• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• In Decay - INDK
• Feelin Lucky, Punk - INDK
• Detox Television - INDK
• East Coast Rising - INDK
• Killing Is Contagious - INDK
• Living With Even Les - INDK
• You're Late - INDK
• Pole Position - INDK
• Start It Up - INDK
• All 41 - INDK
• Crack Squad - INDK
• Sunday Bombs - INDK
• Set Up - INDK
• Rent for Sale - INDK
• Rallying Point - INDK
• Off The Scope - INDK
• Moonwalk Mafia - INDK
• Kings In Disguise - INDK
• Moro Mou ( Greek Version ) - Antique
• Moro Mou - Antique
• Opa Opa (englisch) - Antique
• I Would Die For You - Antique
• Opa Opa ( Greek version ) - Antique
• List Of Lovers - Antique
• Follow me ( Greek Version ) - Antique
• Follow Me - Antique
• Dynata Dynata - Antique
• Everywhere - Indigo
• Haven't You Heard - Indigo
• Perfect Day - Indigo
• Center Of Attention - Indigo
• Remember Me Ballin' - Indo G
• Break The Law '98 - Indo G
• Walk The Wire - Endyga
• Hold On - Endyga
• Alone - Endyga
• Lasienkeli - Indica
• Ikuinen Virta - Indica
• When In Love - Endyga
• Jacklyn - Endyga
• Bury Your Words - Endyga

Burned out buildings
Riots in tha streets
Peace is broken at the fault of police
Feelings rise
Cars explode
Crowds swell
Clips unload
Coming through the tear gas with a flare
Rag 'round my face and my fist in the air
Are we the only ones alive?
Renegades in a hail of suicide
Have I been sleeping all these years?
Fighting the dead in the dying years
They'll never take us; the renegade batch

It don't mean shit
To me or you
That punk rock ain't
Ain't nothing new
I'm not the kind
To go defend
My beliefs
'Cause of a dying trend
It's just something
We always knew
And not because
It's hip to do
So rebel for a year or two
Then get your mortgage, lawn and car
You never really knew
Now that you're old and jaded
Suicide just seems so over-rated
You live life by the text
That makes me feel disgusted, bored and vexed
On your mark
Get set, go
High school's out-
Let's go make some dough
They put up with
Your crazy ways
When you were young
Like it was a phase
I guess they were right
'Cause now at night
You go home and bathe in the TV light
At 23 I'd rather be
A punk out on the street

It's DTTV
I got no beer in me
I start to D.T.
This show is so cheesy
I'm feelin so bad
This program's makin me mad
I wish that I had
A beer - that would make me glad
It's DTTV here at noon
I'm gonna hurl if I don't get beer soon
It's DTTV here at noon
I really hope that Lisa finds true love soon
I'm D.T.in on alcohol
But I can't leave my TV set at all - I'll go into withdrawal
This is my favorite soap
I'll tell ya the general scope:
Johny's got a drinkin problem
Doesn't know just how to solve em
But all he need to do
Is make a beer run or two
I guess it ain't that eaasy
I guess I'll sit and DT
It's Detox TV here at noon
I'm gonna hurl if I don't get beer soon
It's DTTVhere at noon

Atlantic swellin up
Crash on the sand like a super-nova
Fillin up my heart the cup
Never stopping, running over
So many cities crushed together
I-95 and a coastal tether
New Orleans up to Boston we got everything that's awesome
Think I'll stay
I never knew the way
But what can I say - this shit's okay
& family led me to this place
Like a dead man I vanish with no trace
East coast mantle protection policy
We take care of each other
'Cause that's our way
Am I wrong or am I right -
Atlantic wins tha fight tonite
Hard core, rugged and raw
In tha streets of NY we still be workin above tha fuckin law
Anyone who says the east it least
Obviously has not met the beast
We don't give a fuck about Californication
Vertical seaboard up and down
I think it's clear who wears the crown
East coast mantle protection policy
We stick together cause that's our way
Even if the world stands against us in the end
We've got everything it takes to stand and defend
All hail to the East Coast Allies
EAST COAST HAIL!
All hail to the land of the sunrise

Grim Reaper in a uniform
Die or conform
They'll beat you down with a billy club
Polish their badge off with your blood
There's no accounting for their actions
We come from different factions
Someone coughs and the cold starts spreading
There's no accounting for the way we're heading
1-2-3-4
Tag you're it
Spreading around the epidemic
Spread it around
Grim Reaper in a fucking uniform
Killing in rare form
Beaten down with a billy club
Polish his badge off with your blood
Cause all is fair in love and law
And not a single person saw
The way that we're headin
And the disease keeps spreading

Second time around the shit gets iller
Livin in a world full of filler
Few are true - the rest are killers
Arsonistic - Burnin down the old way, buildin up a new day
Optimistic - But I'm full of nihilistic blood
I never needed love 'cause for the place I live I feel enough
Just try and make a march on my home
You'll find me chained to the building quite unwilling
Where would we go?
I think it's safe to say that I don't know
'Cause someday we'll be going home to find we don't have any home at all
Any day they'll section off our block with riot gear and come evict us all
Today - the Lower East Side is yuppified with fat cats and their poor folk hide
Someday maybe we will re-emerge from East River a turning tide
And avenue by avenue we'll take back everything we knew
The gardens, the squats, and all our share
We'll even take back Tompkins Square
I've got something of a problem with the nation
It's called gentrification
Marching to our heighborhood to lock us in the station
How many blessings can I count? There are too many to amount
But deep in suburbia men are being trained to come into my neighborhood &
Take over the Avenue
The brutal truth of it all is that the brute dollar strength will be our fall
Tanks in the street, ghetto birds in the air
Snipers on the rooftops and a nod from the mayor
I have no future anymore - I'm waiting for imminent war
Wish I could say I was waiting for the sun
But I know eviction day will come
& we'll be deafened by the money drum

Buildings fall
Skies crawl
Earth opens up
Politicians cry that the governments corrupt
People scream the end is near
As we meet our fate
And i'm the sucker on hold
'cause i always wait
You're late, you're late
Dreamin of sleep
With a message in mind:
That the hours that creep
Have left time behind
I'm second guessing myself
Irrational, irate
But i got the right year
And i got the right date
You're late, you're late
Torn to anarchy
So what do you know?
Torn to nothing
Which way do you go?
Scream the end is near
As we meet our fate
But i'm the sucker on hold
'cause i always wait
I know that i'm a nut
And i get all spun
But i don't believe
That shit about
There's only one
I can make my own moves
And believe in fate
The first means
You're early
The latter means your late

They're stickin it to us now that we're almost there
But it's our job to keep the lies out of the breathing air
Are we in a position to pull an insurection
When it's our job to keep
Corruption from total eruption
Off the track
Short on time
Human race
Fall behind
The Great Escape
The Vast Empire
The fields of mines
The cold barbed wire
We're faling out and withering away
Should we try and make a fairweather day
When the finish line is beyond far away
They're stickin it to us now that we're almost there
We'll never make it through the tear gass and the smoke filled air
They're killing everyone nameless and poor
Outside I struggle to survive
It's a fucking war
We're dying off and sinking away
Far beneath the wings of the Enola Gay

Start it up
Start it up
Start it up
Let's go!
Been waitin all my life
Been doin everything right
Been waitin - waitin for you
And now you're here so let's go
Start it up
No one's gonna give us a home
Guess we gotta do it on our own
Been ready since tha day I was born

Ready to
Fight for you
Got your back
Pickin up the slack
Ready to go into the line of fire
Ready to set myself on fire
Ready to do anything
Possession of friends is a precious thing
If you're slippin, fallin down
We'll be the ground
We're not going on without you
There's no way
We'll pay your way
We're going the long haul to the end
We're all for friends
We're crossing tha finish line in victory
This one's from me
Now you know
You don't stand alone
I'm for you
I'm always true
I wouldn't trade our friendship for another chance
I wouldn't trade our friendship for a chill romance
I wouldn't change a thing in all the times gone by

Seems like all the world is burning down
Officer America - The Crown
Street is all around
One two - You know it's true
I'm on fire and so are you
Crack squad on the way
Multiplying every day
Supply USA
Crack squad on the way
We give props to the CIA
We don't go away
We're the product of a country in decay
Good cop - bad cop - it's all the same to me
In the end they all wanna see ID
Cops on crack - you'll see
One two - you know it's true:

Travel into another country and you'll find
Americans aren't looked on so kind
This country was founded upon common need
Now the foundation is common greed
And as the book gets filled
Our neighbors around the world are killed
And we're looked upon with hate
As we make the world our police state
Sunday Bombs
We're up in arms
Dinner's done
Apple pie has won
The idea that Americans are banned from other nations
Seems to me a clear indication
We're spoiled to death in this land
Death is the deck and we're dealing out hands
There's no need to bluff because everyone sees:
We've got cards up our sleeves
I wish I could say we had not gone astray
From the term that was coined the American Way
But now Freedom and Liberty are just a catch phrase
To sell products endorsing our wars underway
Sunday Bombs
We're up in arms
Dinner's done
Apple pie has won
The idea that America was founded on revolution

Set up on the corner with your little booth
Handing out your b.s. pamphlets to the youth
Like no one knows what's really on
I know what's on - it's not your song
I can't take it
You want a donation for God
You want a donation for religion
Or is it our fraud?
I don't care
About your cause - your one side laws
I don't care
About the shit you do
I don't care
About your friends - your means and ends
I don't care
About your cause
You say that all you wanna do is educate
What makes you think your views are so fucking great?
What can you teach tha niggaz and the po white trash

The world is up for sale
You buy and sell it well
You're demonstrating lack
You're smokin social crack
You wanna pay our bail
We're not going up for sale
You wanna buy our strife
To furnish up your yuppie life
You're in our neighborhood
I hope you're shot for good
They can throw my ass in jail

Yar-hoi!
Yar-harri-hoi, the urge to destroy!
Poison blades and calling out across the open sea
So long
March away singing a fighting song
Off to foriegn soil not to toil
But to war
Doom comes
Sound tha drums
The storm is coming on
We'll be marching off to war
O' ere the break of dawn
Life's fast- drain the flask!
Yhere's n'eary to wonder why
Make the merrier now for tomorrow we all may die
Uruk-hai!
Of wanderlust and out to die
We've tarried long on the banks of poverty now the hour's night
Those who will- come up!
For now we take the final sup
Few defy the Fell Beast
But this hour we dare!
O- We have no place to go
Wanderers of dust and dale
We come to you through hill and vale
On and on - hither we're drawn
Through dusk and dawn

There's only one thing left
They cannot suck on
Art is commercial trash
And music's long gone
The cash cow can't escape
It's gettin steady rape
The tags up on the wall are the only thing they can't control
I think I'm coming off the scope
All frontiers long leached
The last form of (tax) free speech
Is up on the walls and trains
No radio remains
No uncut magazines
No cool unjaded scenes
'bout to lose my fucking mind
I can see they're closing in behind
I'm sick of the anti
I'm sick of the anti-anti
Now that the few have raped what's true
What do the many do?
Vandalize your values
Bo hoo, your dollar signs lose
Even though the world's in the way