Old School Politics - Montreal, Punk Rock City | Текст песни

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Montreal city of punk rock since 2003

When the punk scene crashed up, what's left to believe?
We keep in mind how sweet it was
That black flag we fought for never fell down
Yeah, it's not California
It's cold here, half the year
Have you been through these empty bars?
Have you been through this two faced movement?
So here's the guitar without a crowd
Here's the pleasure without doubt
My life on cardboard
Your fame on a pedestal
And still we forget
The roots behind the sound
The mustiness, the invisible wires
The scene you loved has died
But Montreal still sings this lie Montreal city of punk rock since 2003
When the punk scene crashed up, what's left to believe?
We keep in mind how sweet it was
That black flag we fought for never fell down
I rub my eyes, deny the time
But still I don't know who I am
Do it hardcore, yeah do it loud
If it's what you need to be proud
It's time to turn it all to dust
Bring back the values that we lost Rebuild that ship and burn the sea
Globalization, will be the victim
And Montreal, the bastion of this war
Let's set our rules, untie the past Yeah your underground, you’re hardcore
We'll never lose the war
Bring the ideology back please
Cause I want to belong to this scene,
That made me grow
Cause after all, we could die or live And still I won't care
Yeah, Montreal city of punk rock since 2003
City of punk rock and will always be
The bastion of a never-ending war
The hope behind or forward
One of the reasons that I'm still screaming
One of the reasons that I'm still believing Yeah Montreal