My heart has closed up tight
So it can survive
Living so I can save
My skin,which is all I have left
My soul is wasting away
Don’t think,don’t protest
Don’t even try,don’t interfere
Anyway,nothing makes sense
Our lives are preordained
In this apocalyptic comedy
We’re all headed for the slaughter-house
We’re not eliminated the same old way
Now we’re told to make ourselves disappear
Ask questions without answers
Protesting without hassling anymore
Domesticated,neutralized,paralyzed
When will we wake up?
There’s no work,might as well split
Human dignity is as good as dead
Everything ‘s hanging by a thread
What’s difference between dead or alive?
I refuse to shut my mouth now
I’m not here to spread around bad news
They haven’t won yet,so choose
You got balls or not?
I’m bug’um but they listen to me
Friend I’m not scarred to go to against the grain
And I encourage all those who fight
To join us in our struggle
My heart has closed up tight
So it can survive
Living so I can save
My skin,which is all I have left
(that’s the bind we’re in)
My soul’s an empty shell
I want a miracle to make us wake up
I want a miracle to make everyone rise up
Don’t expect anything from destiny
What we need is for the earth to quake
I’m gonna talk and act,I won’t stop
My poetry’s gonna penetrate your soul
And if it enters through the wrong hole
You put the vaseline there,pal...
My heart has closed up tight
So it can survive
Living so I can save
My skin,which is all I have left
My soul is wasting away
My heart has closed up tight
So it can survive
Living so I can save
My skin,which is all I have left
My soul’s an empty shell
I want a miracle to make us wake up
I want a miracle to make everyone rise up
Don’t expect anything from destiny
What we need is for the earth to quake
From the Fernando Solanas Film A Social Genocide(2004).