Every fucking day
Our cities tell us what they think of justice.
They lock the courageous away
As the cowards plaster the cracks spreading through the monolith.
But if this man isn't freed, this city burns.
This city burns.
This city burns.
This city burns.
"on this day of remembrance
Let us not kneel and pray for the dead.
Let us stand and activate for the living,
To rescue those about to die"
At the hands of bullshit politicians;
Bloated pin-dick motherfuckers
Bullshit politicians;
Who bow and curtsy to the seats of power.
We'll never learn
And nothing will ever change
As long as we stay this course
Of followers and slaves.
I can't believe we're still content
Reshuffling the same old decks
Of kings and queens and faux-democracies.
I say we hand it back
To the bullshit politicians.
Brick by brick, wall by wall…
