Gay Avek Compilation

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This compilation is a benefit for the Tikkun Olam Documentary. It's kind-of, sort-of about Judaism, but not really. Less than half of the bands on this have anything to do with Judaism, and many bands don't even have a Jewish member.

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released 05 April 2012

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tags: punk folk hardcore jewish punk Maryland

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Track Name: Gay Avek - Down With The Police!
Brothers and sisters,
Let's do it together!
Let's bury little Nikolai
Along with his mother!

Hey, hey, down with the police!
Down with autocracy in Russia!
Track Name: Coke Bust - Degradation
People over people and fictitious kings, calling all the shots, pulling all the strings. On the median in the heat, begging for change and sleeping in the streets. Put on a stage and verbally abused, put in a costume while he feeds them their food. Degradation - how we cope. Degradation - we pass it along. Degradation - how we react. The war of the classes and the lines have been drawn. Degrade. Painfully losing while you assert your dominance. Bleeding and bruising while you flash your dominance.
Track Name: Sweet Empire - On Fake Borders
“ I’ll never meet on your terms!”
They said in twofaced parade
“I don’t share your reliefs”
“I don’t share your beliefs”

Keep on building your walls – On fake borders and guard them with guns
Keep on throwing those silly rocks – Instead of talking, fire more bombs
You cannot stand the peace they seek – integrity is for the weak
You cannot stand their holy land – because it’s yours to keep

Bring up that conversation about history and gas chambers
But you know that that’s so out of place here

Build another wall – yet another wall (2x)
Not with bricks but with muslim skulls

Keep on building your walls – On fake borders and guard them with guns
Keep on throwing those silly rocks – Instead of talking, Fire more bombs
You’ll keep on throwing shit around and it never ends
You’ll keep on throwing dirt around and it never-never ends

You rather slit their throats than confessing you are wrong
You rather slit your throat than confessing you are wrong

Keep on building your walls – On fake borders and guard them with guns
Keep on throwing those silly rocks – Instead of talking, Fire more bombs
You’ll keep on throwing shit around and it never end.
You’ll keep on throwing dirt around will it ever-ever end
Track Name: Burning Bridges - Butt Cheese America
if growing up is the next stage in life
then i don’t wanna ever know ... what its like
lets just be kids for ever
i don’t wanna.. grow up today
so now you tell me that this is it
i will never play golf.. i’d rather be dead
we gotta make sure we stay kids forever
i just wanna.. play kick ball
and it seems like every year is flying by
before we know it, its summer time
we hangout all day, then go to shows
we try not to waste our time changing our clothes
no one is wrong in a house of kids
there are no rules in a house of kids
no one is excluded in a house of kids
there are no bed times in a house of kids
if working full-time is what happens next
then i don’t wanna ever know ... what its like
lets just be kids for ever
i don’t wanna.. ever grow up
so now you tell me that this is it
i’ll never learn to sit still.. i’d rather be dead
we better stay kids forever, cause
i just wanna.. play wall ball
i don’t wanna get a real job
you tell me to act my age
i don’t even know, what that means
Track Name: Hold Tight! - Lessons
In a silent room, the walls come crashing down. One minute thirty three seconds of sound to change my life forever. I knew that I would never be the same. I remember it like yesterday. Things seemed so simple but we were still angry. I could feel it deep inside my bones. We'd never ever be alone. Always has been, always will be the only thing ever made sense to me. I might be screaming at a wall, but I'll give it my all.
Track Name: Dactyl - Montgomery Uber Alles
blah blah blah gentrification is bad blah blah blah
Track Name: Foozle! - Across The Room
i saw you from across the room
you were slightly drunk, i was completely out of tune
those summer nights changed my life and we grew so close
too bad i havent seen you in a fucking life time

those summer nights changed my life
i grew up, i got out and i grew old
and i was spending every night
just wishing i would never go home

we spent every minute, just wishing things would never end
its times like this i can only say, its been well spent
Track Name: Di Nigunim - Warsaw Bunt!
They've sealed us in
350,000 men, women and children
so now what chance do we have
but to take up (in) arms and fight them back
or forever lay to rest
lets fight them now
with all our love, and with all our strength
never give up
until our last breath for our futures sake!

6000 a day are sent to camps of work and death
hear Mordechaj say
the time is now to shoot them in the streets
in broad daylight and throw cocktails at their feet
come with me now to/and join the ZOB
where we will resist!
we will show our might
and leave them bloody in the streets!

Nine Teen 43
Nazis are stopped and killed in the shtetyl street
deportations to Treblinka are stopped
for the first time!

We fought and some fell
but lives were saved by heroes of the ZOB!
fought for our humanity, our dignity
and our children's future!

Antek, Kazik, Tosia, Marek, Julian, Kalel, Zivia, Zacariah,
Tuvia, Shmuel, Zia, Clara, Moshe, Ariel, Michael, Leon,
Moshe
&
Mordechaj!


Achim Vachayot Shenaflu
Haneshamot Shelanu Nichsifa L'ahava Shelcha
Tihye Etanu Achshav
V'Tar'e Lanu Et Hachesed K'mo Bayamim Haheim
Track Name: Ramshackle Glory - Your Heart Is A Muscle...
dalia never showed me nothing but kindness. she would say: “i know how sad you get. and some days, i still get that way, but it gets better. it gets better. it gets better. sweetie, it gets better, i promise you.” and she tells me: your heart is a muscle the size of your fist. keep on loving. keep on fighting. and hold on, and hold on, hold on for your life. ian built a cabin in the woods to live in. for years, terrifying noises kept him up at night with a twelve gauge under his pillow. he’s living in boston now, going to art school. i forgive him. i forgive him. hell, i’ll admit it: i’m proud of him. serena’s an architect and a carpenter. she’s such a feminist she says she isn’t one, because goddamn, my gender shouldn’t matter. and her motorcycle glides through the streets of providence, down to the warehouse district. the paint job is as stunning as her knowledge of medieval building techniques. your heart is a muscle the size of your fist. keep on loving. keep on fighting. and hold on, and hold on, hold on for your life. this one goes out to georgios. he knows how to dance. abby banks, your book is beautiful, and fuck anyone who says otherwise. scott, i love you and you make me glad to be alive. i promise that i’m gonna pay you back. you always know how funny everything is, even when i’m so serious that it’s gonna be the death of me. like the time that our friend chuck came over to our house. he said he needed somebody to take care of his pets, because he was going out of town. i asked him: “where?” and he said: “new mexico.” i asked if i could get a ride. he said: “no, you don’t want to follow me where it is that i’m going.” he pulled out of the drive way. that was the last time we saw him, because he drove straight to his parent’s cabin and put a bullet in his head. your heart is a muscle the size of your fist. keep on loving. keep on fighting. and hold on, and hold on, hold on for your life.
Track Name: Yoni and Malkah - BDS
Israel acting so bad
You think they're ever turning back?
They ride their big tanks
Over Gaza and the West Bank.
And the US says it's fine
Just don't cross over that line
And if you do, we'll cover for you
Don't worry.

Apartheid is bad so why don't you boycott it?
Teargas in the air
They don't care,
They love the smell of it.
Guns against stones
They bulldoze homes
But BDS excites me.

Come on, come on, come on
Hang up on Motorola
Come on come on come on
I don't like Sabra hummus
Come on come on come on
Got no love for Ahava
Come on come on come on
Derail Veolia

Occupation is a crime
Apartheid is not divine
I don't care what you call it
Just hit them in their wallet

Chorus.

Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me
Oh you turn me on
It's exactly what I've been yearning for
Give it to me strong
Meet me at the border
We'll all make the wall fall y'all
I like it like it