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Rats and Snakes

by Red Union

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1.
The Call 03:41
THE CALL Turning pages on the calender With every day I’m growing more assured That I can’t stay here anymore Giving in to little fantasies Was the only cure for my disease But now I’m walking out the door I hear the voice from far away Calling me, calling me Every bone is begging me to stray Follow me, follow me Fill my head with crazy plans and schemes Wave goodbye to all my dumb routines Misery is breathing down my neck Certainty lays heavy on my back Feel the boredom settling in The air is heavy in my dirty room Dig my way out of this dreary tomb Now it’s time to breathe again I hear the voice from far away Calling me, calling me Every bone is begging me to stray Follow me, follow me Fill my head with crazy plans and schemes
2.
Night Away 03:32
NIGHT AWAY It's way past midnight And alcohol is keeping us awake I stare across the table At friends I love and learning how to hate We've been here before So many times that I no longer care But I should say, for the sake of better times Let's drop it now before we end up there 'Cause we can't talk the night away If we have nothing left to say So let's stop talking And let's stop making same mistakes I couldn't take another shot Of depression and despair Have we forgotten All the things that made us strong I would give it all I've got To get it back Let's go to the seaside we could drown the pain And wash the dirt away And start again With the hope of better times With a brand new bond to guide us through the days
3.
Not a Saint 03:19
NOT A SAINT Stand right next to the scum of the earth and you will seem like a good man but some of us still remember What you did and what you said back then Back then when the country was burning When decency went underground Your trademark Christian love and compassion were nowhere to be found You were blessing the lords of war Called their crimes a righteous crusade aware that powers that you possess could have stopped that mad parade A virus of dumb hypocrisy Broke out on the day when you died Killing the seed of the secular state boosting worst kind of national pride And they said you were a hero everyone dying to kiss your dead hand bend over backwards to praise you Put all our lives under clergy's command Chorus: You are not a saint You are not a saint I just cannot cry I'm not gonna faint You are not a saint You are not a saint your golden shine is a blood-based paint You are not a saint saints don't exist outside of this right-wing nation you will not be missed How low have we fallen How low our standards are set when not being a child molester is a quality to be met
4.
So Alone 03:18
SO ALONE There's a thought between her ears there's a tear for every fear there's a word that breaks her heart apart She's been hurt so many times Isolated, sacrificed... Life is just a boring, cruel game But this is the last time she cries Her tears will never run again they aged her face and dried her skin she locks herself inside her troubled mind Her tears will never run again to hell with all her stupid friends screaming on the inside cause she's so alone she's so goddamn alone Without hopes and dreams and with a knife on the wrist such a perfect way to put it all to an end Cause she's so alone, so alone And she waited for so long thinking she could carry on but no, it's over... Her tears will never run again desperate efforts all in vain Every plan has failed - it's self destruction! The sun will never rise again water's rushing in like hell Her boat is headed straight to the bottom of this sea.
5.
False Profit 03:16
FALSE PROFIT Strange pictures on TV, laughing loud, yellow teeth and debris, brown snout. Conquering the last bit of my breath, declaring total war on common sense. I don't won't to cry, but this pain inside my heart just won't let me go. That's why I'm so zeroed. While the clowns are singing, the bells are ringing, no one cares, nobody's thinking. They've been dreaming of this quiet life, wasting money made of lies. But this masquerade is all bound to stop. I don't won't to cry, but this pain inside my heart just won't let me go. I'm not a clown , although I'm a zero. So don't back down, no don't just turn around. Don't let go. Don't back down, no don't just turn around. Play your song. The greatest thing that you will ever know is ability to love without reserve. But when love is gone you will have to learn to fire back when you get burned. And I will give you anything. As long as you're here, I know what to do. And I promise that everything will be clear once we start fresh and new.
6.
Pyroclass 04:13
PYROCLASS Pyroclass, once enjoyed the "better times". Now living day by day mining mountains of sorrow for memories of gold. Through the core of hell and back again, they've learned to survive. But what's it worth when they always dread, and burn up inside. All he wanted was a modest life job, wife and kids. All he got is no sleep at night, picking up the bits... ...in my mind, I'll not deny, pictures of good times still passing by. Loosing control, Won't be treated like a fool. shooting guns, tossing (planting) bombs. Killing everybody around. Slashing through the night. Cutting throats, poking eyes. Taking back my life. No one else will survive. 'Till we call it home. A place were we'll grow old, where we'll lay our bones. But first theirs and yours. Through the core of hell and back again, but this time it's fine. Because I won't fear anymore, I won't stand in line. I lost my fucking mind, job, wife and kids. Now I lurk in the night, chopping you to bits. ...in my eyes, you'll not deny, pictures of good times waving goodbye. Loosing control, Won't be treated like a fool. shooting guns, tossing (planting) bombs. Killing everybody around. Slashing through the night. Cutting throats, poking eyes. Taking back my life. No one else will survive. 'Till we call it home. A place were we'll grow old, where we'll lay our bones. But first theirs and yours. And it feels like home. A place were we're growing bored. Where we chew on bones, on bloody totem poles, live in denial. Pyroclass, once enjoyed the "better times". Now living day by day mining mountains of sorrow. Loosing control, Won't be treated like a fool. shooting guns, tossing (planting) bombs. Killing everybody around. Slashing through the night. Cutting throats, poking eyes. Taking back my life. No one else will survive.
7.
RATS and SNAKES This is not the time to take away, cheat ,divide and ruin. We should stick together,in all this mess of fake moral flood from sewers. Dried eyes out, speaking in tongues of fraud. Their mind is all about, corrupt and foul. See them raising all this walls. We were colorful and free, only this time,I want you to know, only this time, it's all black and white. Just remember that we've tried, and we lived for a little while. Like a light house in dark days/haze, through the years of rats and snakes. ... This is not the time to break a leg. Run and never turn. They'll be creeping right behind your back, stalking forever. Their seed is already sown. If we let it grow on it's own, I want you to know that if we reap it it will sure steer us to an edge. And then,good bye! han solo rats and snakes...
8.
DOWNTOWN CRETINS Downtown cretins with their suicide business they've got their hands in my pockets cheap speed in their nostrils downtown cretins fans and believers protectors of tradition scum by definition I took one more than I could ever take I'm going home cause I can't stand to see your face Downtown cretins You're just thugs with "opinions" Up in everybody's faces Your business is their business Downtown troopers Patroling their corners Constantly suspicious Malevolent, malicious I took one more than I could ever take Nowhere to go your switchblades flicker everywhere Kill me, hurt me - go ahead... downtown cretins (4x)
9.
NUKE, THE WORLD Cruising in a humvee, feel that warm breeze in the air, smoke 2 packs of Camel's, spot a civilian, practice you aim. Spear the locals with a smile that is fake and not sincere. Deploy tanks and choppers, have no fear,the help is here. It's a fun pumped action. Storm the cities,seal the fates. Nuke,nuke,nuke, the world! x2 Make them remember who we are. Nuke,nuke,nuke, the world! x2 Death and tyranny,The end of deals. Nuke,nuke,nuke, the world! x2 We make sure that we conceal, Nuke,nuke,nuke, the world! x2 our imperial ideals. To boost the performance bring out the cluster bombs. white phosphorus, cheap cocaine, unleash Blackwater death drones. Rig the news channels, flash the titles ,make the bond. This emerging nuclear menace will feel the patriot's respond. Heart pumping action. Bring them all to their knees. Nuke,nuke,nuke, the world! x2 Make them remember who we are. Nuke,nuke,nuke, the world! x2 Death and tyranny,The end of deals. Nuke,nuke,nuke, the world! x2 We make sure that we conceal, Nuke,nuke,nuke, the world! x2 our imperial ideals. -------------epilogue-------------- Dust your medals under moonlight, nightmares will keep you awake. Thorn crown was strung too tight, it was all a grave mistake. Back home it's not forgiving. Pictures of people and black ribbon. Now it's late for a family hug, with a silent casket and a rug.
10.
EMPTY POCKETS Tell me what you wanna do tonight let's go downtown and set the place alight It's been so long and I can't recall amazing feeling of stand or fall because we're dead and we know it very well Because we're dead soon we'll have nothing left to sell A last call for your assistance to stand up straight to walk the distance To cover up this sorry instance these empty pockets of my resistance Scared and weak, under total control you live inside the shopping mall Attempts of being energentic turned out naive and quite pathetic Because you're fake completely made of plastic you're a mistake it's sad but it's fantastic A last call for your assistance to stand up straight to walk the distance To cover up this sorry instance these empty pockets of my resistance And I am spending my days trying to understand how did we lose it all and fell under command threw the towel in and ran away from the fight I'll see what's on TV and stay home tonight
11.
INBRED NATION It took some time and a lot of money, newspapers , TV channels and a plug. Some thought it was funny others were proud as they approached the line. All daddies inbred boys all ready for the "enemy". ---- It's not so hard to understand it if you could read between the lines it's always embedded in colorful media lie. With all daddies inbred girls all pledged allegiance to the makeup trends. And I still see them, I hear what they say: "Don't think!" - advertising everywhere. "Don't dare!" - we just want to keep you scared. 'cause "It's always fun when you are dumb!!" The Quest For Life is turning into burning flesh and ruins, imprisoned mind. The Flag of Salvation is in the hands of Inbred nation with the capital I ! The Quest For Life is turning into burning flesh and ruins, imprisoned mind. Power of nation mirrored in starvation of few million lives. Building church ,I'm repentant for my kids will surely die alone, poor and undefended, without father by their side. With Holy Marry, all daddies toys left without choice, spreading vanity. And I still see them, I hear what they say: "Don't think!" - advertising everywhere. "Don't dare!" - we just want to keep you scared. 'cause "It's always fun when you are dumb!!" The Quest For Life is turning into burning flesh and ruins, imprisoned mind. The Flag of Salvation is in the hands of Inbred nation with the capital I ! The Quest For Life is turning into burning flesh and ruins, imprisoned mind. Power of nation mirrored in starvation of few million lives. Now, the wheel is turning, different gears, finer tuning, same old time. Beyond reparation monument to Inbred nation still stands up high.
12.
BROKEN ELEVATOR Bounced together in the high school, bound forever in the never-ending beat. Broken homes, sad instances, never giving thought of what was meant to be. Recession was going on and on. Decade later, on the bar stool, dusty thoughts of what you mean to me. Can't remember what went wrong with never growing up, always giving in. Temptation, elation, advocation of fun time. Now we're growing up and we're falling down. Like a broken elevator. Makeshift bed and rag blankets, sharing dreams, living horribly. Counting miles in taking chances, crashing blindly in reality. Regret for being born at all. I remember noise and racket, mischief boys, hearts in harmony. I try hard not to forget that all we need is urge for unity and... Fuck patience, let's take back what was yours and mine. Now we're growing up and we're falling down. Like a broken elevator.

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CD ( AN'NA Nadel Rec.- ANR Music ) 2011
LP ( Dirty Old Label ) 2011

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released March 4, 2011

Dasko: lead vocals, lyrics
Chiatto: drums, lyrics, backing vocals
Nenad: guitars, vocals, lyrics
Ljuba: bass guitar

Sava: keys
Rashiid: backing vocals, mix, production

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Red Union Novi Sad, Serbia

Punk rock band with a lot to say and nothing to lose.
Assembled in March 2000 in Novi Sad, Serbia.

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