Lyrics Fear Of A Brown Planet - Death By Stereo

Fear Of A Brown Planet

They're building up a wall
They try to shut you up
They try to shut you out
They work you like a slave
Then they throw you out and sweep you away
Control with guns and fear
Control is growing here
Control this border, how?
Strangle hold, this land's their land
No control
There is no way
No control
They are not slaves
Intimidate, propaganda your scheme
Eliminate, a vile routine
Initiate, the end of culture
Keep them out to ensure a white future
No control
There is no way
No control
Illigal y que?
They're building up a wall
No, no, no
They're building up a wall
No, no, no
The rich require an abundant supply of the poor
The ones in power always ask for more
Get pissed, question everything