Alanis Morissette — Guerrilla Radio

Transmission third world war third round A decade of the weapon of sound above ground Ain't no shelter if you’re looking for shade I lick shots at the brutal charade As tha polls close like a casket On truth devoured A silent play on the shadow of power A spectacle monopolized The camera's eye on choice disguised Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil? Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil? A spectacle monopolized They hold the reins and stole your eyes Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio Contact I highjacked the frequencies Blockin' the beltway Move on DC Way past the days of bombing MC’s Sound off Mumia guan be free Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio Turn that shit up Lights out, guerrilla radio