Let's play a game: Which Rage Against the Machine lyrics am I thinking of?

[iconoclastic cat]

At this moment...guess!

[Splatter Phoenix]

1. Take The Power Back...?

More specifically -

"The present curriculum
I put my fist in 'em
Eurocentric every last one of 'em
See right through the red, white and blue disguise
With lecture I puncture the structure of lies
Installed in our minds and attempting
To hold us back
We've got to take it back
Holes in our spirit causin' tears and fears
One-sided stories for years and years and years
I'm inferior? Who's inferior?
Yeah, we need to check the interior
Of the system that cares about only one culture
And that is why
We gotta take the power back"

[iconoclastic cat]

2. Mmmm...close!

[Splatter Phoenix]

3. I love RATM.

I bought their Battle of Los Angeles album a while ago and was given a live recorded album (don't recall which it was) for my last birthday...v_V so very political, so very eloquent...

And sadly, so very rap, but I love the Dixie Chicks from a strictly political standpoint, and dislike country, so I can hold these double standards.

So...only one guess per person? ;-;

[ghostsofgiants]

4. Bombtrack?

[elaineb]

5. Damn, what Rage Against the Machine lyrics DON'T fit these crazy days?

Just a random guess...How about "Born as Ghosts"?

The hills find peace
Locked armed guard posts
Safe from the screams
Of the children born as ghosts
Gates, guns and alarms
Shape the calm of the dawn
Peering down into the basin
Where death lives on
Where young run foaming at the mouth with hate
Where burning batons beat the freezing who shake
Under the toxic sunsets they dine and toast
Their walls deny the terror faced by the children
Born As Ghosts
Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers,
begin to speak our word
Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers,
begin to speak our word
Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers,
Begin to speak our word
Born as ghosts
We're the children born as ghosts born as ghosts
One book and forty odd
Stuffed in a room
Ah, the school as a tomb
Where home is a wasteland
Taste the razor wire
And thought is locked in the womb
The tales that tear at the myth of the dream
A suffering that shocks the lives off the screen

Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers,
begin to speak our word
Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers,
begin to speak our word
Born as ghosts A warning, you sufferers,
Begin to speak our word
Born as ghosts
We're the children born as ghosts born as ghosts