This song was inspired by real life experiences of being constantly harassad by jesus freaks on campus as a young student. Something about being a green haired punk rocker seemed to constantly attract them. I even painted "stay away" on my vest for a while. At least I could vent my frustrations in song DEATH OF A GENERATION Europeīs innocence was in the streets Its guilt was in the cabinets Statesmen lead the masses Forward to their doom Death of a generation What a price glory Youths optimism shattered In the kindermord Millions of voices silenced A war to end all wars From the fields of the Somme To the fortress of Verdun A generation crushed By the fury of modern war This song was inspired by two book about the First World War by Alastair Home Death of a generation and What price Glory. From our vantage point in the late 20th Century we are de-sensitized to the sheer horror of the mass slaughter that we now know as the first of two World Wars. The study of history reveals terror and suffering on a scale previously inconceivable and compounded upon ever since. THE REVOLUTION WILL NOT BE ANALOG Just as firearms Gave the peasant a tool against the knight So the computer is our lever against The oppressor Digital Revolutionaries Wreck Havoc in cyberspace Sabotage from within Leaving not a trace Our revolution will not be analog Products of the info-age Raised on technology The future is now For the cyberpunk Shockwave riders At war with tyranny Boxes, chips and fiber optics Stock the armory One for the cyberpunks and phreaks out there. The system can be attacked by many means. Just as David was able to defeat Golitaht by means of a sling and superior will so too can the rebel defeat the system by superior use of its own technology. "The capitalist will gladly sell you the very rope you intend to hang him with." NECROPOLIS The rich fled to the suburbs And the jobs fled overseas Now urban life has crumbled And the cityīs under siege Working class and ethic bastions Broke up and atomized Soulles urband spawl Leaves us isolated and dehumanized Miles and miles of ghetto And boarded up empty homes As rich suburbs creep ever outwards In search of an empty aesthetic Spectacular capitalist culture Has reduced us to common slaves Plug in culture broadcast into suburbian homes Replaces the vibrant culture of the city A hundred expressways out of town With no destination One way ticket out Of a forsaken civilization Fortress suburbia Safe from percieved decline Is instead a stage For abuse neglect and dysfunctional Poverty and despair Crime drugs and homelessness Metropole crumbles to dust Why live in a city already dead? Squatters punks and outcasts Rule the ruins of tomorrow today Scraping a living from the empires fall Thriving of urban decay Americaīs cities stand as monuments to a disposable lifetstyle. Those who can afford too flee to the suburbs in droves and leave the inner city to decay and die. The artificial reality of the suburbs with their consumer aestetic only serves as a facade for decline. There is still life and movement in the ruins. Beneath the surface lurk the "troops of tomorrow" the disenfranchised, the urban pioneer. Someday the thin veneer of order will crumble away and these elements will rise to the surface. WAR WITHOUT MERCY Theories of Mitchell and Douhet AAF to vindicate Strategic bombardment Shall obliterate Unseen enemy Another culture a diffrent race Raining death above Never see a human face War- With no mercy War- With no mercy Home islands cities all to raze One by one set ablaze Tokyo consumed by fire As falls the sun godīs empire Rising sun is falling down Cities burnt to the ground Commerce rainding in the seas This is with no mercy Rascist propaganda Inflames war hysteria Modern warīs full fury unleashed Power of the atom bomb released Nagasaki, Hiroshima, August ī45 Two cities levelled Tens of thousands die This song takes its name from a book examining the racist natire of Americas war on Japan 1941-45. MCMLXVIII War ragin cities burning Violence in the streets Long hot summer days of rage Youths in full revolt Black Panthers young lords example for today Paris, Prauge, Belfast and Mexico the fight for Freedomīs waged Nineteen sixty eight nineteen sixty eight For one heroic year revolution was in grasp But yesterdays rebels are oppressors of today From these days of decision there are Lessons to be learned The state has learned its lesson Its time that we learns ours The revolutionary movement in the west seemed to reach a new peak in 1968. An entire generation was radicalized and mobilized for social change. The powers that be managed to freeze out this rebllion through the use of a brute force, a flood of drugs, token reforms and co-option of many figurehead leaders. The response to the LA reballion shows that the state has learned to deal with urband revolt . Our continued freedom to openly dissent shows that the state has also learned to accept a certain level of organized resistance. However, once this level of resistance or dissent becoms a threatening except to share the fate of the Branc Davidians, Mohawk Indians, or MOVE. MISERY The world is just a game played by you Everyone can be twisted to bow before you * I am the master and your are the slave * Your ego-bound power trip fills me with rage Why wonīt you ever let me be All you ever do is shit on me The more you tell me what to do The more Iīm going to say * Fuck You! * To use and abuse is the way of the game Blinded by glory and dillusions of fame Trampling those around you: Means to an end Iīm exposing your fucked up ways which you Canīt defend I wonīt be ripped apart by your cut-downs The situation is changed Iīm ending it right now Where once was friendship now there is pain Now itīs my turn to attack and expose your shame Itīs all over now: Been brought to an end Too blind to see anything, you wonīt be relent A new circle of followers to bend to your will Another set of * friends * to make their lives a living hell. Unfortunatley at this present moment in history, humankind has yet to find a suitable solution for dealing with power-mongers hell-bent on to controlling our lives. Occasionally, we are all subject to their thaunts, insult and lies, which this song is about. This is a very personal song about overcoming a brush with such asshole ...a song I think too many people can relate to. Donīt let the bastards grind you down! ALL AMERICAN WORKING CLASS HERO The worst kind of slave Believes he is free You have been bought off By consumer society Pretension to middle class Ruin working class solidarity Grope for trappings of affluence As your real wages decline When youīre fortyfive And they canīt use you no more Give you a pink slip and point you to the door A mindless pawn of capital A slave to the man Obeyed their rules Played their game Believed their promises All of them lies Now you join the others On the welfare line Fill out their forms lick their boots For a check each month To keep you from starving Just another tool to buy you off Ensure your dependance on the state In your ignorance youīll never rebel And with your dying breath youīll still blame Yourself The American worker. Never in history has anyone been more duped into accepting their own oppression. Is the caged animal in a larger cage any more free than one in a cage so small it cannot turn around ? DOGFIGHT Manīs best friend or so its said A noble dog Lies bloody and dead Victims of a mindless sport Practiced by the ignorant sort Bred and trained To kill their own kind Inhumane puppy mills And brutal training Forced into the pit and death Cruel minded scum Place their bets And the dogs tear at Eachothers flesh Only a sadist could delight In such carnage The cops donīt care Itīs a good old boy thing And the dogs die senselessy in the ring When the cops hassle the punks Donīt they always threaten to shoot our dogs All too often the US animal rights movement focuses on the abuses of farm animals or endagered species. Dog fighting, though illegal, is very widespread and leads to the abusing and death of thousands of dogs each year. Punks and dogs have a special relationship and we should look for our canine compatriots. Bloodsports must be stopped. SWORD OF DAMOCLES Media fills our eyes and ears With vision of violent streets Surely the decline of the family Has lead to a decay of society But these family values Are values of dysfunction The most violent place in America Is inside the home Children molested and abused Spouses beaten and raped Where can you run or hide When the killing fields are your home Blackened eyes and broken teeth Still return for more Vicious circle of dependancy Will it end in death? My experiences growing up poor being raised by a single mother pale in comparation to the horror stories from many friends who grew up in well to do, happy, suburbian families. According to hospital statistics patients treated for injuries resulting from violence are primarily victims of domestic violence not random crime. Most rape victims were not assaulted on the street but raped by an acquaintance. The true levels of physical and sexual abuse are difficult to quantify statistically but with so many of my friends telling me stories of vicimization I think it is a far greater problem than we care to admit. WAR ON WANKERS When your band started out We thought you were the shit Bought your records, booked your shows īCos you were down with the scene Our support and loyalty Took you really far Record deals, world wide tours Youīll be the next big star Used the punk scene as a stepping stone Become a major label star When the limelight fades Weīll remember who you are Sign to a major label Play commercial shit Claim credit for being underground While distancing yourselves from us Now the critics love you Your career is at itīs peak But as your ego grows Your music gets more weak Used the punk as a stepping stone Become a major label star When the limelight fades We remeber who you are Lost all your creativity No one likes you any more And we wonīt be fooled By your nostalgic comeback tour Youīre just another sellout We never needed anyway Weīll stay true to the underground Long after you fade away Ironically this song was written just a few months before "pop punk" exploded into the media spotlight. Taking a cue from the great 1983 NOTA song War on Wankers I wrote this rant about sell out bands. My prescience was matched only by the delays in releasing this album. Youīll notice I donīt name any band names in this song. You, the listener, can think up your own. STOP THINKING AND FOLLOW Unimportant undistinguished Lost with no identity You want power You crave authority Stop thinking and follow Individual will Submitted to the mass Conform and blindly follow Like brownshirts of the past From your own fear of humiliation You try to hide Try to pick the winning side Choose your ideology When you choose your gang Imitate their beliefs Dress and slang You stick together Source of your pride Agression domination Builds inside Conformist group False sense of superiority Afraid to admit Your own inferiority Judgement and condemnation Are your deepest fears Set out to prove yourself In the eyes of your peers You rape and rob And victimize the meek Fighting ten on one To hide the fact that youīre weak Doc Marten boots Shaven head Stop thinking and follow Your mind is dead This is an older song inspired by my observations of a skinhead gang war in Minneapolis in the late 80īs. The closer one looks the less one sees dividing the mentality of the average Nazi-bonehead from the average SHARP skin. While a few skinheads continue to surprise me by thinking for themselves, the majority remain an ignorant and pathetic lot. Mentally crippled and insecure their only recourse is to bury their identity in a conformist subculture based on an idealized characture to late 60īs English soccer hooligans. Recent years seem to have seen fewer skinheads associating with the Punk/Hardcore scene. I can only hope this trend continues. LAID TO WASTE The sky is black with clouds of flame Europeīs cities blaze Total war strategic bombing Cities laid to waste Gurenica, and London Rotterdam, Dresden Terror..Bombing..Total...War Burning cities broken homes Millions die for leaders conquests Cities laid...Laid to waste Around the turn of the century there was some movement towards banning aerial warfare in the same way poison gas and exploding bullets are prohibited from use in war. However, experience with the tactical use of the airplane in war proved it was an invaluable addition to a Nations arsenal. Some experimation with strategic bombing was conducted in the First World War but it was not until the bombing of Guernica in the Spanish Civil War that its true meaning was grasped. The Second World war was truly a total war. Every citizen was a combatant and every home a target. Whole cities were destroyed with the aim of instilling terror rather than disabling any military target. After the war the Strategic Bombing Survey and other studies concluded that this massive effort was of little military value. Strategic bombingīs only saving grace was the developement of nuclear weapons. A development which threatens the existence of our planet to this day. RENDER UNTO CAESAR Render unto Caesar every april 15th Taxation is extortion feeding the coffers Of the state Our sweat and blood is squandered On the politicans schemes Subsidize the rich With the wages of the poor Taxing all transactions Tax the fucking land Iīll buy used or steal Work under the table Do whatever I can So as not to pay the man CHAINS OF TORMENT Cops serve the rich The rich make the laws No justice for you Once youīre in their claws Property and wealth Police protect and serve Bankers and businessmen Wonīt get what they deserve Eliminate the cops True justice you will see Rapist and molesters Will swing from every tree Forces of repression Everywhere you go Perceived fear of crime Serves the status quo REDNECK Corrosion of conformity 1982 BANALITY OF EVIL A number a uniform and anonymity Rank a gun and vague authority Yesterdays victim, todays armed bully Sadistic revenge against society Banality of evil, no fucking excuse Commit your vile atrocities When your crimes are exposed for all to see You utter som shit abouts evilīs banality Doing your job doing your duty Uniformed thugs with power obsesed Try to pass the buck for your excess Acted under orders, under duress You loved every moment why donīt you confess Those were your days of glory Your finest hour Revelling in the glory Of your new found power But your taste of domination Will soon grow sour The past catches up With every hour GET USED TO IT Gay and proud and in your face Coming out every place Provokes your violent aggression From the direction of anotherīs affection Might make you feel uncomfortable You might think itīs strange But youīd better be used to it īCos it never gonna change Your cruel jokes and violent behavior Reveal bigoted sexual insecurity Discriminatory behavior Of dominant hetero society What if hetero males Were the victims and not the queer nation Maybe then weīd see Some appaels of toleration Get used to it! GYNOCIDE Sacrificed upon the pyre Consumed by manīs mortal fire Such has been the womanīs fate Dissent and burn at the stake Victims of patriarchy, victims of tradition Persecution as control, sanctified by Religion Foreign cultures easy to indict But does not the same terror Reign on our streets at night? Today in Africa female circumcision Is brutaliy imposed to enforce submission Crippling brutal mutilation To enforce male domination Barbaric clitorectomy To enforce patriarchy Indian woman burned alive Their husband they cannot survive Woman treated like property Sold and murdered for their dowry I know Iīm supposed to understand Cultural differences But thereīs no way to justify These barbaric pratices ODE TO RAMEN Five for a dollar Cooks in three minutes Tastes great! Ode to Ramen, ode to Ramen BURN THIS RASCIST SYSTEM DOWN BURN THIS RASCIST SYSTEM DOWN! ATOMIC MYOPIA Three mile island, Chernobyl Tip of the iceberg Capitalism communism alike Sacrifice the enviroment Health of the people is sacrificed To amass power and profits For the privileged few Nuclear power and weapons Inextricably linked Manīs perceived mastery over nature Perceived mastery over his foes Waste and nuclear subst Poisoning the seas Cancer and pollution Thousand years legacy From Chernobyl to Puerto Rico Unsafe reactors stand Silently killing Leaking radiation ANTHEM Anarchy punk chaos destroy! Ad Nauseum Louder faster louder faster BLEEEEEEARRRRGGHHHH! F.Y.I.P Fuck you Iīm punk! ENFORCED ORTHODOXY Censorship on the left and right Watch what you think Watch what you say Enforced orthodoxy LETHAL HABITS Shoot some cocain To pacify your brain Itīs brought to you Courtesy of the CIA In Vietnam men didnīt die in vain The US shipped back heroin in their body bags My neighborhoods a shooting gallery Because of crackdealing scum Another kid blown away Thirteen years young Whatīs your pleasure What drugs did you do today? Because of your habit Who died along the way? Drug dealers Death dealers Life stealers Junkie Breeders OBEDIENCE Throughout history People have suffered and died Because they would not question Their leaders lies I say fuck authority Fuck auothority Fuck auothority And open up your eyes DEFIANCE Iīll do what I want Not what you dictate I wonīt buy into The system of today Iīll say what I think Not what you dictate Because Iīm free No pawn of the state I wonīt support This fucking system Iīll stand up and fight Make the world listen I will resist Usurpers and tyrants Against the oppressor I remain defiant YUPPIE BEWARE When yuppie scum Come to town Building their townhouses You gotta burn them down This city is ours we already live here You raise up the rent drive up the price of beer Yuppies donīt like the sight of me They call their slaves the police I outran your fat servants For the second time this week I hope you like punk rock Better hide your car Thereīs a party on your block The suburbs are for you Stay the fuck out there Wanna gentrify my neighborhood Yuppie beware SANTA-GOD Do you believe in Santa Claus? Do you believe in god? Are you bound by christianity Or another trite mythology Whatīs your god done for you lately? Did he pay your rent or just save you from your sins? Have you heard from Allah christ or the Great pumpkin? The opium of the masses keeps you ignorant And blind Time to realize that religionīs nothing more Than a futil attempt to explain what we Cannot understand With superstition and fairy tales CHILDRENīS CRUSADE We are the new youth crew Take a look at this tattoo Time has come to deal with you īCos we saw you drinking brew United and bald you and me United against conformity Straight and clean is the way Deviate and you will pay Harken to the righteous tirade Join up with the childrenīs crusade Moving from the suburbs to the lower East Side Middle class youth display their working Class pride When mom and dad say its just a phase Straight til death is what Iīll say Will the crusader still be straight When heīs old enough to graduate WEīRE STRONG TO THE FINISH īCOS WE EATS OUR SPINACH We donīt eat cows We donīt eat pigs We donīt eat sheep But our muscles are big If you want to be big and strong like us Eating your veggies is a must TOTAL FUCKING CHAOS Blood for the blood gods! Speeding cross the tundra On our cro-moly steeds We valiantly ride forth To do chaotic deeds Spreading devastation In our knobby studded path No feeble mortal yuppie shall escape our Awesome wrath Forget nothing forgive no-one Blazin molten metal forged in the depths of Hell The hordes increase as our mighty force swell Rabidly possessed with malevolent fury Get out of our way weīre in a fucking hurry Forged in the maelstrom we are chaos spawn Riding out of darkness and onto your lawn Crushing your bones under our tires Tempered by evil in the blood godīs fires In our wake follow the beasts Blood of our victims shall become their feast Slaves to masters bound by no laws Those who defy shall perish in their jaws US VS. THE WORLD II You call us an elitist crew Because we got no faith in you Kick ass to any nazi whoīll give you a brew Weīve got better things to do FUCKING ALTERNATIVE Fucking alternative! Grab a beer someone pass out Fucking Punk Rock! DOOM OF THE GREEDY The owner grins blandly as he watches The workers toil Groaning under the crack of the whip As they plant seeds in the soil Land that should be theirs But the company owns it all Now the heat grows unbearable As the works slows to a crawl Multinational corporations Exploitation of the starving nations Rob them of their food, land and pride Reaping profits off those who die Growing coffee rather than food Their lies owned by the master Sweating and starving in the dirt Forced to work the crops faster As he threatens to cut wages Already they hardly survive But he can find more cheap labor So he drives them until they die Some workers wait in a hut Revenge they can take no more Time to smash down the greedy With a plan they have in store They arm with sticks and torches Set fire to his house and crops He staggers out screaming from the blaze And they beat him until he drops