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Asian Dub Foundation Album


Time Freeze 1995/2007: The Best Of (03/05/2007)
03/05/2007
1.
2.
Box (Andy Kershaw BBC Radio 1 Session 1996)
3.
Jericho (Andy Kershaw BBC Radio 1 Session 1996)
4.
5.
Naxalite (Main Mix)
6.
7.
8.
9.
10.
11.
12.
13.
14.
15.
16.
Stop Start (New Song)
17.
Target Practice (New Song)
1.
2.
Culture Move (Pusher Sound Mix)
3.
4.
Siberian Slengteng
5.
Black Steel In The Hour Of Chaos
6.
Son Of A Bush
7.
8.
Free Satpal Ram (Russel Simmins Remix)
9.
Fortress Europe (Jazzwad Remix)
10.
11.
12.
Hope (Congo Natty Remix)
13.
Rafi
14.
Round Up (Sun J Remix)
15.
Activists & Selectors
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Ami bidrohi!
I am the Rebel Warrior
I have risen alone
With my head held high
I will only rest when the cries of the oppressed
No longer reach the sky
When the sound of the sword of the oppressor
No longer rings in battle
Hear my warcry!
I'm here to teach you a lesson
I'm here to torture your soul
I'm the itch in your side that's got out of control
'Gonna prey on your conscience
You'll be praying for forgiveness
Seen all the evidence
No longer need a witness
So take my word man
Here's my sentence
One hundred thousand years of repentance.
One hundred thousand years of repentance.
Check my anger, it's real
Ain't no token
I'll be satisfied only when your back's been broken
It's my burning ambition to burn down your empire
Man I'll be building you a funeral pyre
The fire in my eyes
If looks coulda kill
I won't be satisfied untill I've had my fill.
Check my anger, it's real
Ain't no token
I'll be satisfied only when your back's been broken!
Ami bidrohi!
I am the Rebel Warrior
I hve risen alone
With my head held high
I will only rest when the cries of the oppressed
No longer reach the sky
When the sound of the sword of the oppressor
No longer rings in battle
Hear my warcry!
Repetitive beats
Beating against your skull
I'll be striking you down to the sound of the wardrum
The doum!
The doum of the dhol
Taking its toll
Null and void is what you've become
An underground army with my brothers and sisters
Hand to hand fighting
Building up a resistance
Repetitive beats
Beating against your skull
Null and void is what you've become
Ami bidrohi!
I am the Rebel Warrior
I have risen alone
With my head held high
I will only rest when the cries of the oppressed
No longer reach the sky
When the sound of the sword of the oppressor
No longer rings in battle
Hear my warcry!
A radical fusion
Strange alliance
The siren and the flute in unison
'Cos it's a part of my mission
To break down division
Mental compartments
Psychological prisons.
I'll be sowing the seeds of community
Accomodating every colour every need
So listen to my message
And heed my warning
I'm telling you now how a new age is dawning
Ami bidrohi!
I am the Rebel Warrior
I have risen alone
With my head held high
I will only rest when the cries of the oppressed
No longer reach the sky
When the sound of the sword of the oppressor
No longer rings in battle
Hear my warcry!
Ami Bidrohi!
Ami Bidrohi!
Yes the unity of the Muslim and the Hindu
Will end your tyranny
Ami Bidrohi! Ami Bidrohi!



. . .



See me, hear me
But still you try to box me in
You think you know my mind
By the colour of my skin
See me, hear me
But still you try to box me in
You think you know my mind
By the colour of my skin
ADF back with a lyrical death threat
With you ignorant attitudes
What the f**k did you expect?
We'll mash up your stereo
With a typical body blow
Asian distortion
Better tread it with caution
Better treat it with caution...
Eyes permanently closed
You tell me everything's alright
Chemical escape
You're desensitised
Sitting cross-legged with your joss sticks and your flutes
Just taking and faking what's easy:
No respect for our roots.
See me, hear me
But still you try to box me in
You think you know my mind
By the colour of my skin
See me, hear me
But still you try to box me in
You think you know my mind
By the colour of my skin
ADF back with a lyrical death threat
With your ignorant attitudes
What the **** did you expect?
We'll mash up your stereo
With a typical body blow
Asian distortion
Better tread it with caution
Better treat it with caution...
Many noies and voices
And messages in the blender
Yes I speak out to many
'Cos it's a bigger agenda
But preach to the converted is what you say we do
Show them to me man
I don't see them, do you?..
Everybody talking man they're now talking about way it's the junglistic sound that is coming around
And if you chossa dis sound
And a fuse it a down
From top to bottom create your own obsession
Master Deeder- that is my name
And I'm kicking all the way all the way for the fame
We four brothers-one of a kind
Like no other you will a find
Minitan scientists
Yes, that's what we are
No we're never gonna be laid back
Too busy dodging your attack
ADF here to kick your arse again
We'll give you bass in your face
And we're gonna offend
Peace!
See me, hear me
But still you try to box me in
You think you know my mind
By the colour of my skin
See me, hear me
But still you try to box me in
You think you know my mind
By the colour of my skin
ADF back with a lyrical death threat
With your ignorant attitudes
What the **** did you expect?
We'll mash up your stereo
With a typical body blow
Asian distortion
Better tread it with caution
Better treat it with caution...
See me, hear me
But still you try to box me in
You think you know my mind
By the colour of my skin
See me, hear me
But still you try to box me in
You think you know my mind
By the colour of my skin



. . .



For the consciousness of the nation
Sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation:
The music we make
It cuts across borders
We never make music to someone else's orders
Plenty of issues on the agenda if you want to lend a helping hand
You're always told to shut up and dance
But you have to change this - take a chance
Turn the tables,
We know you're able
Don't just consume
Make your own tune.
The music, we use it
We're making a stand
I wouldn't call this a green and pleasant land
A conscious response is what we demand
Challenge the system and those in command
Express your opinion
It's your domain
If you fail to do this
You are partly to blame
My heart is beating
No retreat
The battle continues
We'll suffer no defeat
This war you've been waging
It's time we were raging
In our minds
And on the streets
Sample this
It's an education
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation.
Look around you, yeah
Open your mind
Check it out
Tell me what you find
Here to document the situation
The sounds of the original, the original...
Hope and glory
A myth of the tories
We're here to tell you a different story
Here to readdress the situation
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation.
A rapper I May be
But packaged I'm not
I'll slip through the noose before you tie the knot
This work in progress not slick but rough
Breaking all records
Twelve inches ain't enough
Sample this It's an education
The sounds of the Asian Dub Foundation...
We ain't ethnic, exotic or eclectic
The only 'e' we use is electric
An Asian background
That's what's reflected
But this militant vibe ain't what you expected
With your liberal minds
You patronise our culture
Scanning the surface like vultures
With your tourist mentality
we're still the natives
You're multicultural but we're anti-racist
We ain't ethnic, exotic or eclectic
The only 'e' we use is electric.
And we cry
Them coulda never escape Disya judgement...



. . .



The police a chase we
The beast can't catch me
When I see his gib stick him deal me a lick
Tower Hamlets Nine have to go free
Not even a fine for the Tower Hamlets Nine
Youth Connection
Stop this infection
Defending defending defending the community
Some fascists in Brick Lane looking for a fight
Police doing nothing:
One rule for Black
Another for the White
ADF, we're about to strike
Time is getting short
Elections in May
Give the fascist man a gunshot
That's the only way
There are many different languages
Spoken in this land
But only one language that the
Fascist understand
Why don't you
Kick the f**kers in the head
Kick the f**kers in the head
Why don't you?
Master D Adlib
"Every institution in this city, right
Is prejudiced against us
There's no accountability
There's no servant of the Police Force
Or his DI or whatever
Who is accountable for his attitudes"
Our parents had to sit tight
Weren't allowed to fight back physically
Just a mental strain
Restraint!
Now I think I've found a remedy to this recurring pain
Not passive but resistant
Your assumptions were wrong:
Like coffee without milk (!)
We're too black too strong
For too many years man you've had your fun
Now it's time
Now it's time
For us to hit and run
'Cos we're second generation
But we're not second class
Now the wrath of the Asian will hit you like a blast
Now the wrath of the Asian will hit you like a blast
In this time there's no justice or peace
In this time there's no trust in the police
Quddus Ali saw no justice or peace
Altab Ali saw no justice or peace
Stephen Lawrence saw no justice or peace
Too many people still waiting for release
Master D Adlib



. . .



Brothers and sisters of the soul unite
We are one indivisible and strong
They may try to break us but they dare not under estimate us
They know our memories are long
A mass of sleeping villages
That's how they're pitching it
At least that's what they try to pretend
But check out our history
So rich and revolutionary

A prophecy that we will rise again
Again and again until the land is ours
Again and again until we have taken the power
Again and again until the land is ours
Again and again until we have taken the power

Deep in the forest
High up in the mountains
To the future we will take an oath
Like springing tigers we encircle the cities
Our home is the undergrowth
Because I am just a naxalite warrior
Fighting for survival and equality
Police man beating up me, my brother and my father
My mother crying can't believe this reality

Again and again until the land is ours
Again and again until we have taken the power
Again and again until the land is ours
Again and again until we have taken the power

Jump into the future dub zone
Roots rockers

And we have taken the power
And the land is ours
And we have taken the power
And the land is ours
And we have taken the power
And the land is ours
And we have taken the power
And the land is ours

Because I am just a naxalite warrior
Fighting for survival and equality
Police man beating up me, my brother and my father
My mother crying can't believe this reality

Iron like a Lion from Zion
This one going all the youth, man and woman
Orginal Master D upon the microphone stand
Cater for no skeptical man- me no give a damn
'Cos me a naxalite warrior



. . .



J and D here united
Black and white here to show you how we've been delighted
The new generation since the mid nineties
Showing you it's done if you think you are a smartie
Telling you the truth since we spotted eachother
We'd like to big up our elder sister and brother
Because they are the legend and they are like no other
Trained by the greater legend mother and father

Now we think jump up lyrics are alright
But we'd like to broadcast a subject we know is not right
Look at us- but don't look at us in disgust
Because you know the reality and it's time to adjust
Think to yourself- don't be foolish about it
Fix up your brain or you'll be the target
A black man and a white woman living together
Face the facts you fascist perpetrators

And as the world is getting smaller and smaller
We can only get closer and closer
Building this community of sound
Celebrating the unity we've found
And we know this is the model to follow
For all the dub children of tommorow
As they grow under shifting skies
We'll se every nation in their eyes

Black and white here has united
We're here to show you how we've been delighted
Black and white here has united
Building this community of sound



. . .



Look through the square or round window
Now a change gonna come
Whether you come by bus or underground
Still a change gonna come
If you're north or if you're south
You know a change gonna come
Whether by fax or word of mouth
Still a change a gonna come

Meters peaking
Truth is leaking out into the sticks
Too late no turning back now
Because the switches have been flicked
Goal posts moving
Sign posts pointing you the wrong way
They're screwing up
You're queuing up
Come back another day

If you're old or if you're young
You know a change gonna come
No matter where you come from
What colour black, white or brown
Government plan
Mash up in a Britain
Criminal justice bill me bawl
Where they get it from ?
Them can't understand
Just want to build up tension

But just watch the future
Because a change a gonna come
ADF is here to show you how it should be done
And we know that this style is identical to none
Yeah !
Bureaucrat and fat cat
Too long they've had their way
A breeze of sleaze coming to blow them away
Satellites crashing down on India
We say no way

ADF broadcasting
We no ramp
We no play
We get mad !
What them a say
WHat them a chat about
This is reality man
You can't run ADF out
What them a do what them a talk about
All you politician a run up your mouth
Man you give me joke .....



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And we say back way to all the trouble makers
Better fix up your brains because you are the biggest fakers
Come in the place better know who you are
Self defence is no offence
The scales of justice are weighed down on one side
Freemasons on the case you know you're gonna get a rough ride
Hold tight even if you know your rights
It's just a piece of paper unless you're prepared to fight

For ten years one hell of a long time
To rot in a cell when you've committed no crime
Another innocent man forced to carry the can
Free Satpal Ram
Free Satpal Ram
Another innocent man
Whose word against who ?
Whose word against who ?
The degenerate crew
Out on the town thought they had something to prove
Self defence - only offence - had to protect himself from all the murdering fools
Cutting remarks on account of his race
A plate to his chest and a glass to his face
An Asian fights back can't afford to be meek
With your back against the wall you can't turn the other cheek

And its back way to all the trouble makers
Better fix up your brain because you're the biggest fakers
Come in the place better know who you are
Free Satpal Ram
Another innocent man

Birmingham six
Bridgewater four
Crown prosecution totting up the score
Kings Cross two
Guildford four
Winston Silcott - man how many more ?
Satpal attacked in a restaurant by racists
Now the brother's been locked up on a life time basis
Convicted of murder but what's never mentioned
Self defence was his only intention

ADF once again taking to the stand
Witness the jailing of an innocent man
Kicking up a fuss because it could happen to us
Time to join in the fight back
Because enough is enough
And it's back way to all the trouble makers
Better fix up your brains because you're the biggest fakers
Come in the place better know who you are

FREE SATPAL RAM



. . .



This here's the miracle of modern creation
So we say jump up, jump up because you know we're buzzing
Any time we come I say we shock and a sting
Yeah, jump up, jump up because you know we're buzzing
Any time we come we shock and sting
Get up, get up come and do something
like a fly in the sky forever working
I know we shock and we sting anytime we come we getup, getup

This is the miracle of modern creation
We come out of the tunnel not twisted or bitter
Approach the future with a sound that is fitter
Equipping our minds to deal with every situation
This here's the miracle of modern creation
Abandon all your first impressions
Come and take part in this conscious session
Look to the past to get inspiration
Move yourselves forward with the dub accelaration

Can't live my life with no rhythm or rhyme
Done enough chilling got to organise my time
You now see I ain't standing still
Just watch me now I've got a lifetime to fill
'Cos I'm buzzing
Yeah jump up, jump up cos you know we're buzzing
Any time we come we shock and sting

We come so far so fast laying down foundations
Paving the way for the next generation
What we deal with millenium training
Come jump aboard now there's enough time remaining
Been checking the roots so we know where we are going
Time we were reaping for the years we've been sowing
All across Europe collecting like minded
Not here to misguide or be divided

Can't live my life with no rhythm or rhyme
Done enough chilling got to organise my time
Drums and bass
Junglist massive
Jump up, jump up cos you know we are buzzing
Any time we come we shock and we sting
Get up, get up, get up and do something
Like a fly in the sky forever working

Chandrasonic you're mmmmmmmmmmad
Chandrasonic you're mmmmmmmmmmad
Can't live my life with no rhythm or rhyme
Done enough chilling got to organise my time
No sense in standing still
Just watch me now I've got a lifetime to fill
I'm buzzing
Yeah come with me come with me
Jump up, jump up
'Cos you know we're buzzing
Any time we come we shock and sting
Any time we come we a shock and sting

We come out the tunnel not twisted nor bitter



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Union Jack and Union Jill
Back up and down the same old hill
Sell the flag to all the youths
But who swallow the bill
"Murdoch she wrote"
Him have his hands in the till
Blairful of Thatcher
Stuck on the 45
The suits have changed
But the old ties survive
New Britannia Cool
Who are you trying to fool?
Behind your fashion-tashion I see nothing at all
Care for the community
Cuts the nation into three
Rich pickings for the first
Bottom third you'll never see
While middle England keeps swinging it's loyalty
No concern for the future
Just with dead royalty
So will the Real Great Britain step forward
This is the national identiy parade
Shoe gazer nation forever looking backwards
Time to reject the sixties charade
Not enough schools
Not enough homes
Just phoney care in his millenium dome
More Prime cuts than beef on the bone
And there's too many questions you're not answering tone
Union Jack and Union Jill ...
So will the Real Great Britain step forward ...



. . .



For every opportunity we squeeze de last drop
Seeds sown inna de past and now we’re reaping de crop
Yer, spreading de roots an we’re no longer under-ground
Those dat turned away are now turning around
Homebeats and high-hats mightier than de sword
Version excursions an breaks from abroad
Too many secret histories dat have never been told
Reveal hidden agendas
Remove de blindfold

Examine de story before you tek de stage
Unscramble freaktalk displayed pon de front page
Frequency flashing synchronised like strobe
Can’t do it alone you need to get into de collective mode
Need to get into de collective mode

We’re taking note of every brand new sound
Keeping our minds open
Cor we know we’re future bound
Together we must recognise the signs of our times
Together we must learn to read between the lines
Make your own programme
No bother become digital captive
You need some audio
So you must be active
Get into collective mode
Spirits become positive
You live de life you love
An you love the life you give
No-one is an island whether you like it or not
All inna di same boat which is about to be rocked
Warning light flashing synchronised like strobe
Can’t do it alone you need to get into de collective mode

Do you spend too much time living inside your head
Worry too much about what the other man said
Need to pay heed to dis sonic reflection
Turn dis disconnection into interconnection
And get into de collective mode


. . .



Every sunday morning in front of the TV
Recording with a microphone naya zindagi
Pioneer gurdas maan
Nusrat fateh ali khan
Kept our parents alive
Gave them the will to survive
Working inna de factories
Sometimes sweeping de floor
Unsung heroines an heroes
Yes they open de door
They came a long time ago
But now it seems we've arrived
Naya zindagi naya jeevan
New way new life
Stayed an we fought an now de future's open wide
New way new life
Naya zindagi naya jeevan
New way new life
Naya zindagi naya jeevan
Tjinder pon de radio
Dis is England's new voice
Censorship for years
But now dem have no choice
Running thru de playground
We could never have known
Dat in de future
Our role models would be homegrown
And now we're walking down de street
Wid a brand new pride
A spring inna de step
Wid our heads held high
Young asian brothers an sisters
Moving forward. Side by side
Naya zindagi naya Jeevan
New way new life
Our opportunity will no longer be denied
New way new life
Naya zindagi naya Jeevan
And we're supposed to be cool
Inna de dance our riddims rule
But we knew it all along
Cos our parents made us strong
Never abandoned our culture
Just been moving it along
Technology our tradition
Innovation inna the song
Now de struggle continues
To reverse every wrong
New heroines an heroes
Inna de battle we belong
When we reach de glass ceiling
We will blow it sky high
Naya zindagi naya Jeevan
New way new life
Stayed an we fought an now de future's open wide
New way new life
Naya zindagi naya Zindagi
New way new life
Naya zindagi naya Jeevan



. . .



Keep bangin' on the wall
Keep bangin' on the wall
OF FORTRESS EUROPE!
2022 -A new European order
Robot guards patrolling the border
Cybernetic dogs are getting closer and closer
Armoured cars and immigration officers
A burning village in Kosovo
You bombed it out now you're telling us go home
Machine guns strut on the cliffs of Dover
Heads down people look out! we're going over
Burnin up! can we survive re-entry
Past the mines and the cybernetic sentries
Safe european homes built on wars
You don't like the effect don't produce the cause
The chip is in your head not on my shoulder
Total control just around the corner
Open up the floodgates Time's nearly up
Keep banging on the wall of Fortress Europe
Keep banging
Keep banging on the wall of Fortress Europe
We got a right , know the situation
We're the children of globalisation
No borders only true connection
Light the fuse of the insurrection
This generation has no nation
Grass roots pressure the only solution
We're sitting tight
Cos assylum is a right
Put an end to this confusion
Dis is a 21st century Exodus
Dis is a 21st century Exodus
Burnin' up can we survive re-entry
Past the landmines and cybernetic sentries
Plane, train, car , ferry boat or bus
The future is bleeding coming back at us
The chip is in your head not on my shoulder
Total control around the corner
Open up the floodgates Time's nearly up
Keep banging on the wall of Fortress Europe
Keep banging
Keep banging on the wall of Fortress Europe
Dis is a 21st century Exodus
Dis is a 21st century Exodus
They got a right - listen not to de scaremonger
Who doesn't run when they're feel the hunger
From where to what to when to here to there
People caught up in red tape nightmare
Break out of the detention centres
Cut the wires and tear up the vouchers
People get ready it's time to wake up
Tear down the walls of Fortress Europe



. . .


A Thousand Broken Mirrors
A scream a shout far in the distance
Maybe the first or second floor
Curtains colouring the windows
Never see behind closed doors
A silent siege behind politeness
Domestic harmony for show
Lost in the mirage of a marriage
Outside a world she'll never know
And as I see through the real you
I'm falling Straight into
A Thousand broken Mirrors
I can't hide
And outside the bright lights
Can't hide the pain inside
And I've broken a thousand mirrors
Now it's time(x 4)
Loving her children with a passion
Protecting them at any cost
Taking the only course of action
There's no more bridges left to cross
Who are the ones that are the guilty?
Who are the ones that bear the scar?
We must not leave our sisters bleeding
We sing this song for Tsoora Shah
And as I see through the real you
I'm falling Straight into
A Thousand broken Mirrors
I can't hide
And outside the bright lights
Can't hide the pain inside
And I've broken a thousand mirrors
Now it's time(x 4)

. . .



Flyover, Flyover
Sing! Flyover, Flyover
Chance! Flyover, Flyover
Step on the gas get down in the accelerator,
Sing! Flyover, Flyover
Don't wanna get back don't wanna get captured,
Chance! Flyover, Flyover
Step on the gas get down in the accelerator,
Sing! Flyover, Flyover

Mr.Chance met your products and get out of my way,
There ain't enough hours in my day,
The cities on fire in the pouring rain,
seem as life is faster than a run-a-way train,
Hit the buzzer da da shi shi for computers ab da shi, the bloody turf wanna me to find a new chief,
And get beding the wheel-a-way, never going home,
Speeding and sliding inside the transit zone

Flyover, Flyover
Step on the gas get down in the accelerator,
Flyover, Flyover
Don't wanna get back don't wanna get captured,
Flyover, Flyover
Step on the gas get down in the accelerator,
Flyover, Flyover
Don't wanna get back don't wanna get captured

Speeding through the heebies about 20 percent, watcha red between a buty and a innocent,
Rubbing shoulders with a su-su-super classic engine, burning out the ura and salt cans and tank,
Choking up a land of fire smoking up the air, some days you rather be anywhere but here,
Choking up a land of fire smoking up the air, some days you rather be anywhere but here

Sing! Flyover, Flyover
Step on the gas get down in the accelerator,
Flyover, Flyover,
Don't wanna get back don't wanna get captured,
Flyover

Ooh, the city is blind but it will not slow down, the try for destruction is the heaviest sound,
The city is blind but it will not slow down, the try for destruction is the heaviest sound,
Is the heaviest sound, is the heaviest sound,
Flyover, flyover,
Is the heaviest sound,
Flyover, flyover
Step on the gas get down in the accelerator,

Shift to the underworld and it's another story, as the sales surround you with positive energy,
As the baseline ba da ba da be da be agree activity
I said you know this is the place to be, You know it's always been the place to be, you know it's always been the place to be,
I said you know this is the place to be,
I got dem, got dem longdisady

Flyover, Flyover
Step on the gas get down in the accelerator,
Flyover, Flyover
Don't wanna get back don't wanna get captured,
Don't wanna be down in the station in the stroke of midnight, nobody wanna go where there's plenty of light,
Asking for direction when I'm tired of a way, you know there's never time, you know there's never been a powers in the day,
You know there's never been a powers in the day, in the day, in the day,
The city is blind but it will not slow down, the try for destruction is the heaviest sound




. . .

Stop Start

[No lyrics]

. . .

Target Practice

[No lyrics]

. . .


Spread power with words

for the councesnes of the nation you have the sound of asian dub foundation-tion-tion

Spread power with words

go to jungle man is way we a ran up for music technology puff in me inside
The gold that you stole
The pillage and the plunder
Is it any wonder that we're here!
It ain't no mystery
The footing and the shooting
This is the real history
We're only here 'cos you were there
Consequences of your global pillage
Here in England a global village
Consequences of your global pillage
I never had the feeling to be the destroy or conquer.
I sift through the debris you left in your wake
When you pushed us in to third place
When the truth is uncovered and the story's been told
You won't be able to look me in the face.
We're only here 'cos you were there
Here in England a global village
Consequences of your global pillage

Here in England a global village
Consequences of your global pillage

p-pay them enuff pay them enuff pay them enuff pay them enuff wanna
jungalist must shift we cracked up listen every one-na
Master D chat it up wide in the place
man we listen to lyrics and now we covering them up
jungalistic massive carier minimum get you tide you low
who a the lyrical man lyrical brother
who a who a di who a di lyrical lyrical master
master d chat it up wide in the area

Here in England a global village
Consequences of your global pillage

Consequences of your global pillage

I never had the feeling to be the destroy or conquer.

I sift through the debris you left in your wake
When you pushed us in to third place
When the truth is uncovered
And the story's been told
You won't be able to look me in the face...

You treated my mother's land just like one big plantation
You did this to the African
You did this to the Asian
Famine was caused not by god but taxation
The fruits of our labour were used to build your nation
Sucking us dry- our country's natural juice
Yes our underdevelopment was caused by your abuse.
Gonna check for the missing pages
We'll be adding up the numbers
We'll be looking for the witnesses
So they can tell our brothers
We'll be using the technology
Jammin' with it consciously
We are gonna
Spread power with words

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Now watch this !
All the massive them come do culture move
This collaboration herewith is no ego trip
WE bring no badness no fuss or fighting with it
Educational why don't you keep up with this
Time to pay attention to the conscious lyrics
What them a do man what them chat about
The youth after nine o' clock can't stay out
Government man he a just a run up on his mouth
Hear ! What him a say will happen without a doubt
Cannot think for himself, copy the American
To build up the tension bring the idea to Britain
Now ! When the law is done he'll have his satisfaction
Then it will be for life for all youth, man and woman

Who goes there the original Asian Dub Foundation
Alongside Navigator on the M- I- C
Up here reality we talk and strictly culture
Culture on the move this year
HeyHeyHeyHeyHeyHeyHeyHeh ....Asian Dub Foundation
HeyHeyHeyHeyHeyHeyHeyHey ....

Kingdom 'gains kingdom and nation 'gains nation
Time we are living in it's called revelation
'Cos when you take a stock of the whole situation
The elders them a poison the young generation
Instead of them trying to build a firm foundation
Them bring human beings down to pure degradation
With chemical warfare and nuclear weapons
Starvation, Sufferation, Dehumanisation
The world population have to take precautions
From pollution, corruption, infection, deception
Politicians claim that they've got the solution
But deep in their hearts they have a wicked intention
To rinse out poor people with tax and inflation
Segregating the massive, separating the nation
You think a so it goes
Why don't you answer my question
You better think again before they turn you a madman

All the massive in the place do culture move
All the massive in the place do culture move
This one is for all the microphone entertainers
You have the tool you have the talent to be an educator
Stop the slackness and tell them proper
Encourage the massive to become their own creator
Because in this time you have to understand
That the government man's going to try and mash up man plan
So direct the crowd and give them navigation
And believe you'll get a wicked reaction

HeyHeyHeyHeyHeyHeyHeyHey Asian Dub Foundation
Sound of the culture on the move
You better be conscious in everything that you do .....



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Who controls the past controls the present
And who controls the present controls the future
The battle for the past is for the future
Must be the winners of the memory war
Smash reach out and then grab the flower
At the end of the day their defeat will be for sure
Have you inside your memory the scene of the crime
If you don't have a clue then you're running out a time
Struggle continues while di sunshine
Past and the truth two of them you have to combine
Because books dem a burnt and documents are shredded
Cover ups are covered up in the name of the law
Presidents and royalty caught red hanged
And you won't know about it for fifty years or move
Come pay attention to the re-educator
The battle for the past is now the battle for the future
Fire for the messengers of this fake nostalgia
Soon come judgement day
Who controls the past controls the present
And who controls the present controls the future
The history they teach is the voice of the victor
You need to look again you need to have a propaganda!
If truth is your price then come join the bounty hunters
Because truth make you the enemy of all these liars
Because books dem a burnt and documents are shredded
Cover-ups are covered up in the name of the law
Presidents and Royalty caught red handed
And you won't know about it for fifty years or more
Come pay attention to the re-educator
The battle for the past is now the battle for the future
Fire for the messengers of this fake nostalgia
Soon come judgement day



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Siberian Slengteng

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Black Steel In The Hour Of Chaos

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Son Of A Bush

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I am a modern apprentice
I believe in the life-long learning
'Ain't gonna take away this natural yearning
To know the truth
The truth about the lies you've been giving
It's not a state of affairs that that I'm prepared to live in
I will find out for myself
No I ain't gonna be your clone
Ain't gonna be working my fingers to the bone
To feed your mouths
When the poor around me are starving
And you the fat cats are sitting pretty and laughing
I will do it in spite of you
I'll educate myself
Then I'll empower others
So that we can make our own wealth
Yes I'll empower others
So that we can make our own wealth



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And we say back way to all the trouble makers
Better fix up your brains because you are the biggest fakers
Come in the place better know who you are
Self defence is no offence
The scales of justice are weighed down on one side
Freemasons on the case you know you're gonna get a rough ride
Hold tight even if you know your rights
It's just a piece of paper unless you're prepared to fight

For ten years one hell of a long time
To rot in a cell when you've committed no crime
Another innocent man forced to carry the can
Free Satpal Ram
Free Satpal Ram
Another innocent man
Whose word against who ?
Whose word against who ?
The degenerate crew
Out on the town thought they had something to prove
Self defence - only offence - had to protect himself from all the murdering fools
Cutting remarks on account of his race
A plate to his chest and a glass to his face
An Asian fights back can't afford to be meek
With your back against the wall you can't turn the other cheek

And its back way to all the trouble makers
Better fix up your brain because you're the biggest fakers
Come in the place better know who you are
Free Satpal Ram
Another innocent man

Birmingham six
Bridgewater four
Crown prosecution totting up the score
Kings Cross two
Guildford four
Winston Silcott - man how many more ?
Satpal attacked in a restaurant by racists
Now the brother's been locked up on a life time basis
Convicted of murder but what's never mentioned
Self defence was his only intention

ADF once again taking to the stand
Witness the jailing of an innocent man
Kicking up a fuss because it could happen to us
Time to join in the fight back
Because enough is enough
And it's back way to all the trouble makers
Better fix up your brains because you're the biggest fakers
Come in the place better know who you are

FREE SATPAL RAM



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Keep bangin' on the wall
Keep bangin' on the wall
OF FORTRESS EUROPE!
2022 -A new European order
Robot guards patrolling the border
Cybernetic dogs are getting closer and closer
Armoured cars and immigration officers
A burning village in Kosovo
You bombed it out now you're telling us go home
Machine guns strut on the cliffs of Dover
Heads down people look out! we're going over
Burnin up! can we survive re-entry
Past the mines and the cybernetic sentries
Safe european homes built on wars
You don't like the effect don't produce the cause
The chip is in your head not on my shoulder
Total control just around the corner
Open up the floodgates Time's nearly up
Keep banging on the wall of Fortress Europe
Keep banging
Keep banging on the wall of Fortress Europe
We got a right , know the situation
We're the children of globalisation
No borders only true connection
Light the fuse of the insurrection
This generation has no nation
Grass roots pressure the only solution
We're sitting tight
Cos assylum is a right
Put an end to this confusion
Dis is a 21st century Exodus
Dis is a 21st century Exodus
Burnin' up can we survive re-entry
Past the landmines and cybernetic sentries
Plane, train, car , ferry boat or bus
The future is bleeding coming back at us
The chip is in your head not on my shoulder
Total control around the corner
Open up the floodgates Time's nearly up
Keep banging on the wall of Fortress Europe
Keep banging
Keep banging on the wall of Fortress Europe
Dis is a 21st century Exodus
Dis is a 21st century Exodus
They got a right - listen not to de scaremonger
Who doesn't run when they're feel the hunger
From where to what to when to here to there
People caught up in red tape nightmare
Break out of the detention centres
Cut the wires and tear up the vouchers
People get ready it's time to wake up
Tear down the walls of Fortress Europe



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Take the long train to Bombay
Duck as the tunnels came
Tune in your crystal set
You've won the freedom to forget
Feeling good migrations
Tuned in to the mother nation
Taking her aim
Changing your name
Now we're nomads
That stay in one place
Not a country
Not a face
Standing out but still like ghosts
Long-term guests
Ungracious hosts
Re-written history
A sleepy slavery
Those sweet sweet sweet machines
Sending, selling
Good migrations
Tuned in to the mother nation
Taking her aim
Rearranging the chains...
The nine year old boy
who had wanted to be white
Set out on the journey
from loneliness to pride
Hostile environments along the way
A slowly changing landscape
But a steady stream of consciousness rising
A steady stream of consciousness rising
This is the journey from Loneliness to pride
No longer any need to hide...
Struggle to live
And we cry struggle to survive
Struggla, struggla, struggla, struggla
Just to stay alive
In the jungle you eighter do or you die
You got to be aware
You got to have the jungle eye...





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How did we get to this lord?
How did we get to this?
How did we get to this lord?
How did we get to this?
How did we get to this lord?
How did we get to this?
How did we get to this lord?
How did we get to this?
(We want your oil)
(We want your oil)
The villages are mined the contract's been signed
we'll tell you one more time
(We want your oil)
Supply no longer guranteed we demand security
Running out of Texas tea
(We want your oil)
Children of the CIA we want somewhere new to play
Better get right out the way
(We want your oil)
Civilisation birth nerve centre of the earth
Welcome to our new turf
(We want your oil)
How did we get to this lord?
How did we get to this?
How did we get to this lord?
How did we get to this ?
Smart bomb with more brains than the President
Blipping and bleeping as they target residents
Of market squares and hospital wards King rat is safe in the wings of the hawk
While King rat is safe in the wings of the hawk
Watch me now
Beat seeking missile gonna blast yer mind out
Bomb for peace I'm gonna burn your eyes out
I'm covering my ears don't wanna receive it
I'm trembling in fear say me can't belive it
Inspector defector arms dealer revealer
Document leaker over here Mr.Speaker
A spin refugee like Mohammed Ali
Me say no Iraqi ever called me Paki
How did we get to this lord?
How did we get to this?
A secret never to be told always to be sold
Digging out the Black gold
(We want your oil)
Petro junkies must be fed Going Barefoot in the head
It's S.U.V's with warheads (We want your oil)
Tearing up formalities there is no neutrality
Welcome to reality (We want your oil)
Ignore treates line by line Litte countries fall behind
The lunatics will lead the blind (We want your oil)
The lunatics will the blind
How did we get to this load?
How did we get to this?
How did we get to this load?
How did we get to this?

(Thanks Shigeru for these lyrics)


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Step Forward Youth
At The Moment Of Truth
Don't Be Distracted
Don't Be The Fool.
Step Forward Youth
At The Moment Of Truth
Go Beyond The Senses
Get A Clear View

When You're Deafened By The Sound Of Betrayal
And There's No One Left To Trust
Falling Off The End Of The Scale
You Carry On Because You Must

When You're Down To The Last Of Your Senses
And The Pain Is Brokin' Out Of Thoughts
Somehow You've Got To Pull Yourself Together,
You've Got To Make Good Of All The Things, You've Been Taught

When You're Deafened By The Sound Of Betrayal
And There's No One Left To Trust
Falling Off The End Of The Scale
You Carry On Because You Must

Just When They Think It's All Over
Just When You Think You're Falling Back In Line
Maybe Just A Small Word To A Young Child
Maybe Just A Moment Of Peace, In Your Mind




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Rafi

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when you hear the march of the drum
you know they're gonna blot out the sun
when you hear the marching drum
you know your time soon come
hammer coming down fast
flag is flaying full mast
shield your eyes from the blast
you know it won't be the last
it's a round-up it's a round up
riffle butts through the door
then you're kicked to the floor
headlines screaming for more
now you're a prisoner of war in the round-up it's a round up
this is a count-down to the crackdown
time to take a little trip downtown (it's a round up)
get in the lineup there ain't no let up
this is a bona fide a government stick up(it's a round-up)
from the fit up straight to the lock up
through the touchup and the drug up to the rough up it's just start up
so watch it speed up it ain't enogh to just put-up and shut-up DIS IS A ROUND-UP
shining boots of leather
mind at the end of the tether charges cobbled together
the sentence is forever it's a round up it's a round up
stone floor for a bed with a hood on the head helicopters overhead maybe i'm already dead
it's a round up this is a round up
when you hear dem march of the drum you know they're gonna blot out the sun
when you hear the marching drum you know your time soon come
your time soon come
dem come for de rasta and you say nothing
dem come from the muslims you say nothing
dem come for the anti-globalist you ay nothing
dem even come for the liberals and you say nothing
dem come for you and will speak for you? who will speak for you
this is countdown to the crackdown time to take a little trip downtown (it's a round up)
get in the lineup there ain't no let-up this bona fide government stic up (it's a round up)
from the fit straigh to the lock-up through the touchup and the drug up to the rhough
it's just a start up so watch it speed up it ain't enough to just put-up and shut-up
DIS IS A ROUND-UP





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Activists & Selectors

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