And it's a slow ride, at the airport and flying out to listen to those bad guitars and it's a showdown, we got the bandstand blarin' out the bathroom c'mon listen up cause it's an anthem and all the kids takin' post rock and flockin' to their fancy shows well it's a hoedown with their arms up eyes plucked and screamin' for those loud guitars we're preachin' madness we got the movement, subtly and sifting out the slow support and it's a trip home from the court house and back into the cell block we're reppin' stateside LA to P5D all people worldwide bust the tape in and tussle with bass line.