From the recording hippiefaggottraitorpeacepussies
Lyrics
Porn on my computer
Cold beer inside the fridge
The superbowl distracts me
As I take another swig
Lyin' in the chatroom
Identity in flux
Standin' at the ATM
Pin numbers and a hundred bucks
City lights behind me
On the road to another place
I really only wanna make music
With my friends in outer space
There are wars going on around me
I don't know what to do
They're abolishing civil liberties
And our right to choose
Song is my distraction
Song is my distraction
Spoons to the pan and a bucket to beat
Were all gathered 'round
Dancin' in the street
Economy is crumbling
The kids are rising up
The war machine is rumbling
Dismantle and disrupt it
My skin is what surrounds me
And the outsides pushing in
And the insides pressing out
Stiff like a mannequin
Strike up a pot of coffee
Once again my friend
Tonight, we're gonna stay up
And watch the war begin (or end)
Found a new lover
And her name is peace
And she birthed more babies
Than there are police