Future Rock

by Outernational

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released August 1, 2012

(c) 2012 Outernational Music
All Songs Written by Outernational, Future Rawk (BMI)
Produced by Tom Morello
Mixed by Jim Scott at PLYRZ, Santa Clarita, CA
Recorded by Jim Scott and Kevin Dean at PLYRZ, Santa Clarita, CA; Thom Russo at Woom Room, North Hollywood, CA
Mastered by Bob Ludwig, Gateway Mastering
Design: Kyledidthis
Photography: Andy Zee

Miles Solay: vocals and lyrics
Jesse Williams Massa: bass
Leo Mintek: guitars
Chad Smith: drums (1,2)
Gil Sharone: drums (3)
Joe Tomino: drums (4,5)
Sonny Singh: trumpet (3,4,5)
Stewart Cole: trumpet (4)

Trevor Welch: organ (1), clavinet (2)

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Track Name: One For The Airwaves
Its one for the airwaves
And two for the show
I'm a reelin' and a rockin'
And I'm ready to go
This one's for the barricades
And two for your hopes
Worldwide revolution
Yeah, I'm letting you know

American streets
The basements of Iran
A real revolution
It's just a matter of time
I'm right here
And I've got some answers
I'm in my Sunday's best
And I'm ready for dancing

Its one for the airwaves
And two for the show
I'm a reelin' and a rockin'
And I'm ready to go
This one's for the barricades
And two for your hopes
Worldwide revolution
Yeah, I'm letting you know

I'm feeling it
It's militant
No prisoners
In my building
You wanna know
Where I'm coming from?
Keep listening
Keep struggling

Its one for the airwaves
And two for the show
I'm a reelin' and a rockin'
And I'm ready to go
This one's for the barricades
And two for your hopes
Worldwide revolution
Yeah, I'm letting you know

The city is dead
But we're alive
A million motherfuckers
Are questioning why
I'm right here
And I'm taking some chances
The air is getting thick
And we're making advances

Its one for the airwaves
And two for the show
I'm a reelin' and a rockin'
And I'm ready to go
This one's for the barricades
And two for your hopes
Worldwide revolution
Yeah, I'm letting you know

Worldwide revolution
Worldwide revolution
Worldwide revolution
Worldwide revolution
Track Name: Future Rock
This is Future Rock!

This big-beat
Blasting out of the tenement yards
Through the shantytowns
Off the prison walls
Rip out your headphones
Get ready to dance ya'll
Future-Rock
Interrogating your dancehall
I'm coming for your children
And I'm coming tonight
Coming tonight
Coming tonight
I don't wanna hear the same old sound
The same old sound
I don't wanna hear the same old sound
I'm ready for the showdown

This is the future rock
This is the future rock

Look out your window
There's a party below
Welcome to the war-torn
Dancefloor uproar
The Mumbai mambo
Petrograd rap
Heavy metal samba
It's a matter of fact
Outernational's sound
It's a counterattack
The horn's already blowing
There'll be no turning back
I don't wanna hear the same old sound
The same old sound
I don't wanna hear the same old sound
I'm ready for the showdown

This is the future rock
This is the future rock

Is it a style
Or a way of life?
Is it the sound
Of the coming riots?
This is the story
Of a gang that flies
Rhythms and rhymes
Lighting up the sky
A microscope looking close
Seeing all that's inside
A telescope to the horizon
If you open your eyes
I don't wanna hear the same old sound
The same old sound
I don't wanna hear the same old sound
I'm ready for the showdown

This is the future rock
This is the future rock
Track Name: Empty Lives
They ask you for a career in life
They never ask you what kind of world you'd like
Got your hopes and dreams
Under the knife
Pick up the pace
Get ready for sunrise
I'm on a mission with horizon eyes
I ain't no missionary
Too many lies
Living in the master's house
You want a piece of the pie
I'm in the master's house
With my eyes on the prize

Empty lives in the United States
Like a religion I'm shaking the faith

I tell these kids with Scarface on their lips
On that little ass corner you ain't regulating shit
This parasitic, pornographic culture
False hopes, American vultures

Empty lives in the United States
Like a religion I'm shaking the faith

I see your empty lives
I'm on a mission with horizon eyes
I see your empty lives
I'm on a mission with horizon eyes

Empty lives in the United States
Like a religion I'm shaking the faith

Shaking the faith!
Shaking the faith!
Shaking the faith!
Shaking the faith!
Track Name: Sir, No Sir!
Open your eyes desert sand is in your vision now
You know the lies while you're off in a distant land
How do you justify the crimes you're committing kid
Now that you've seen what's like on this battlefield?
Hey, what you say when the sun comes low
Knocking at my front door
Looking for a way out
Now let it go with a solemn sense of purpose
Can't hold on we're on our own again

Hey! Hey!
Somethings got to give
Somethings got to give

Your planet's burning war and torture's madness
Bodies burning, whole countries torn to bits
First you're cannonfodder now you're accomplices
I can see the scars from your arms to your conscience
Hey, what you say when the sun comes low
Knocking at my front door
Looking for a way out
Now let it go with a solemn sense of purpose
Can't hold on we're on our own again

Hey! Hey!
Somethings got to give
Somethings got to give

I love working for Uncle Sam
Let's me know just who I am
I love working for Uncle Sam
Let's me know just who I am

Sir, no sir
Sir, no sir
Sir, no sir
Sir, no sir

Hey! Hey!
Somethings got to give
Somethings got to give
Hey! Hey!
Somethings got to give
No more hopelessness
Track Name: Outernational
I live in new york
The new empire
Where all these cats
Want to be bossman vampires
We've had enough
Gonna lay it out real good
Been in it to win it
Steady pushing on through
This is not my country
It is not of me
I'm from the future
You wish you would see
Start living
Our time to soar
Here's to the slaves
To be slaves no more

Light it on fire
Outernational

I've got a question
What would happen
If you went for truth
And stopped believing in magic?
Can you imagine
If all the masses
Let go of God and came back to this planet?
Whether we're farmers or garment workers
Peasants, kids on the block, or freedom searchers
We're lurking in the depths of every mind
Every ghetto, every lie, every person, every time
The tide and the wind When The Ship Comes In

Light it on fire
Outernational

Enemy combatant, that's me
Enemey combatant, that's me
Enemy combatant, that's me motherfucker, that's me, that's me

Light it on fire
Outernational

That's me, that's me, that's me, that's me...
Outernational