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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Tim Commerford
Tim Commerford
Bass
Zack de la Rocha
Zack de la Rocha
Stimme und Gesang
Tom Morello
Tom Morello
E-Gitarre
Brad Wilk
Brad Wilk
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tim Commerford
Tim Commerford
Songwriter:in
Zack de la Rocha
Zack de la Rocha
Songwriter:in
Tom Morello
Tom Morello
Komponist:in
Brad Wilk
Brad Wilk
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Rage Against the Machine
Rage Against the Machine
Co-Produzent:in
Brendan O'Brien
Brendan O'Brien
Produzent:in
Nick DiDia
Nick DiDia
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Russ Fowler
Russ Fowler
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Sugar D
Sugar D
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Kevin Lively
Kevin Lively
Ingenieurassistent:in
Atom
Atom
Ingenieurassistent:in

Lyrics

The sun ablaze as Maria's foot touches the surface of sand On northern land, as human contraband Some rico from Jalisco passed her name to the Boss She stuffed into a truckbed, she clutches her cross Here comes the exhaust and it rips through her lungs She's off fast to the pasture, like cattle she'll cross Degree 106, sweat and vomit are thrown And she prays and suffocates upon the memories of home Of Yanqui guns for blood debts on the loans Of smoldering fields, rape, rubble, and bones Of graves hidden, trapped up in visions of war Of nothing, no one, nobody, no more These are her mountains and skies and she radiates Through history's rivers of blood, she regenerates And like the sun disappears only to reappear She's eternally here Her time is near, never conquered but here To tear away at the mask And now she got a quota, the needle and thread crucifixion Sold and shipped across the new line of Mason Dixon Rippin' through denim the point an inch from her vein The foreman approach, his steps now pound in her brain His presence, it terrifies and eclipses her days No minutes to rest, no moments to pray And with a whisper he whips her, her soul chained to his will "My job is to kill if you forget to take your pill" Her arms jerks, the sisters gather 'round her and scream As if in a dream, eyes on the crimson stream Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to the floor I am nothing, no one, nobody, no more These are her mountains and skies and she radiates Through history's rivers of blood, she regenerates And like the sun disappears only to reappear (Maria) She's eternally here Her time is near, never conquered but here To tear away at the mask Away at the mask To tear away at the mask No minutes to rest No moment to pray No minutes to rest No moment to pray No minutes to rest It eclipses her day, just a moment to pray To tear away at the mask Away at the mask To tear away at the mask To tear away at the mask
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim, Leonard Bernstein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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