Rage Against The Machine--Guerrilla Radio
Transmission of a third world third rounf
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
Ain't no shelter if you're looking for shade
I lick shots at a brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On the truth devoured
A sillent play in a shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The camera's eye on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or fot the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
A spectale monopolized
They hold the reins and stole your eyes
The fistagons bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks
More for gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above **** it cut the cord
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Contact i highacked the frequencies
Blockin' the beltway
Move on dc
Way past the days of bombin' mc's
Sound off mumia guan be free
Who gottern yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
An army of pigs try to silence my style
Off em all out that box it's my radio dial
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now
All hell can't stop us now

Guerrilla Radio歌词

Rage Against The Machine

这支乐队于1991年在洛杉矶组建，核心人物、吉他手Tom Morello和主歌手Zack De La Rocha分别来自Lock Up和Inside Out乐队。他们早期创作的几首不俗的单曲以及一些给人印象很深的现场表演最终赢得了大牌唱片公司Epic的青睐并签下合约。随后乐队同Pearl Jam、Body Count、Tool和Suicidal Tendencies等乐队举行了一系列的同台演出，使乐队的知名度飞速上升。

Rage Against The Machine--Guerrilla Radio
Transmission of a third world third rounf
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
Ain't no shelter if you're looking for shade
I lick shots at a brutal charade
As the polls close like a casket
On the truth devoured
A sillent play in a shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The camera's eye on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or fot the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
A spectale monopolized
They hold the reins and stole your eyes
The fistagons bullets and bombs
Who stuff the banks
Who staff the party ranks
More for gore or the son of a drug lord
None of the above **** it cut the cord
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
Contact i highacked the frequencies
Blockin' the beltway
Move on dc
Way past the days of bombin' mc's
Sound off mumia guan be free
Who gottern yo check the federal file
All you pen devils know the trial was vile
An army of pigs try to silence my style
Off em all out that box it's my radio dial
Lights out guerrilla radio
Turn that shit up
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now
All hell can't stop us now