Todos Somos Ilegales: We Are All Illegals

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released 20 December 2011
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OUTERNATIONAL MUSIC in association with
120dB FILMS and THE SOUND STRIKE present

TODOS SOMOS ILEGALES: WE ARE ALL ILLEGALS

OUTERNATIONAL
MILES SOLAY: vocals
LEO MINTEK: guitars
JESSE WILLIAMS MASSA: bass
DR. BLUM: trumpet, organ, keyboards, accordion

Produced by Outernational except
*3,10,18 produced by Tom Morello
*4 produced by Thom Russo
*6 produced by Thom Russo + Uproot Andy

Executive Producer: Stephen D. Hays
Mastering: Reuben Cohen, Lurrsen Mastering
Mixing: *Thom Russo (4,6,15,17)
*Jim Scott (3,18)
*Jordon Silva (2, 12, 14)
*Kevin Mills (1,5,7,8,9,11,13,16)
*Tom Syrowski (10)
Management: Natalia Linares at conrazón
Graphic Design: Kyledidthis
Merchandising: Jimi Vee at Bad Wolf

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tags: future rock revolution rock rock independent music New York

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Track Name: The Beginning Is Here
THE BEGINNING IS HERE / OUTERNATIONAL

There comes a time, there comes a time!
To get up and out, get up and out!
Now that we’re here, now that we’re here!
That time is now, that time is now!
So you’ve been waiting
I’ve been waiting too
What you been waiting for?
I am waiting on you

Stop right there, get up and out that room
We are ready and the time is coming soon
Us right here, we won’t stop
Your club has gotten cold, so we took it to the block

They wanna box me up, box me up!
Then ship me out, ship me out!
Starve me cold, starve me cold!
And tie me down, tie me down!
They say time will tell but their tongue is tied
Now why in hell would you believe their lies?
So pick up the pace and face the facts
If you have a question go ahead and ask
If this is the last time I ever speak
You better believe I did not leave
I went way deep and brought the heat
Occupying Wall Street

Borders closed, borders closed!
Border crashing, border crashing!
Bored of the boardroom?
Then join the action, join the action!
The songs I sing, they can cast a spell
I don’t know no borders and I know them well
These rebels are microphones
Public address letters home
I’m on the hunt, out on the front
A real revolution is what I want
This is our first hit, gotham city communists
For every slum, every township
There is a hope for the hopeless
Track Name: Fighting Song (Future Rock Mix)
FIGHTING SONG / OUTERNATIONAL

I see kids fighting to find a voice
They've been swimming in a sea
Without a shore or a choice
Sometimes it's like I'm without a home
Last night I walked
A thousand miles alone

Dai dai dai dai dai dai dai dai...

I walked and wandered
Paused and pondered
In these times
I can't live like this any longer
Your well is running dry
As the oceans rise
If I'm right we got one shot tonight

Dai dai dai dai dai dai dai dai...

This is a fighting song
I can't waste many moments
Can't lose any more days
I've read the history
We need more than a page
Each year in this life
Is like a blink of an eye
Tonight I tell you
It is fighting time

Dai dai dai dai dai dai dai dai...
This is a fighting song

All of our people
All across the world
They want something more

Look down at our planet
From the heavens above
See it as it is
See it as it is
No borders or banks
No wars or tanks
No nations, no nations
I've got my dreams when I sleep
And I've got these dreams that really could be

Dai dai dai dai dai dai dai dai...
This is a fighting song
Go!
Track Name: We Are All Illegals (feat. Tom Morello, Calle 13, Chad Smith)
WE ARE ALL ILLEGALS

MILES SOLAY
I dream of fire but I sleep so cold
I raise the red flag on The Alamo
I want to show you how our lives unfold
Deep inside underneath it all
When you eat that salad and put on your shoes
Stare at that screen we’re looking out at you
The people who created, modern-day enslavement
“The greatest country!” Its a nation of sadists!
The babies who are buried before they can run
The children whose mothers have never known fun
The daughters whose bodies are sold for crumbs
Risk life and limb, its a planet of slums

CHORUS
Todos somos ilegales, todos somos ilegales
The defiant ones, our time has come
Todos somos ilegales
Fighting for a new way and a new day
Todos somos ilegales

MILES SOLAY
I walk the desert in the dead of night
I crawl through sewers, no clean water in sight
I cross the river to the other side
The American land of parasites
I’m that secret, that dirty little feature
The bones in the closet, lies told by teachers
The food, the clothes, the land, the phones
The buildings where your computers grow
See, that border ain’t sacred or chosen
The land we stand on, every inch of it stolen
How obscene that there’s people illegal
Vilified survival, the journey is lethal

CHORUS
Todos somos ilegales, todos somos ilegales
The defiant ones, our time has come
Todos somos ilegales
Fighting for a new way and a new day
Todos somos ilegales

RESIDENTE CALLE 13
No necesito documentos
Mirame a los ojos
Para que leas mi acento
Prohibido como la droga
Ilegal como un nazi
En una sinagoga

Contra indicado
Clandestino
Lo identificable
Lo contamino
Más de siesciento millones de persona
Gritando luz verde
Pa invadir Arizona

No necesito diplomas
Lo que aprendi
Lo vivi y lo almaceno en mis neuronas
Las experiencias
Son mis talleres
La vida es un estudio
Desde que se nace
Hasta que se muere

Asi cruce pal’ norte
Buscando buena vida
Componente vacio
De materia consumida

Dejé a mi abuela
Sola pa’ besarle el culo a Ronald McDonald
y tomar coca cola

CHORUS
Todos somos ilegales, todos somos ilegales
The defiant ones, our time has come
Todos somos ilegales
Fighting for a new way and a new day
Todos somos ilegales
We are all illegal, we are illegal
Track Name: Canta El Río with Ceci Bastida (Outernational/Uproot Andy Remix)
CANTA EL RIO lyrics by CECI BASTIDA

Que me hace falta aire,
No puedo respirar más,
No logro descifrarlo
Que no puedo ya distinguir.
Ya no, ya no lo siento
Se no voy a volverte a ver
Ya no oigo más tu voz
Perdido y lejos voy de ti.

Río río amor
Frio frio amor
Río río amor
Frio frio amor

Por qué no puedo entrar
Sólo intento ayudar.
Todo es así
Y parece nada cambió.
O no, no se si valió la pena o no
No se si valió la pena o no
No se si hice bien
La vida lo mostró
Todo en mi dentro cambió
Ya nadie sabe en dónde estoy.

Que me hace falta aire,
No puedo respirar más,
No logro descifrarlo
Que no puedo ya distinguir.
Ya no, ya no lo siento
Se no voy a volverte a ver
Ya no oigo más tu voz
Perdido y lejos voy de ti.

Río río amor
Frio frio amor
Río río amor
Frio frio amor


Quisiera regresar,
Quisiera ya volver,
Voltear a…
Y volver a caminar.

Que me hace falta aire,
No puedo respirar más,
No logro descifrarlo
Que no puedo ya distinguir.
Ya no, ya no lo siento
Se no voy a volverte a ver
Ya no oigo más tu voz
Perdido y lejos voy de ti.

Perdido y lejos voy de ti…
Perdido y lejos voy de ti…

Río río amor
Frio frio amor
Río río amor
Frio frio amor
Track Name: First Among Equals
FIRST AMONG EQUALS / OUTERNATIONAL

There’s blood on the streets
And blood on your hands
The same blood thats in my veins
As the blood on the sand
If these words draw blood
The emperor is nude
His willing subjects naked
In their red, white and blue

You’re the first among equals
You’re one of a kind
The first among equals
Are the worst of all time

The crimes unseen and the crimes uncovered
Tens of millions of children
All their fathers and mothers
There is no limit to the crimes you’ve done
Your days are numbered, you are second to none

You’re the first among equals
You’re one of a kind
The first among equals
Are the worst of all time
You’re the first among equals
You’re one of a kind
The first among equals
Are the worst of all time

You stop me, you frisk me
Want to sign me up and enlist me
Package me up to double me down
Lock me up where there isn’t a sound
How many slaves and how many dead?
How everything’s made, how your country is fed
I said what I said, I meant what I wrote
You’ll put a gun to my head and a knife in my throat
I hear the last gasp of a dying empire
I smell the smoke afar from the funeral pyres

You’re the first among equals
You’re one of a kind
The first among equals
Are the worst of all time
Track Name: Deportees (featuring The Nightwatchman)
DEPORTEES (Plane Wreck at Los Gatos)
Lyrics by Woody Guthrie

Solay:
The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting
The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps
Morello:
They're flying you back to the Mexico border
To pay all your money and wade back again

CHORUS
Good-bye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
Adios a mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplanes
All they will call you will be… Deportees

Solay:
My father's own father, he waded that river
They took all the money he made in his life
My brothers and sisters come working the fruit trees
They rode the big trucks till they laid down and died

Morello:
Some of us are illegal and some are not wanted
When contract is out we've got to move on
It's six hundred Solay to the Mexican border
They chase us like outlaws, like rustlers, like theives

CHORUS
Good-bye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
Adios a mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplanes
All they will call you will be… Deportees

Solay:
An airplane caught fire over Los Gatos canyon
Morello:
Like a fireball of lightning, it shook all our hills
Who are all these friends all scattered like dry leaves?

Solay:
The radio says they are just deportees
We died in your valleys and died in your deserts
We died in your hills and we died on your plains

Morello:
We died 'neath your trees and we died in your bushes
Both sides of the river, we died just the same

CHORUS
Good-bye to my Juan, good-bye Rosalita
Adios a mis amigos, Jesus y Maria
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplanes
All they will call you will be… Deportees

Morello:
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit?

Solay:
To fall like the dry leaves to rot on the topsoil
And be called by no name except

Morello:
Deportees
Track Name: Ladies Of The Night
LADIES OF THE NIGHT / OUTERNATIONAL

One way or another
I’m going to find you
I’m trying to
Beneath the surface
Where the well is deep and wide
Maybe they gather under moonlit skies
I know I’ve seen them on the other side

In that place where no one goes
The bottom of the desert, where the scorpions roam
Where did they go, are they still alive?
Have they been burnt by the fire outside?
Everybody’s been looking, wondering who took them
You can’t find your ladies of the night

Free women walking side by side
There’s a revival tonight
These women and their little girls
Messengers of a whole new world

The darkness needs a harlot
A Mata Hari market, but
The sisters untethered
Shackles busted in the fight
Heads held high in the Southwestern sky
Spirit strong in flight, what was wrong is made right
They were never ladies of the night

Free women walking side by side
There’s a revival tonight
These women and their little girls
Messengers of a whole new world

Free women walking side by side
There’s a revival tonight
These women and their little girls
Messengers of a whole new world
Track Name: Buried and Done
BURIED AND DONE / OUTERNATIONAL

One day on one road
One woman walked her one son home
He stood too tall, too strong, too bold, too bald
She couldn’t have him walk alone
Taught him, “never be the one to cast the first stone!”
Don’t you know what lies ahead, around the bend!
Whoa-oh-oh-oh

I don’t really want to see the sun rise (GO!)
I don’t really want to go another night (STOP!)
Before this is gone, buried and done (FREEZE! COPS!)
Not another night, not another night
Oh, not ‘til that day has come my love
And we will be so far, far away

Dreams of an old life fading in the moonlight
I don’t need a priest telling me its alright
Here’s a little-known fact, we’re living under attack
Day and night, day and night
You know its a crime what they do with our lives
Shoot us down, eat us up, spit us out,
You know its their right!
Hunted every step of the way!
Whoa-oh-oh-oh

I don’t really want to see the sun rise (GO!)
I don’t really want to go another night (STOP!)
Before this is gone, buried and done (FREEZE! COPS!)
Not another night, not another night
Oh, not ‘til that day has come my love
And we will be so far, far away

I came through the darkness, I moved in the night
I followed the footsteps, I kept out of sight
Life in the shadows just under the ledge
Like a match in the wind or a dog in a pen
Mom sheds a tear, every passing year
I won’t back down ‘til my back’s down in the ground
You know, I have no fear
Whoa-oh-oh-oh

I don’t really want to see the sun rise (GO!)
I don’t really want to go another night (STOP!)
Before this is gone, buried and done (FREEZE! COPS!)
Not another night, not another night
Oh, not ‘til that day has come my love
And we will be so far, far away

So far away
So far away....
Track Name: The Disappeared
The Disappeared / Outernational

Hanging from the ceiling
Hanging from the walls
Like a tiger in a cage
Posing on all fours
This is what it feels like
This is how it sounds
What do you take me for?

Has it been a month
Has it been a year
Does anyone know I’m in here
Whoa, whoa, I’m disappeared

Standing for days on end
Only the light escapes
Never saw it coming
Never saw you go away
This is what it feels like
This is how it sounds
What did you take me for?

Has it been a month
Has it been a year
Does anyone know I’m in here
Whoa, whoa, I’m disappeared

I see a mirror in the wall
I’ve got nothing left
Except for that next brother
And his dying breath
This is what it feels like
This is how it sounds
What do you take me for?

Has it been a month
Has it been a year
Does anyone know I’m in here
Whoa, whoa, I’m disappeared
Track Name: Across The Borderline (featuring Bob Avakian)
ACROSS THE BORDERLINE Written by Ry Cooder (BMI), John Hiatt (BMI), and James Luther Dickinson (BMI), USI B Music Publishing

There’s a land so I’ve been told
Every street is paved with gold
And it’s just across the borderline
(Just across the borderline)

And when it’s time to take your turn
Here’s a lesson you must learn
You will lose more than you’ll ever hope to find

And when you reach the broken promise land
Every dream slips through your hands
And you’ll know it’s too late to change your mind

‘Cos you paid the price to come this far
Just to wind up where you are
And you’re still just across the borderline

Up and down the Rio Grande
A thousand footprints in the sand
Reveal a secret no one can define
(Just across the borderline)

The river flows on like a breath
In between our life and death
Now tell me who will cross the borderline

And when you reach the broken promise land
Every dream slips through your hands
And you’ll know it’s too late to change your mind

‘Cos you paid the price to come this far
Just to wind up where you are
And you’re still just across the borderline
Track Name: Que Queremos
Que Queremos / Outernational

There's a trail of tears, a new trail of death
The vigilantes and coyotes watch the sun set
In the borderland with the rattlesnakes
No water, no people, a dying mistake

Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo
Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo
Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo
Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo

Dirty pretty things, fires in their eyes
The pesticide gonna make her die
Nameless, faceless, strangest slaveness
Afraid of this place, its one big grave
Two tonnes of tomatoes for fifty bucks
Running back to the truck Lucila had enough
No papers, no savings, living day to day In a plantation mayhem

Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo
Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo
Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo
Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo

Look into her eyes peering out
Thinking why, asking how
In this barren beatdown dustbowl of a town I challenge them to do what we do:
Cook, clean, make, slave, who feeds whom?
Dirty pretty things who are you?
The ones you don't see, the fact to your truth
The ones you don't see, the ones you don’t see

Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo
Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo
Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo
Que tenemos nada, que queremos todo el mundo