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t’s only another gearwheel in the machinery of moneymaking,

an industrial product – produced just to be sold.

I see “revolution” written on their flags as they’re tryin’

to sell the same oversea-produced exploitation goods.

Do you think that Nike or Vans care about this music

or the ideas and the way of life for which it stands?

Me, you, our friends and this whole scene

ain’t nothing but a market place.

Don’t be their minion,

don’t help them to create the illusion that shoes are a statement of belief!

Their consumer-breeding promotion squads a.k.a. your favorite punk rock bands

are now puppets on the strings of venture capitalists,

the fertilizer for the money trees cultured by conscienceless neoliberalists.

This is not a fucking masked ball,

it’s a place where you could be yourself and oughta be yourself.

So, you canting profit junkies, write this in your fuckin’ zine:

“Fuck posing, little hypocrites defining themselves through their consume,

begging for cameras, to picture their costume.

And those brands pretending that they care about the message from our hearts shouted out loud...

Well, fuck ‘em all and let an anarchist god sort ‘em out.”