THANKYOUBUTIDRATHERDIEBEHINDTHECHEMICALSHEDS - dead kings can't colonize [Folk Punk]

Credits:

Original song written by Tepozhuipil (@Ironjacketofficial) and
Quimitoticacoyo (@thesunkanunpa) and performed by

TYBIRDBTCS

 

Lead Vocals- Quimitoticacoyo

IG (@thesunkanunpa)

 

Guitar - Quimitoticacoyo

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Backup Vocals - Ironjacket

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Drums - Ironjacket

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Video Director/Editor - Ironjacket

 

Camera Operator - Ironjacket/Quimitoticacoyo

 

Song recorded offgrid in a handbuilt 200sqft tiny home and an 80sqft 1970s scotty travel trailer on an IPhone XR.

Mastered by tha homie Abdul in an apartment building in Pakistan

 

Video shot and edited on a Samsung S22 Ultra.

 

Lyrics:

Dead king can't colonize

Dead soldier can't victimize and actualize

the authority of rich nepotist pedophiles

And dead priests can't substantiate and

moralize colonial lies and demonize the wise

who sang hymns of praise to creator in front of their eyes

while bound to stakes while flames did rise

to the wise of the mighty east side I send mines

 

Dead kings can't colonize

Dead kings can't colonize

 

The rule of man's law was the end of divine jurisprudence

the last king strangled with entrails of the last priest

er freedom elude us

malinches abound a world full of judas

Now I'm flipping church tables and whipping those who delude us

Burned our grandmothers on the stake the crimes they've done to us

they Hung our brave in twelves and exalted cowards to subdue us

I see you now, the ancient ones have returned they live through us

 

Dead kings can't colonize

Dead kings can't colonize

 

burn one thousand jolly rogers to keep the children of Gaza warm

melt ten-thousand ice cubes for all the families torn

burn all the banks for all the innocent lives we've mourned

for every prophet and martyr who's crown you turned to thorns

just following orders the most common phrase spoken in hell you've all been warned

claim your god is of peace but we have seen his horns

gun's, badges, bombs and riches won't save you from the great mother's scorn

she wears the skulls, hands and hearts of the wicked her neck is adorned

 

Dead king can't colonize

Dead king can't colonize

Dead soldier can't victimize and actualize

the authority of rich nepotist pedophiles

And dead priests can't substantiate and

moralize colonial lies and demonize the wise

who sang hymns of praise to creator in front of their eyes

while bound to stakes while flames did rise

to the wise of the mighty east side I send mines

Дата на публикация: 12 ноември, 2026
Категория: Друго

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