[00:00.00] 作词 : Rage Against The Machine
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Brad Wilk/Tom Morello/Timothy Commerford
[00:50.58]Check it...uggh!
[01:00.32]Huh!
[00:50.58]
[01:05.82]Silence
[01:06.19]Something about silence makes me sick
[01:08.49]cause silence can be violent
[01:10.00]Sorta like a slit wrist
[01:10.99]If the vibe was suicide
[01:12.92]Then you would push da button
[01:14.57]But if ya bowin down
[01:16.18]Then let me do the cuttin
[01:17.62]Some speak the sounds
[01:18.37]But speak in silent voices
[01:20.50]Like radio is silent
[01:22.18]Though it fills the air with noises
[01:23.80]Its transmissions bring submission
[01:25.42]As ya mold to the unreal
[01:26.98]And mad boy grips the microphone
[01:28.97]Wit a fistful of steel
[01:30.98]Yeah...and mad mad boy grips the microphone
[01:41.52]Wit a fistful of steel
[01:48.01]Wit a fistful of steel
[01:50.06]（cause I know the power of the question）
[01:52.06]Wit a fistful of steel
[02:00.43]Wit a fistful of steel
[02:01.61]（and I wont stop cause I know the power of the question）
[02:04.49]Its time to flow like the fluid in ya veins
[02:09.85]If ya will it, I will spill it
[02:11.73]And ya out just as quick as ya came
[02:13.54]Not a silent one
[02:14.59]But a defiant one
[02:16.15]Never a normal one
[02:17.79]cause Im the bastard son
[02:19.65]With the visions of the move
[02:21.33]Vocals not to soothe
[02:22.83]But to ignite and put in flight
[02:24.64]My sense of militance
[02:26.20]Groovin, playin this game called survival
[02:29.13]The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival
[02:32.02]The silent sheep slippin, riffin, trippin
[02:35.45]Give ya a glimpse of the reality Im grippin
[02:38.38]Steppin into the jam and Im slammin like shaquille
[02:41.88]Mad boy grips the microphone
[02:43.19]Wit a fistful of steel
[02:45.50]Yeah...and mad boy grips the microphone
[02:56.36]Wit a fistful of steel
[03:02.53]Wit a fistful of steel
[03:03.97]（cause I know the power of the question）
[03:06.71]Wit a fistful of steel
[03:09.71]Wit a fistful of steel
[03:16.95]（and I wont stop cause I know the power of the question）
[03:19.63]Ahh shit
[03:26.51]And I wont stop cause I know the power of the question
[03:33.88]And if the vibe was suicide
[03:53.72]Then you would push da button
[03:55.40]But if ya bowin down
[03:56.84]Then let me do the cuttin'
[03:58.59]Yeah!
[04:05.14]Come on!
[04:07.27]A .44 full of bullets
[04:18.49]Face full of pale
[04:21.61]Eyes full of empty
[04:24.30]A stare full of nails
[04:27.42]The roulette ball rolls alone on the wheel
[04:33.64]A mind full of fire
[04:35.70]And a fistful of steel
[04:39.20]And if the vibe was suicide
[04:41.57]Then you would push da button
[04:42.88]But if ya bowin down
[04:44.07]Then let me do the cuttin
[04:45.69]Yeah! wit a fistful of steel!
[04:53.64]Come on!
[05:07.24]Uggh!
[05:10.17]Wit a fistful of steel!
[05:17.97]Uggh!

作词 : Rage Against The Machine
作曲 : Brad Wilk/Tom Morello/Timothy Commerford
Check it...uggh!
Huh!
Silence
Something about silence makes me sick
cause silence can be violent
Sorta like a slit wrist
If the vibe was suicide
Then you would push da button
But if ya bowin down
Then let me do the cuttin
Some speak the sounds
But speak in silent voices
Like radio is silent
Though it fills the air with noises
Its transmissions bring submission
As ya mold to the unreal
And mad boy grips the microphone
Wit a fistful of steel
Yeah...and mad mad boy grips the microphone
Wit a fistful of steel
Wit a fistful of steel
（cause I know the power of the question）
Wit a fistful of steel
Wit a fistful of steel
（and I wont stop cause I know the power of the question）
Its time to flow like the fluid in ya veins
If ya will it, I will spill it
And ya out just as quick as ya came
Not a silent one
But a defiant one
Never a normal one
cause Im the bastard son
With the visions of the move
Vocals not to soothe
But to ignite and put in flight
My sense of militance
Groovin, playin this game called survival
The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival
The silent sheep slippin, riffin, trippin
Give ya a glimpse of the reality Im grippin
Steppin into the jam and Im slammin like shaquille
Mad boy grips the microphone
Wit a fistful of steel
Yeah...and mad boy grips the microphone
Wit a fistful of steel
Wit a fistful of steel
（cause I know the power of the question）
Wit a fistful of steel
Wit a fistful of steel
（and I wont stop cause I know the power of the question）
Ahh shit
And I wont stop cause I know the power of the question
And if the vibe was suicide
Then you would push da button
But if ya bowin down
Then let me do the cuttin'
Yeah!
Come on!
A .44 full of bullets
Face full of pale
Eyes full of empty
A stare full of nails
The roulette ball rolls alone on the wheel
A mind full of fire
And a fistful of steel
And if the vibe was suicide
Then you would push da button
But if ya bowin down
Then let me do the cuttin
Yeah! wit a fistful of steel!
Come on!
Uggh!
Wit a fistful of steel!
Uggh!