Come now, you rich people, weep and wail for the miseries that are coming to you. Your riches have rotted, and your clothes are moth-eaten. Your gold and silver have rusted, and their rust will be evidence against you, and it will eat your flesh like fire. You have laid up treasure during the last days. Listen! The wages of the laborers who mowed your fields, which you kept back by fraud, cry out, and the cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord of hosts. You have lived on the earth in luxury and in pleasure; you have nourished your hearts in a day of slaughter. You have condemned and murdered the righteous one, who does not resist you.
“When the truth walks away, everybody stays 'cuz the truth about the world is that crime does pay. So if you walk away, who is gonna stay? 'Cuz I like to think the world is a better place.”
The power is in the hands of the few
There are too many homeless too many starving
They don’t care they don’t listen
Their profit is more important than our pain
Than our oppression than our human rights
Sure take from the rich and give to the poor
But when will the greed stop when will the human rights
Be of some importance
They can have their money and their system
We can’t have freedom with restrictions
We can’t have freedom and equity with an entire
System based on competition
Listening to that album nowadays is hair-raising. It’s almost as though people have been screaming in Americans faces for decades about what’s becoming impossible to ignore, I know I was singing these lyrics since 1999:
"Well, I’d like to tell you all about my dream
It’s a place where strip malls abound
And diversion’s mere moments away
Where culture’s defined by the ones least refined
And you’ll be left behind if you don’t fit in
It’s all distorted in Americana my way
Well, fuck you
Whoa, whoa, whoa, well, my dream has come true
Whoa, whoa, whoa, my vision has come true
Now give me my cable, fast food
Four-by’s, tat’s right away
I want it right now 'cause
My ge-generation don’t like to wait
My future’s determined by thieves, thugs and vermin
Wage theft is bigger than all other theft, but far fewer people are dragged onto the sidewalk and strangled to death for it. Maybe that should change.
Come now, you rich people, weep and wail for the miseries that are coming to you. Your riches have rotted, and your clothes are moth-eaten. Your gold and silver have rusted, and their rust will be evidence against you, and it will eat your flesh like fire. You have laid up treasure during the last days. Listen! The wages of the laborers who mowed your fields, which you kept back by fraud, cry out, and the cries of the harvesters have reached the ears of the Lord of hosts. You have lived on the earth in luxury and in pleasure; you have nourished your hearts in a day of slaughter. You have condemned and murdered the righteous one, who does not resist you.
James 5:1-6
Dayum! New favorite bible passage for being obnoxious towards hypocrites with just dropped!
And by “just” I mean “a thousand years ago”, or whenever that part of their book was written 🤷
“When the truth walks away, everybody stays 'cuz the truth about the world is that crime does pay. So if you walk away, who is gonna stay? 'Cuz I like to think the world is a better place.”
To add to your punk rock reference :)
The power is in the hands of the few
There are too many homeless too many starving
They don’t care they don’t listen
Their profit is more important than our pain
Than our oppression than our human rights
Sure take from the rich and give to the poor
But when will the greed stop when will the human rights
Be of some importance
They can have their money and their system
We can’t have freedom with restrictions
We can’t have freedom and equity with an entire
System based on competition
Defiance - Hands of the Few, 1995. This shit ain’t new.
Underrated Offspring jam! I feel like Offspring get written off as pop-punk but are generally underrated as political artists.
Listening to that album nowadays is hair-raising. It’s almost as though people have been screaming in Americans faces for decades about what’s becoming impossible to ignore, I know I was singing these lyrics since 1999:
"Well, I’d like to tell you all about my dream
It’s a place where strip malls abound
And diversion’s mere moments away
Where culture’s defined by the ones least refined
And you’ll be left behind if you don’t fit in
It’s all distorted in Americana my way
Well, fuck you
Whoa, whoa, whoa, well, my dream has come true
Whoa, whoa, whoa, my vision has come true
Now give me my cable, fast food
Four-by’s, tat’s right away
I want it right now 'cause
My ge-generation don’t like to wait
My future’s determined by thieves, thugs and vermin
It’s quite an excursion but it’s okay
Everything’s backwards in Americana my way
Well, fuck you
Whoa, whoa, whoa, well, my dream has come true
Whoa, whoa, whoa, my vision has come true
Yeah, it’s all coming true
I’m a product of my environment
So don’t blame me, I just work here
But I wanna fuck it up
My rights are denied by those least qualified
Trading profit for pride but it’s, it’s okay
Everything’s backwards in Americana my way
Well, fuck you
Whoa, whoa, whoa, my nightmare has come true
Whoa, whoa, whoa, my nightmare has come true
Yeah, it’s all coming true
Yeah, it’s all coming true"