that you're standing within All of your neighbors, they're family-friends. How would you cope facing the fact The flesh on their hands was tainted with
clear get us out of here we need heroes build them don't put your fist up fill them Fight with our hopes and our hearts and our hands we're the architects
You know the weakness That you've felt Is not just yours So many more You're not alone The song you sing is not your own You fill the room with something
settle it a place and a space where theres nothing to meddle with lyrical combat to get you to bomb back blonde, black, lets get beyond that sing songs that attack with
So much pain we Dont know how to be but angry Feel infected like weve got gangrene Please dont let anybody try to change me Me Just me In the middle
m rootin' For the other team in the culture wars So I stab the beast belly as the vulture snores YO JOE! Let it blow with convulsive force ?Til walls
Born in the flood bloody fingerpaint sets blackmarketed fresh water canons forget me not epitaph airbrush with death white tee's wife beaters button
hands up and I'll copy you We shall not be moved Except By a child with no socks and shoes Except by a woman dying from a loss of food Except by a freedom fighter
s pedigree headed for the charts soon hit you in the heart like a harpoon like the chambers of the wu tang clan flobots got that method man wanna hang with
your mind Media mavens mount surgical strikes from trapper keeper collages and online magazine racks Cover girl cutouts throw up pop-up ads Infecting victims with
Defeat is impossible Your weapons are already in hand Reach within you and find the means by which to gain your freedom Fight with tools Your fate and
future I see the strings that control the systems I can do anything with no assistance I can lead a nation with a microphone With a microphone With a
the world that you?re standin? within All of your neighbors and family friends How would you cope facin? the fact The flesh on their hands was tainted with
clear Get us out of here We need heroes, build them Don?t put your fist up, fill them With our hopes, with our hearts and our hands We?re the architects
know the weakness that you've felt Is not just yours, so many more, you're not alone The songs you sing are not your own You lift the room with somethin
So much pain We don?t know how to be but angry Feel infected like we?ve got gangrene Please don?t let anybody try to change me Me, just me, in the middle
rootin' For the other team in the culture wars So, I stab the beast belly as the vulture snores Yo Joe, let it blow with convulsive force Till walls
up and I'll copy you We shall not be moved Except by a child with no socks and shoes Except by a woman dyin? from the loss of food Except by a freedom fighter
