the filthy politicians: 200 Species Every Day

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.

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

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