The song “200 Species Every Day” by the filthy politicians is a fictional scene straight out of the Decisive Ecological Warfare strategy advocated by Deep Green Resistance: a pair of activists carrying out well-planned and strategic attacks on infrastructure, in this case combining arson of a power station with raids on corporate offices to trash their crucial data.
As the filthy politicians ask in the preamble, “Why the fuck hasn’t this happened yet?”
Listen to this track and read the lyrics below, and hear more songs at the filthy politicians on bandcamp and at the filthy politicians on soundcloud. [soundcloud url=“https://api.soundcloud.com/tracks/136077295" params=“color=ff5500&auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false” width=“100%” height=“166” iframe=“true” /] yeah she said look at it now it’s like everything is always spinnin around and what’s hard to believe with your feet on the ground is that we’re flyin through space not makin a sound yeah, let me tell you about a ride and a journey a small town girl on a midnight train goin anywhere with a city boy destroyin everything so they can breath again cuz life don’t fit in a cubicle lookin out the window damn that’s beautiful fuck that we ain’t goin back said sally take my hand we’ll take the back alley we’ll take it all back from the peak to the valley i wanna burn it all down, shall we but i don’t wanna knock off gas stations no we’re goin for the corporations there’a power station we could blow nobody’s out there, no one’s gonna know until we’re in the next town down the road where i know a safe place that we can lay low she said just two people could cut the power to the whole city for 38 hours then dress up like police officers then we got access to every office her smile was so bright and life was such a mess that he couldn’t think of anything else and the word that he heard himself say was yes
yeah, she knew him long enough to trust him but didn’t wanna risk it if they got busted so she kept the network to herself cuz what he didn’t know, yo he couldn’t tell so they planned it out, got it all together to the decimal everything down to the weather no cell phones, no booze, shaved heads no DNA, no trace for the feds wasn’t hard to cop a cop uniform the gangs were on that one long before they got timed charges for the transformers with a little dynamite for the corners all sourced out yo paid in cash it’s not that hard to build a stash in a land where everyone has a gun america manufactured his own crash so they stole a car from a rich family that was on vacation on a beach at a resort in some starving so called third world nation then they drove out to the hills satellites the cloudy night killed they rehearsed enough, didn’t have to think they cut the fence, just plain chain link it only took them half an hour then they were on their way back to the city where she put on a wig and they slipped on the costumes of the pig they strolled out of that parking garage left one last charge in the trunk of the dodge they watched the fire as it rose up in the hills then came the darkness and they both got chills
she waited for the look in his eyes when he saw another fire on the other horizon he knew she hadn’t told him for the right reasons about the others, but he couldn’t believe it so he asked her how many? she said just enough to stand a chance, if any but lets get in there, get what we came for hard drives smashed all over the floor then back out, on to the next one darkness had never been this fun they came to call it the great resetting in an effort to address the great forgetting life was under attack for so long they had to fight back before it was gone status quo had to go everybody knew it deep down in their bones so you better get ready for shit to go down they’re on their way they’re in the next town ya you better get ready for shit to go down they’re on their way, they’re in the next town