This is a call to wake the sleeping army dreaming for end the fear in our hearts for the last time a shared vision love's transmission through the hollow
Take the banner Hang it upside down this country's in distress from the schools to the factories on the dead edge of town this dream's a fucking mess
This is the moment when we choose to stand upright and direct set the course of our vision : new spirit in the flesh we see the rich man's law dem break
sister I won't let you go I won't let them take you into the silence of a past divided brother keep teaching the power we only move together away from
Are we running so far from facing The numbers who crash in an empty room. False visions we search And the reflections consume. But the mirror is everyone
when they passed out the lotteries of birt? complacency conditioned to suffer what's the price? what's it worth to us? No Justice No Justice Anywhere
When they broke down the door and put their guns in the face of your wife and child and as they pinned you to the floor did you say "officer, i am not
We are fighting a war Here we come now living in a new age Where the roles are set to tear us apart Here we come now fighting for a living wage It's
Which lie is the one that will take me and which war Generations of wage slave data family stories they said don't matter when the last breath burns in
The government say that its what we need to work until we die serving someone else's greed they separate divide but its the same red blood we bleed rob
Hear the preachers from the pulpits of power spin the lies They sell give the youth our rage inna society built on Distraction holy material excess strengthen
Your children are shooting up society 'cause you made money making killing a commodity at war on tv from a faraway field a timebomb generation the nation
This Is America yeah it's true but everything else is false that was taught to me and you but I try to sort it out I'll try to sort it out with you Did
They say we live like this and so we die like this nothing will change but for the same if we don't resist the greed from the start the hate in our hearts
Where did it go? The One! one big dream we don't give up steel-eyed through the pressure drop thirst and hunger workday rhymes in disastrous times build
The preachers from the pulpits of power leaders of cloth they preach to our empty pockets and the same gang with different colors plays up to the dialect
No more coiling in the dust of violence We take while being taken by the price of silence Our safety from fulfillment, the razor's touch Calling your
[Originally by Dag Nasty] What'd you say when we said we'll be here 'til tomorrow in my heart and in my head Fear of failure Fear of reprimand Two big