Protest Song '68 Songtext

von Refused

"To sing you must first open your mouth. You must have a pair of lungs and a little knowledge of music. It is not neccessary to have an accordion, or a guitar. The essential thing is that I want to sing. Then this is a song, I'm singing." -H. Miller I breathe in and I create - rewoke the spirit '68. Fresh meaning to torn ideas - let's bring life to old clichés. Punch a hole in tradition - yeah, let's listen to the songs of discontent - the chords and the movement It could all be so simple. We would all stand baffled by the precision and accuracy. Our jaws would hurt from dropping so hard, fast and unexpected. It would be the perfect metaphor.It would be the perfect song we'd be singing. I breathe out and I scream - rewoke Malatestas dream. Inspiration from the past - focus to the future at last. Fixed dogmas can't substitute - creative thought and action. We could be dangerous - art as a real threat. And all it is it words. Words said a million time before. And all it is is a song. A song sung a million times before. I breathe in and I create - rewoke the spirit '68. I breathe out and I scream - rewoke Malatestas dream.