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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tim Commerford
Bass
Zack de la Rocha
Vocals
Tom Morello
Electric Guitar
Brad Wilk
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zack de la Rocha
Songwriter
Tom Morello
Composer
Brad Wilk
Songwriter
Tim Commerford
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rage Against the Machine
Co-Producer
Brendan O'Brien
Producer
Nick DiDia
Recording Engineer
Russ Fowler
Additional Engineer
Sugar D
Additional Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Lively
Assistant Engineer
Atom
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
A mass of hands press on the market window
Ghosts of progress dressed in slow death
Feeding on hunger and glaring through the promise
Upon the food that rots slowly in the aisle
A mass of nameless at the oasis
That hides the graves beneath the master's hill
Are buried for drinking the river's water
While shackled to the the line at the empty well
[Verse 2]
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound over the new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound over new ground
[Verse 3]
Listen to the fascist sing:
"Take hope here, war is elsewhere"
"You were chosen, this is god's land"
"Soon we'll be free of blot and mixture"
"Seeds planted by our forefathers hand"
[Verse 4]
A mass of promises begin to rupture
Like the pockets of the new world kings
Like swollen stomachs in Appalachia
Like the priest that fucked you as he whispered holy things
A mass of tears have transformed the stones now
Sharpened on suffering and woven into slings
Hope lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
Taking today what tomorrow never brings
[Verse 5]
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound over new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound over the new ground
[Verse 6]
This is the new sound
Just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound
Over the new ground
Ain't the new sound
Just like the old sound?
Look at the noose now
Over the, over the
Over the burning ground
[Verse 7]
Ain't it funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that the doors of the jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper
[Verse 8]
Ain't it funny how the factory doors close
Round the time that the school doors close
Round the time that 100,000 jail cells
Open up to greet you like the reaper
[Verse 9]
Oasis
This is no oasis
[Verse 10]
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like the noose wound over the new ground
This is the new sound, just like the old sound
Just like a noose wound over the new ground
[Verse 11]
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
[Verse 12]
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the fall
Written by: Brad Wilk, Tim Commerford, Tom Morello, Zack de la Rocha