by the Propagandhi
from the album, Today's Empires, Tomorrow's Ashes [Click to purchase from CD Universe]
Every fucking day our cities tell us what they think of justice.
They lock the courageous away as the cowards plaster the cracks
spreading through the monolith.
But if this man isn't freed, the city burns.
"On this Day of Rememberance let us not kneel and pray for the dead.
Let us stand and activate for the living,
To rescue those about to die" (at the hands of)
Bloated pin-dick motherfuckers
Who bow and curtsy to the seats of power.
We'll never learn and nothing will ever change
As long as we stay this course
Of followers and slaves.
I can't believe we're still content
Reshuffling the same old decks
Of kings and queens and faux-democracies.
I say we hand it back (to the)
Brick by brick,
Wall by wall.