Echoes like the sound of a gunshot 'cross the Richmond city night and are all the punks too drunk to stand upright She's still walking the streets until
For the days to come watch out They're taking everything we die for like the freedom from this world's disorder what did they murder you for? born in
choose to stand Or walk away And I choose to stand Strike the chord Talking ourselves into the grave Strike the chord I refuse to be enslaved Strike
We see the billboard girl the one devoted to ritual standing in the rain holding all of her pain inside I know you're hurting now but I can't point my
To sleep with anger every day - to put your prayers in someone's mouth I watch you struggle with your own antidote, then you spit it out And I can't breathe
Earthbound government's open sores Death and killing are in control while A leader is smiling no thoughts for the people Hearts tied to the floor We know
Brah these silences around me Wrap these silences around me With the darkness all that i see Societies of bitter temper these headstones I pedal through
back into freedom We focus and we defy this time of pain and so we go into the Underground America 1999, but it could be any year, anywhere They try
To live in discontent Anti-establishment Since the day we were born If we just look inside Each of us A thousand rebellions sleep You dance! Upon rights
You were there down by the water on that ambush night when all the 'CRASS' punks refused to fight Instead too many tithed into the shooting star trading
I see you Staring out from the printed page the calm before the storm in your breath The sunset on the side of your face the moments between life and
We are not the images we see I refuse to follow the fashion to its end hypocrisy is killing me on the rights of your wealth I disagree this puppets culture
The tyrants have taken our softest dreams The tyrants have stolen our minds so it seems The tyrants music deafens undetected are our screams The tyrants
They say we're not so free My Solidarity with everything you kill all gone now live again [Chorus] Poisoned by the religions so we drink to drain our
To glitter Like cities breathing below while lights mark time in the lowest room outside the white man's death in the hands of violence are choking our
So I'll write these words now for you my friend here after all this time we may never sing this one it's just here as a light to help you When the power
Are you a hard-faced boy with hooligan eyes? Are your hands driven to murder? The conscience they teach you to despise Inna world full of the sell-out
We live in violence, after slumber. In a vanquish, shoveled over. Jaded shades to hope onto. You are many, THEY ARE FEW. Without a force to question.
