Hey, sit down and listen and they'll tell you when you're wrong Eradicate but vindicate as progress creeps along Puritan work ethic maintains it's subconscious
And even if it's easy to be free What's your definition of freedom? And who the fuck are you, anyway? Who the fuck are they? Who the fuck am I to say
Even if it's easy to be free What's your definition of freedom? And who the fuck are you, anyway? Who the fuck are they? Who the fuck am I to say?
I wanna see the Constitution burn Wanna watch the White House overturn Wanna witness some blue blood bleed red I wanna tar and lynch the KKK I wanna
Originally performed by Mob 47 Vi ar inte varda ett skit, vi ar regeringens slavar Vi ar ett redskap, ett redskap for mer makt Dom styr vara liv Vi
Our God, is an awesome God He reigns from Heaven above With wisdom, power and love Our God, is an awesome God He reigns from Heaven above With wisdom
Well, he's down with the Capitalist system But he lost a lot, those Capitalists He's read you every book that you'd ever list him Now he'll put you back
From the sun out of the east A Brilliant light arose A thorny crown upon his head Cut from a branch of rose Through blazing eyes I saw within A peace
I saw on my both sides an abyss full of black shapes of hell they scream and call me brother, they call me brother I saw on my both sides an abyss
You thought of us before the world began to breathe You knew our names before we came to be You saw the very day we'd fall away from You And how desperately
Originally performed by TSOL Abolish government There's nothing to it Forget about God He's no innocent We live by a system Of perfect goals People vs
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The government totally sucks You motherfucker The government totally sucks Ben franklyn was a rebel indeed He liked to get naked while he smoked on the
(Verse 1): These three words is all it takes To understand this good thing ( just a fling) it's just a fling It threw back the night that he said I can
Call me the lord of all wars, call me the lord of storms Call me the lord of all hate and disorder My reign shall not be complete until the whole defeat
Oh, great God, there's nothing You can't do Oh, great God, You speak and mountains move We believe, we believe Oh, great God, there's none outside Your
"What do you do with it?" Just shut up and take it man. Put it on your tongue.
she's always askin' him what he wants to do how many times does he have = to say, he's fucking confused? he'd run away but they're nowhere else to = run