RATM self titled album I must say one of the best rock albums. The best RATM album.. that album was made circa 1992 and still the sounds of it, timeless.. Way beyond the 1992 sounds time. Well, even Nirvana I guess. hehehe
I saw this vid when I bought the DVD in tower quiapo. Collection of their concerts and MTV's. I love this song even before I watched this video. At first kinda slow and kick in the great Zack's rapping vocals then all of the sudden, Tom's guitar god like skills sets in.. Then yeah the solo is magnificent. When I watched it on video, it's damn real. hehe I think those bands with dj's are trying to immitate it but not equalled. Sorry dudes. hehe
The lyrics, this is a rebel poem. A poem about well, awareness to the powers of society, namely government and corporations. Which I know yeah I'm a corporate slave. hehe But come on, some of them, they just don't know their limitations. Government doesn't do what is right for the people, or how about keeping the funds. Some corporations well, tend to just exhaust you then in the end, they will fire you because they want to. Example? Hmmmm one station and a flying flag. hehe
Anyhow, the bass is at least useful in this song, good bass and drums, just right. Those other two member, they done their part.
But for Tom and Zack, they want us to put these suffering in our heads, like a bullet.
Bullet in the Head
This time the bullet cold rocked ya
A yellow ribbon instead of a swastika
Nothin' proper about ya propaganda
Fools follow rules when the set commands ya
Said it was blue
When the blood was red
That's how ya got a bullet blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
Blasted through ya head
I give a shout out to the living dead
Who stood and watched as the feds cold centralized
So serene on the screen
You was mesmerised
Cellular phones soundin' a death tone
Corporations cold
Turn ya to stone before ya realise
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire at their prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Run it!
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Checka, checka, check it out
They load the clip in omnicolour
Said they pack the 9, they fire it at prime time
Sleeping gas, every home was like Alcatraz
And mutha fuckas lost their minds
No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Just victims of the in-house drive-by
They say jump, you say how high
Uggh! Yeah! Yea!
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
Ya standin' in line
Believin' the lies
Ya bowin' down to the flag
Ya gotta bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
A bullet in ya head!
Ya gotta bullet in ya fuckin' head!
Yeah!
Yeah
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