g****** we must be living in the last days if,
The president's black but the system is racist.
When I got to your house everybody was wasted,
Gotta hang those crackers who lynched Troy Davis.
If I start to believe in the words that we're saying,
Gonna get locked up or knocked dead on the pavement.
Chinga la frontera but while we're waiting,
Got some new punk vinyl and it's f****** amazing.
But don't you dare push play on that record player before,
You can give me one good reason not to walk out of this door.
Drive your car up to Oro Valley and burn every store I can find,
Because these days it just seems like the best thing that I can try.
Is to never leave my house for weeks at a time,
So nobody asks how I am and I don't have to lie.
I swear every song is a prophesy or it's,
A promise we have to live up to before it's,
Even worth the time that it took to record it,
Because I don't want to be another a****** on tour because,
I'm too lazy to go to work in the morning,
And I guess that's true but this has got to be more than,
A bomb shelter for us to ride out the war in.
I'd sooner kiss these ruins than f****** ignore them,
But don't you dare give up on us or anarchy before,
You can name one government not rotten to its core
When this world finally burns who will be holding the torch?
These days it just seems like the best thing that I can try,
Is to never go back home for weeks at a time,
So nobody asks how I am and I don't have to lie.
The president's black but the system is racist.
When I got to your house everybody was wasted,
Gotta hang those crackers who lynched Troy Davis.
If I start to believe in the words that we're saying,
Gonna get locked up or knocked dead on the pavement.
Chinga la frontera but while we're waiting,
Got some new punk vinyl and it's f****** amazing.
But don't you dare push play on that record player before,
You can give me one good reason not to walk out of this door.
Drive your car up to Oro Valley and burn every store I can find,
Because these days it just seems like the best thing that I can try.
Is to never leave my house for weeks at a time,
So nobody asks how I am and I don't have to lie.
I swear every song is a prophesy or it's,
A promise we have to live up to before it's,
Even worth the time that it took to record it,
Because I don't want to be another a****** on tour because,
I'm too lazy to go to work in the morning,
And I guess that's true but this has got to be more than,
A bomb shelter for us to ride out the war in.
I'd sooner kiss these ruins than f****** ignore them,
But don't you dare give up on us or anarchy before,
You can name one government not rotten to its core
When this world finally burns who will be holding the torch?
These days it just seems like the best thing that I can try,
Is to never go back home for weeks at a time,
So nobody asks how I am and I don't have to lie.