The Tourniquets
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they raised the cost on the sense of security,
and we watch 'em all cash in,
King George the W. slitting throats and wrists,
like blood's going out of fashion,
but you and I are tourniquets,
cause you and I are truly free,
cause you and I break down the great wall of ignorance,
cause we know how to paddle up stream.
right up shit creek,
it's beginning to flood,
when we run out of oil we'll blame it on the weak,
cause we'll run out of oil before we run out of blood,
but you and I bleed red, white, and fuck you,
you and I are truly free,
even though you and I got hoops to jump through,
we see tragedy when they claim victory.
and who reigns victorious?
who is the profiteer,
is it the power in the people,
or is it the power of fear?
I've got a sneaking suspicion,
that they find you and I suspicious,
they cram bullshit down our throats with our indecision,
and gun us down if we don't tell them it's delicious.
Tell us we're not patriotic,
cause we don't support the cause,
cause you at I can't swallow the rhetoric,
cooked up behind the curtain by the Great and Powerful Oz,
but not you and I,
not the us, not the we, not we the people,
cause ain't nobody gonna make us goose-step down the street thinking that we're all equal,
thinking that laws should be made in the temple or the steeple,
I assure you the Lord is not a rich white man,
but the Lord is in you and I,
and we clear the boulders from this once rich and fertile land,
each and everytime we ask why.
and we watch 'em all cash in,
King George the W. slitting throats and wrists,
like blood's going out of fashion,
but you and I are tourniquets,
cause you and I are truly free,
cause you and I break down the great wall of ignorance,
cause we know how to paddle up stream.
right up shit creek,
it's beginning to flood,
when we run out of oil we'll blame it on the weak,
cause we'll run out of oil before we run out of blood,
but you and I bleed red, white, and fuck you,
you and I are truly free,
even though you and I got hoops to jump through,
we see tragedy when they claim victory.
and who reigns victorious?
who is the profiteer,
is it the power in the people,
or is it the power of fear?
I've got a sneaking suspicion,
that they find you and I suspicious,
they cram bullshit down our throats with our indecision,
and gun us down if we don't tell them it's delicious.
Tell us we're not patriotic,
cause we don't support the cause,
cause you at I can't swallow the rhetoric,
cooked up behind the curtain by the Great and Powerful Oz,
but not you and I,
not the us, not the we, not we the people,
cause ain't nobody gonna make us goose-step down the street thinking that we're all equal,
thinking that laws should be made in the temple or the steeple,
I assure you the Lord is not a rich white man,
but the Lord is in you and I,
and we clear the boulders from this once rich and fertile land,
each and everytime we ask why.
