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their ninth album Catharsis, out worldwide via Nuclear Blast Entertainment. Flynn recently visited Revolver HQ where he delivered a powerful a capella poetry-slam version of the song, which was written the day after the last presidential election and inspired by a conversation with his sons. Order album at http://machinehead1.com/catharsis. Tour Dates: http://www.machinehead1.com/tour. Subscribe to our YouTube: http://bit.ly/subs-mh-yt. ORDER AT Nuclear Blast: http://nblast.de/MachineHeadCatharsisNB iTunes: http://nblast.de/MachineHeadCatharsisIT Amazon: http://nblast.de/MHCatharsisAMZMP3 Google Play: http://nblast.de/MachineHeadCatharsisGP LISTEN ON Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/user/machineheadofficial/playlist/4H8YNJPNZWSdulfIx3kE4Z Apple Music: http://nblast.de/MachineHeadCatharsisAM Deezer: http://www.deezer.com/artist/536 FOLLOW MACHINE HEAD: Website: http://www.machinehead1.com FB: https://www.facebook.com/MachineHead TW: https://twitter.com/MfnH IG: https://www.instagram.com/Machine_Head YT: http://bit.ly/subs-mh-yt On Tour: http://www.machinehead1.com/tour Spotify: http://bit.ly/machinehead-spotify ---------------- "BASTARDS" LYRICS Yesterday I told my sons "sometimes the bad guys win" And that it made me scared about the world that we live in But I had to reassure them that it wouldn’t be for long Sons we have to be ourselves We have to be strong I said “boys you are the future, so let this be a lesson There may come a day you have to fight off their aggression” Cause fear and hatred won today, the darkness ate the light But both you look in my eyes, it’ll be alright In every step you take I'm with you all the way Cause I would die for you To do what’s right for you In hopes that when I’m gone You’ll carry on these words I wrote for you Till then… I’ll sing Stand your ground Don’t let the bastards grind you down Be bold, be strange Don’t let their fears make you afraid There’s hope, they’ll change Well I looked out to the world today, thought "what a bloody mess!” They stripped our morals from us, put 'em under house arrest And "liberty" and "country" are the words they need to speak A little “god,” a little “freedom,” if we don’t agree, we're weak And every politician stood there idle and so smug Empowering the racists and 2nd Amendment thugs Wall St. and the billionaires, convinced us they’re so smart Saying “vote with your wallet, instead of with your hearts!” But we won’t go away! You won’t forget our name! The pussy generation, the PC and the brave The protesters that slink along the streets of misery And so… I’ll sing Stand your ground Don’t let the bastards grind you down Be bold, be strange Don’t let their fears make you afraid There’s hope, they’ll change We’ll change Change No, no, no, no, no (FUCK NO!) No, no, no, no, no (FUCK NO!) No, no, no, no, no (FUCK NO!) So give us all your faggots, all your niggas, and your spics Give us all your Muslims, your so-called terrorists We’ll welcome them with open arms, and put ‘em in our mix We’re better off together now, embrace our difference Remember there is love! Our words can stop their guns Forget the rednecks Living in the past We’re never going back now, we've reached critical mass And so… I’ll sing Stand my ground Won’t let the bastards grind me down I’m bold, I’m strange Won’t let their fears make me afraid There’s hope, they’ll change