Echoes like the sound of a gunshot 'cross the Richmond city night and are all the punks too drunk to stand upright She's still walking the streets until
I see you Staring out from the printed page the calm before the storm in your breath The sunset on the side of your face the moments between life and
For the days to come watch out They're taking everything we die for like the freedom from this world's disorder what did they murder you for? born in
they bury them all Hiding from us all this time ghosts flickering and out of my mind Dead End Streets We walk by No Retreat Staring at the sun Dead End
You were there down by the water on that ambush night when all the 'CRASS' punks refused to fight Instead too many tithed into the shooting star trading
So I'll write these words now for you my friend here after all this time we may never sing this one it's just here as a light to help you When the power
House Arrest" Hear the clock ticks like the bombs of history jail time ticking outside they keep us treading the lines the stocks and figures hands
Take the banner Hang it upside down this country's in distress from the schools to the factories on the dead edge of town this dream's a fucking mess
This Is America yeah it's true but everything else is false that was taught to me and you but I try to sort it out I'll try to sort it out with you
The preachers from the pulpits of power leaders of cloth they preach to our empty pockets and the same gang with different colors plays up to the dialect
Where did it go? The One! one big dream we don't give up steel-eyed through the pressure drop thirst and hunger workday rhymes in disastrous times build