All Power To The Train Hoppers

by Johnny No-Cash

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Recorded in 2013 by Johnny No-Cash under the name Trampy and A Drunk Mouse @ Chester St Hause. Never properly released until now, in anticipation for a new EP coming in November 2016. Thanks to Mattress for the solo guitar on A.O.G.

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released March 1, 2013

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Antifascist
Animal Friendly
Pro Feminist
Crust Folk

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Track Name: Fighting For Our Lives
if i had a molotov for every cop that asked me for ID
the state would collapse in a cloud of tear gas
and as the haze clears we will see the vast forms of oppression we have uncovered
it's easy to contest hierachal power when they use deceit to control you and me
we don't have to see eye to eye to know oppression and exploitation
are the same no matter what degree
fight fowl and faster my friends
the old world is behind you
when we fight we fight for our lives
so we gotta see it through

consider the following thought experiment:
there are 99 slaves and one master. the slaves ask the master "why should we not revolt?", the master then says the following:
>if you do as i say i will make one of you the masters
>the preceding statement is only true for one slave

motivated by greed and ambition, the slaves believe that the statement is true for them, but wrong for everyone else. therefore, 98 slaves believe a lie that maintains their obedience. eventually one of the slaves becomes promoted to master, more slaves have been born since then and so he repeats the lie to them with the number adjusted so that 99% of the slaves are being told a false statement.

capitalism is the same. not everyone can be bill gates. we need the majority of the people to do the work, only a few can reap the profits. therefore we believe that "if we work hard, one day we will be capitalist", however that statement is only true for a few people. for the rest of us, we are believing a lie. a lie manufactured to maintain our obedience.

all systems of power require deceit to maintain themselves, capitalism is no different.
Track Name: No Cop Waltz
i said janey, what have you done since highschool
she said i dropped out and played the fucken' fool
i dumspter dive all the food that i need
then i re defined their definition of what it is to succeed
there is no racism, no sexism, it isn't hell
there's no political prisoners rotting in prison cells
no cops, bosses or bureaucracy
nobody here felt the GFC
i conform to nothing but the centrelink line
fuck the government!
blockade at a bauxite mine what a commie
dirty watermelon scum!
it's okay to be white, middleclass and privileged
if you fit the fucking standard
it's okay to be white, middleclass and privileged
until you learn to critically think
she said johnny, what have you done since highschool?
i said i put on a tie and stopped being a fucking fool
consumerism gave me more food than i need
the radicals, the workers and the poor are below me
there is so much racism, sexism, it's patriarchal hell
i invested in prisoners in prison cells
more cops, bosses and bureaucracy
never look away from my flat screen tv
i conform to nothing but the poverty line
fuck the government, at least i can justify it
blockade at a bauxite mine what a commie
dirty watermelon scum!
it's okay to be white, middleclass and privileged
if you fit the fucking standard
it's okay to be white, middleclass and a fucking racist
Track Name: I Sleep Where I Shoot Up
i got bored, drunk all dads beers again
i fucked up, smashed a window now i have no friends
the lies you tell they stain like mud up a white wall
i don't know why you bother telling them at all
i don't need no status quo motherfucker telling me what to think
and i don't need no status quo motherfucker pouring my drinks
and i don't need no status quo motherfuckers rolling down my street
i'm insecure enough as it is
nothing really mattress
and nothing smells quite like my mattress
and nothing has stains like my mattress
nothing really mattress
i'm bored of you all
but i'll stand tall
act real tough
piss in the rain
go through the motions
swear my devotions
crawl out of a drain
find myself in an acid trip, three dimensions away
a bearded dude in a cloak with holes in his hands
swears we'll be okay so i say
i don't need no status quo motherfucker telling me what to think
and i don't need no status quo motherfucker pouring my drinks
and i don't need no status quo motherfuckers rolling down my street
i stink enough as it is
nothing really mattress
and nothing smells quite like my mattress
and nothing has stains like my mattress
nothing really mattress
Track Name: Anarchist OG
burn dem fucken banks!
don't like mainstream hip hop, kill cops
shoot the fat cats at the top
won't ever reach for a pocket full o' cash
i'll get my food straight from the trash yo
it always feels like defeat, walking down queen street
under the finger and thumb of the elite
won't drive a car, cause i'll ride my bike
burning fossil fuels just ain't fucken' right yo
you call it drunk punk intellect
but i call it mad respect
for my brothers and sisters of the world
who hold this shit down and they make it twirl
i don't have time to hate the sheep of the state
i'm just here to abate
you and the capitalist system
kill the federal reserve like idianna jones straight on a mission!
anarchist og!
burn dem fucking flags!

damm, it feels good to be anarchist