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Anthrax - Hard as Hell - Indians
Hard as Hell
Disc 1
01. Links 2-3-4
02. Symphony of Destruction
03. Dead Cell
04. Control
05. I Stand Alone
06. Replica
07. Rejection Role
08. Crash
09. Save Yourself
10. Who Was in My Room Last Night
11. Low So
12. Davidian
13. Rumba
14. Jumpdafuckup
15. Necessary Evil
16. Indians
17. Snot
18. Dead in Hollywood
19. Celebrity Skin
20. Would
Disc 2
01. Roots Bloody Roots
02. Loco
03. Dig
04. Tourniquet
05. Dragula
06. When Worlds Collide
07. Synthetic
08. Turn Me On
09. Coma America
10. Interloper
11. Temptation
12. In the Meantime
13. Cinnamon Girl
14. Snap Your Fingers, Snap Your Neck
15. The Element of One
16. Detox
17. Drawing Blood
18. Episode 666
19. Mourning Palace
20. Painkiller
We all see in black and white
When it comes to someone else's fight
No one ever gets involved
Apathy can never solve

Forced out, brave and mighty
Stolen land, they can't fight it
Hold on to pride and tradition
Even though they know
How much their lives are really missing
We're dissing them
On reservations
A hopeless situation

Respect is something that you earn
Our Indian brothers' getting burned
Original American
Turned into a second class citizen

Forced out, brave and mighty
Stolen land, they can't fight it
Hold on to pride and tradition
Even though they know
How much their lives are really missing
We're dissing them
On reservations
A hopeless situation

Cry for the Indians, oh
Die for the Indians
Cry for the Indians
Oh cry, cry, cry for the Indians

Love the land and fellow man
Peace is what we strive to have
Some folks have none of this
Hatred and prejudice

Forced out, brave and mighty
Stolen land, they can't fight it
Hold on to pride and tradition
Even though they know
How much their lives are really missing
We're dissing them
On reservations
A hopeless situation

Cry for the Indians
Die for the Indians
Cry for the Indians
Cry, cry, cry for the Indians

War dance!

Territory, it's just the body of the nation
The people that inhabit it make its configuration
Prejudice, something we all can do without
The flag of many colors is what this land's all about

We all see in black and white
When it comes to someone else's fight
No one ever gets involved, no one
Apathy can never solve

Forced out, brave and mighty
Stolen land, they can't fight it
Hold on to pride and tradition
Even though they know
How much their lives are really missing
We're dissing them
On reservations
A hopeless situation

Cry for the Indians
Die for the Indians
Cry for the Indians
Cry, cry, cry for the Indians