Capitalism
Must Die
words by John
Newlands and Rachael Charbonneau
music by John
Newlands
tenor saxophone:
Michael McArthur
trombone: Blair
McNally
trumpet: Nick
Ross
image by Stephanie
McMillan
1 - Sing This Bird To Life
System says
leave no shiny rock unturned
System says
leave no drop of oil unburned
Capitalism is
the way
To turn the
planet grey
But to hope
it'll be okay
Is to think
there's no enemy
The gods are
not around
The gods are
not around
To sing this
bird to life
So we will
have to
Sing this bird
to life
We will have
to
Commodify until
there is nothing left
Steal the sky
and sell it by the breath
The toil vampires
realize
When workers
organize
This scheme
of theft and lies
Is going to
be swept away
The
goddesses won't be enough
The goddesses
won't be enough
To sing this
bird to life
So we will
have to
Sing this bird
to life
We will have
to
2 - Easy Money
With a gun
The north and
south and east and west were won
The ruthless
ones
Sure as hell
know how to get shit done
And how to
make that easy money
How to make
that easy money
When capitalists
throw their weight around
It's development,
it's progress
When we resist
being kept down
We risk a downward
change of address
The euphemism
of choice
Does not change
what's real
With a gun
The land and
sea and air and life were won
The ruthless
ones
Sure as hell
know how to get shit done
And how to
make that easy money
How to make
that easy money
When capitalists
destroy the land
It's productive
and it's crucial
When the workers
disrupt the plan
We impede business
as usual
Capitalist
crazy talk
Does not change
what's real
With a gun
Are taken workers'
sweat and blood and time
The ruthless
ones
Sure as hell
know how to do their crimes
And how to
make that easy money
How to make
that easy money
When capitalists
declare their reign
They come flashing
bits of paper
Scattered,
not yet able to lose our chains
We're compelled
to sell our labour
The explanations
they give
Do not change
what's real
With a gun
The north and
south and east and west were won
The ruthless
ones
Sure as hell
know how to get shit done
And how to
make that easy money
How to make
that easy money
When capitalists
give back a tiny bit
They say it's
generous, it's selfless
When we say
the capitalists are full of it
They say we're
lazy, say we're jealous
The satisfaction
they feel
Does not change
what's real
With a gun
The land and
sea and air and life were won
The ruthless
ones
Sure as hell
know how to get shit done
And how to
make that easy money
How to make
that easy money
When capitalists
poison the water
It's to remain
a prosperous nation
If we dare
oppose the slaughter
We're clashing
with "civilization"
A lie told
thousands of times
Does not change
what's real
With a gun
The north and
south and east and west were won
The ruthless
ones
Sure
as hell know how to get shit done
And how to
make that easy money
How to make
that easy money
How to make
that easy money
That easy money
With a gun
The land and
sea and air and life were won
3 - Squabble
Politicians
pillow fight
While the state
with all its might
Holds the land
in trust
But not for
us
Holds it as
plans are laid
For profit
to be made
That turns
the land to dust
Turns the land
to dust
And while the
workers toil
Bandits with
their boats squabble over the spoils
Squabble over
the spoils
Squabble over
Pacifists turn
a cheek
But we're too
far up the creek
It's all a
deadly con
We have been
led on
This system
will kill us all
If we wait
for it to fall
It cannot be
reformed
Cannot be reformed
And while the
planet burns
Terrorists
with tanks maximize their returns
Maximize
their returns
And squabble
over
And in their
wretched mess
Dow Jones and
his drones look for ways to invest
Look for ways
to invest
And squabble
over
4 - Capitalism Must Die
Capitalism is
destruction
Capitalism
is misery
Capitalism
is an affliction
Capitalism
is the enemy
Capitalism must die
Capitalism is
empire
Capitalism
is the man
Capitalism
is enclosure
Capitalism
is stolen land
Capitalism must die
Capitalism is
global warming
Capitalism
is extinction
Capitalism
is greenwashing
Capitalism
is invasion
Capitalism
is privatization
Capitalism
is supply side
Capitalism
is genocide
Capitalism
is omnicide
Capitalism must die
Capitalism is
police state
Capitalism
is pornography
Capitalism
is prostitution
Capitalism
is atomization
Capitalism
is violation
Capitalism
is thug justice
Capitalism
is surveillance
Capitalism
is commodification
Capitalism
is wage theft
Capitalism
is expropriation
Capitalism
is dispossession
Capitalism
is exploitation
Capitalism
is domination
Capitalism
is inequality
Capitalism
is armed robbery
Capitalism
is poverty
Capitalism must die
Capitalism is
not reformable
Capitalism
is not sustainable
Capitalism
is not inevitable
Capitalism
is not unbeatable
Capitalism
is not ethical
Capitalism
is not logical
Capitalism must die
5 - The Workers And The Thief
Dawn to dusk
we're on our feet
For not enough
now to make ends meet
It's a rigged
game we play
And it always
goes your way
This arrangement
suits you fine
Steal our work
yeah and steal our time
It's as rotten
and absurd
As a politician's
word
We're the workers
And you're
a thief
In the real
world
Somewhere beyond
belief
Not one thing
gets done
Your industries
don't run
Not without
our labour
We're the workers
And you're
a thief
The more we
give, the more you take
Accelerate
now until we break
The carrot
and the stick
The wars and
the rhetoric
You want the
whole world enclosed
And then you
say that's the way it goes
Happy to take
Everything
we make
We're the workers
And you're
a thief
In the real
world
Somewhere beyond
belief
What is it you
do
To get shit
named after you
You profit-mad
exploiter
We're
the workers
And you're
a thief
We are bound
but we will be free
This is only
temporary
We are bound
but we will be free
This is only
temporary
6 - Ship In A Bottle
Ship in a bottle
And a crew
confused
Sky on wires
Keeps us amused
No new horizon
No wind of
change
No revolution
Course set
in vain
Break the glass
that holds us back
Motion is what
we lack
'Cause a ship
in a bottle
Will never
get us anywhere
A ship in a
bottle
Will never
get us anywhere
Ship in a bottle
No haven here
Spellbound
and waiting
Disarmed by
fear
Nothing is perfect
And will never
be
Learn as we
fall and rise
Out on the
sea
Deck chair badass,
are you brave?
Learn to struggle
through the waves
'Cause a ship
in a bottle
Will never
get us anywhere
Close to where
we need to go
A ship in a
bottle
Will never
get us anywhere
Close to where
we need to go
7 - When The Oil Hits The Fan
Army Corps Of
Engineers
Kill the bees
and flash chill the beer
B-47 chiseled
from the steel blue sky
Your 50s heaven
will not fit in the plans
When the oil
hits the fan
Sci-fi boys
won't save the day
Or help the
poor their government made
Middle class
daydream faded as a hippie shirt
Cheering for
the home team won't steady trembling hands
When the oil
hits the fan
When the oil
hits the fan
When the oil
hits the fan
When the oil
hits the fan
If this is the
end of days
We still don't
want the bandits to have it their way
If this is
the end of days
We still don't
want the liars to take us for prey
If this is
the end of days
We still don't
want the cowards to have it their way
If this is
the end of days
We still don't
want exploiters to take us for prey
If this is
the end of days
We still don't
want polluters to have it their way
If this is
the end of days
We still don't
want oppressors to take us for prey
If this is
the end of days
We still don't
want the fuckers to have it their way
