The Snake

My hands are soaked in blood
My heart is stained with hate
Put them together
And I’ll break your fuckin face
Drop you where you stand
Time to face the music
And wash all the oil from the land
Diseased Mother Earth
Poisoned father sky
Diamond tear drops fall from both their eyes
It’s time to revolt
Against the corruption of the guiding hand
We must rebel against greed
And the legislature that is planned

Fuck the TPP
Fuck your citizen one
Fuck your k k kops
And fuck your industry of Koch
The people will hold out
Until there is no more hope
Then the day will come
When we set fire to the sun

Tear gas will rain down from the sky
Like the sadness of a seventh son
Batons will clash with the fist of disposable youth
Set fire to the governors mansion
Where he hides from the truth
Rise up like a newly sentient drone
Against the guns on the roofs
A revolution is brewing
A movement is stirring
It’s name is on the lady
That watches o’er the land

We must dispel treason
No matter the rank
We must take back what’s ours
It can be with words and votes
Or with gasoline grenades
Either way
Revolution is thy name
Take a moment now to think of wear you stand

Poison in your cereal
Complacency in your drink
Prison in your cure
And natural gas coming out your sink
Money is your voice
And medicine your chain
It’s clear to me
That everything must change
We the people
Not we the banks
They prey upon our labor
And try to divide our ranks
We must come together
Once again be liberty’s snake
Or we will cook alive
Trapped by gravity and polluted air

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