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Rage Against The Machine - Calm Like a Bomb (Audio)
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INTERPRÉTATION
Tim Commerford
Tim Commerford
Basse
Zack de la Rocha
Zack de la Rocha
Chant
Brad Wilk
Brad Wilk
Batterie
Tom Morello
Tom Morello
Guitare électrique
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tim Commerford
Tim Commerford
Paroles/Composition
Zack de la Rocha
Zack de la Rocha
Paroles/Composition
Brad Wilk
Brad Wilk
Paroles/Composition
Tom Morello: The Nightwatchman
Tom Morello: The Nightwatchman
Composition
Tom Morello
Tom Morello
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Rage Against the Machine
Rage Against the Machine
Co‑production
Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
Production
Nick DiDia
Nick DiDia
Ingénierie de prise de son
Russ Fowler
Russ Fowler
Ingénieries complémentaires
Sugar D
Sugar D
Ingénieries complémentaires
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Kevin Lively
Kevin Lively
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Feel the funk blast Feel the funk blast Feel the funk blast Feel the funk blast Feel the funk blast Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check it out, yo, yo, yo I be walkin' God like a dog, my narrative, fearless My word war returns to burn like Baldwin home from Paris Like Steel from a furnace, I was born landless This is the native son, born of Zapata's guns Stroll through the shanties and the cities' remains Same bodies buried hungry but with different last names The vultures rob everything, leave nothing but chains Pick a point on the globe, yes, the picture's the same There's a bank, there's a church, a myth and a hearse A mall and a loan, a child dead at birth There's a widow pig parrot, a rebel to tame A white-hooded judge, a syringe and a vein And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard What you say, what you say, what you say, what? What you say, what you say, what you say, what? What you say, what you say, what you say, what? What you say, what you say, what you say, what? I'm calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite) I'm calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite) This ain't subliminal, feel the critical mass approach horizon Pulse of the condemned, sound off America's demise The anti-myth rhythm rock shocker, yes, I spit fire Hope lies in the smoldering rubble of empires Yes, back through the shanties and the cities remains Same bodies buried hungry (uh-huh), but with different last names (uh-huh) Them vultures robbin' everyone, leave nothing but chains Pick a point here at home, yes, the picture's the same There's a field full of slaves, some corn and some debt There's a ditch full of bodies, the check for the rent There's a tap, the phone, the silence of stone The numb black screen that be feelin' like home And the riot be the rhyme of the unheard What you say, what you say, what you say, what? What you say, what you say, what you say, what? What you say, what you say, what you say, what? What you say, what you say, what you say, what? Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite) I'm calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite) Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite) Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite) Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite) Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite) Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite) Calm like a bomb (ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite, ignite) Calm like a bomb There's a mass without roofs, there's a prison to fill There's a country's soul that reads post no bills There's a strike and a line of cops outside of the mill There's a right to obey and a right to kill There's a mass without roofs, there's a prison to fill There's a country's soul that reads post no bills There's a strike and a line of cops outside of the mill 'Cause there's a right to obey and there's the right to kill
Writer(s): Timothy Commerford, Zack M De La Rocha, Brad J Wilk, Tom Morello Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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