Burn the Mall
Rebel Hell
Punk
About
Exploding with distorted guitar riffs and fast aggressive drumming, this punk anthem drives simple chord progressions fueled by raw unpolished energy. Shouted confrontational vocals rage against consumerism, screens, and control in a lo-fi DIY production that captures urgent live-band fury. At approximately 172 seconds, it's a short, relentless call to rebellion.
Lyrics
Smash it down! Break it free!
Chained to the screen, buying lies they sell, Pockets empty, hearts in rebel hell. Boss man's laughing, suits pull every string, We're the spark, gonna make it sting.
No more chains, no more fake control! Burn the mall, tear down the whole damn soul! Rise up now, fists in the air! Anarchy calls, we don't fuckin' care!
Street kids screaming, paint the walls with rage, DIY fire, turn the locked-up page. They build their towers, we kick in the door, Youth on the edge, craving something more.
No more chains, no more fake control! Burn the mall, tear down the whole damn soul! Rise up now, fists in the air! Anarchy calls, we don't fuckin' care!
Smash it down!
Break it free!
No control!
We're free!
Burn the Mall
Rebel Hell
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