Community Music

Written by: das, pandit, savale, tailor, zaman


New crash is coming

Watch out imf dem try to tek away your sight
Boom an a gloom, recession it a loom
For de second time in ten years monies starting to get tight
Better tek cover 'cos de crash is coming soon
Lock, stockbrokers and two smoking barrels
Spun de roulette wheel an a you won de first time
So forget bout prayers an a your christmas carols
Welcoming de new year back on de breadline

New crash is coming

Pointing de index finger at meaningless figures
Dow jones, wall st., nikkei they all lied
Speculator, golddigger an free market ligger
Here comes a ftse up your backside
Pacific rim panic, taking de tooth from de tiger
Financial fallout overriding de geiger
A war of nerves between the us an japan
Once again de underdogs end up carrying de can

Watch out imf dem try to tek away your sight
Boom an a gloom, recession it a loom
For de second time in ten years it's your money or your life
Better tek cover 'cos de crash is coming soon
International monetary foul play
Talking doublespeak is de order of de day
Freetrade, slavetrade, slip dem a bung an call it aid
Gurus, fakirs: witness de mess dat they have made

It's de end of history, we say it's just de beginning
Struggle for de truth no more doctors will be spinning
Pilger prophecised de profits of de city
Media mogul dying wid his hand inna de kitty
We live in de world that time begatt
Time to check de data debris an change de format
All de way from de frontline here comes de backlash
Bad news outnational announcing de crash!

Written by: das, pandit, savale, tailor, zaman


Read up your history and then you'll reach your destination
Teach up the youth and then you'll find the solution
Education is the key
Will be for eternity
Come focus upon dis and then you will see

We've come so far so fast from what they call the past
Laying down foundations and we know they're gonna last
Present and the future we will never fall
Realise united we stand and divided we fall

This is the wall of community sound
We're comin to get you comin to track you down
No escapin from this militant scientist
Suffer no defeat is upon top of the list
Hope and glory the myth of the labour tories
We're comin down and tellin you a different story
Any time when we come positive and confident
And them coulda never escape this ya judgement

Written by: das, pandit, savale, tailor, zaman


Who controls the past controls the present
And who controls the present controls the future

The battle for the past is for the future
Must be the winners of the memory war
Smash reach out and then grab the flower
At the end of the day their defeat will be for sure

Have you inside your memory the scene of the crime
If you don't have a clue then you're running out a time
Struggle continues while di sunshine
Past and the truth two of them you have to combine
Because books dem a burnt and documents are shredded
Cover ups are covered up in the name of the law
Presidents and royalty caught red handed
And you won't know about it for fifty years or more

Come pay attention to the re-educator
The battle for the past is now the battle for the future
Fire for the messengers of this fake nostalgia
Soon come judgement day

Who controls the past controls the present
And who controls the present controls the future

The history they teach is the voice of the victor
You need to look again you need to have a propaganda!
If truth is your price then come join the bounty hunters
Because truth make you the enemy of all these liars
Because books dem a burnt and documents are shredded
Cover ups are covered up in the name of the law
Presidents and royalty caught red handed
And you won't know about it for fifty years or more

Come pay attention to the re-educator
The battle for the past is now the battle for the future
Fire for the messengers of this fake nostalgia
Soon come judgement day

truth hides under fallen rocks and stones
At the end of a disconnected phone (that's where the truth hides)
Truth hides buried deep beneath your feet
At the end of an unmarked street (that's where the truth hides)

Truth hides with the people written out of history
Black leaders and inventors whose names
Remain a mystery
Great women recorded on ripped out pages
Obliterated wisdom, covered up faces

Truth is lost in the mists of empty vision,
And found in the notebooks of those wrongfully imprisoned,
And in the evidence that was never brought to trial,
But not in the void behind the newsreaders' smile.

Truth hides under fallen rocks and stones
At the end of a disconnected phone (that's where the truth hides)
Truth hides at the end of an unmarked street
Stored (?) deep beneath your feet (that's where the truth hides)

Chorus (x2):
Truth it's a hide under rocks and stones
At the end of your line
Down an unmarked street
Truth it's a hide under rocks and stones
At the end of your line

Truth hides whenever we lose our focus
Slips out the back, quickly replaced by the bogus,
Fleeing soundbites disguised as facts
That reappear in the small print on every contract
Truth hides on the other side of a two-way mirror
In countless documents sent straight to the shredder
That might finally give us the whole of the picture
But until the day we decide to dig a little deeper
We know that truth will hide
Under fallen rocks and stones
At the end of a disconnected phone
Down an unmarked street
And buried deep beneath your feet

Chorus (x5):
Truth it's a hide under rocks and stones
At the end of your line
Down an unmarked street
Truth it's a hide under rocks and stones
At the end of your line.....

Written by: das, savale, pandit


Ami bidrohi!
I the rebel warrior
I have risen alone with my head held high
I will only rest
When the cries of the oppressed
No longer reach the sky
When the sound of the sword of the oppressor
No longer rings in battle
Hear my warcry!

I'm hear to teach you a lesson
I'm hear to torture your soul
I'm the itch in your side that's got out of control
'gonna prey on your conscience
You'll be praying for forgiveness
Seen all the evidence
No longer need a witness
So take my word man
Here's my sentence
One hundred thousand years of repentance.

Check my anger, it's real
Ain't no token
I'll be satisfied only when your back's been broken
It's my burning ambition to burn down your empire
Man i'll be building you a funeral pyre
The fire in my eyes
If looks coulda kill
I won't be satisfied until i've had my fill.
Check my anger, it's real
Ain't no token
I'll be satisfied only when your back's been broken

Ami bidrohi!
I the rebel warrior
I have risen alone with my head held high
I will only rest
When the cries of the oppressed
No longer reach the sky
When the sound of the sword of the oppressor
No longer rings in battle
Hear my warcry!

Repetitive beats beating against your skull
I'll be striking you down
To the sounds of the wardrum
The doum!
The doum of the dhol
Taking its toll
Null and void is what you've become
An underground army with my brothers and sisters
Hand to hand fighting
Building up a resistance
Repetitive beats beating against your skull
Null and void is what you've become

Ami bidrohi!
I the rebel warrior
I have risen alone with my head held high
I will only rest
When the cries of the oppressed
No longer reach the sky
When the sound of the sword of the oppressor
No longer rings in battle
Hear my warcry!

A radical fusion
Strange alliance
The siren and the flute in unison
'cos it's a part of my mission
To break down division
Mental compartments
Psychological prisons.

I'll be sowing the seeds of community
Accomodating every colour every need
So listen to my message and heed my warning
I'm telling you know
How a new age is dawning

Ami bidrohi!
I the rebel warrior
I have risen alone with my head held high
I will only rest
When the cries of the oppressed
No longer reach the sky
When the sound of the sword of the oppressor
No longer rings in battle
Hear my warcry!

Ami bidrohi! ami bidrohi!
Yes the unity of the hindu and the muslim
Will end your tyranny
Ami bidrohi! ami bidrohi!

today, the colour line/is the power line/is the poverty line

Racism and imperialism work in tandem
And poverty is their handmaiden

Those who are poor and powerless to break out of their poverty
Are also those who by and large are non-white, non-western, third world
Poverty and powerlessness are interwined in colour, in race
Discrimination and exploitation feed into each other today
Under global capitalism...

We are back to primitive accumulation - plunder on a world scale
Only this time, the pillage is accompanied by aid, sustained by expert
Advice and underpinned by programmes and policies that perpetuate dependency

The imf, the world bank, structural adjustment programmes
General agreement on tariffs and trade - gatt,
Are just a few of the organisations, schemes, projects
Which under the guise of developing the third world, plunder it.

Trade agreements and commodity price-fixing, patents and
Intellectual property rights
They lock them into paralytic dependency

There's no such thing as illegal immigrants, only illegal
Governments...

Black is not just the colour of our skins
It's the colour of our politics...

There's no such thing as illegal immigrants, only illegal
Governments...

Today, the colour line/is the power line/is the poverty line