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 dream is fucked!
Our sisters' and mothers' rights to choose
And powers determined to fake the news
This poison undertow
The bigot's power grows
Chorus: When we put our will to sleep
In the radiation of rioting pictures
We let them jail and murder our sisters
Break out!
Up on the hill where the road is red
If you look close enough
Down in the valley, we're the living dead
While our hands are cracked and rough
For every deception that the papers print
To fortify the lie
Our creativity always wins
From now until the day we die....DAY WE DIE!!!
I see the young revolutionaries changing clothes
Living in condition while the third world grows
Weary of supporting all the costume changes
All right
Anthems for New World Disorder
Hammers to the bricks and mortar
Consciousness in crisis
It’s up to you
So what are you gonna do?
(Chorus)
TAKE THE BANNER!!
HANG IT UPSIDE DOWN!!!
This country's in distress.............
