Lyrics


Fire Up The Tribe

Mission
Cafeteria
Broken
Double D
Calypsopunk


		walking through the flood lights, walking past midnight
		like and angel yelling in the center of hell we get engaged in a fire-fight
		blooming daisies in a barbed wire
		melting flowers in a brush fire
		spreading petals of metal, stix suburb or ghetto
		man we can't see any blue skies

		when everybody wants to breakout, breakout
		and there's a better way to breakout, breakout
		when everybody wants to breakout breakout 
		stop living with your eyes closed

		oh but i keep on saying that there's gotta be something positive
		in what seems to be a world full of negative
		and there's gotta be something fulfilling to do that isn't self-destructive
		and i thought I heard shots fired
		and i wonder what a bullet tastes like
		and i wonder if it's wisdom or just plain luck, 
		that i never stepped in front of one

		when everybody wants to breakout, breakout
		and there's a better way to breakout, breakout
		when everybody wants to breakout breakout 
		stop living with your eyes closed.

		now you're living in a cubicle
		and you're starring at a blank screen
		and you comprehend and you comprehend 
		but you still don't know what LIFE means...

		they'll offer you consumer advertisement lives...
		they'll offer you consumer advertisement lives...
		they'll offer you consumer advertisement lives...
		they're telling you consumer advertisement lies, don't listen

		breakout breakout, and the silence hurts too much to keep
		silence hurts too much to keep
		silence hurts too much to keep
		silence hurts too much, too much, too much

		if this is the darkest that the night has ever been
		if this is the darkest that the city's ever been.
		if this is the darkest that the world has ever been

		well then we all gotta burn brighter
		well then we all gotta burn brighter
		well then we all gotta burn brighter
		well then we all gotta burn brighter

		brighter, brighter, brighter, burn brighter