The water level's rising, the water level's rising Everyone alive sing: Who will turn the tide? Bring about land grabs sand bags bring 'em out It's hard
(feat. Tim McIlrath of Rise Against) We request to negotiate We come to you unarmed We desire to communicate You cannot do us harm For one sacrifice
[Chorus] Today, You don't have to be a soldier Don't have to be a soldier, stand down It's okay to be as you were Be as you were again. Is it a scheme
Strange fruit I roll up in my ford taurus Emissions I wont pass like Gandalf at Moria Way out of order Sedan with four doors Pull out garage and lost
Cowboys in a spaceship The crowd noise is wasted Women take pics so they can seem naked Guys tell jokes so they can see 'em naked Church ladies vote what
There's a war going on for your mind Media mavens mount surgical strikes from trapper keeper collages and online magazine racks Cover girl cutouts throw
You play the field like a tractor Scope for greener pastures But you never have scored what you've never asked for Met someone who made me glow Passion
I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars I can ride my bike with no handlebars No handlebars No handlebars Look at me, look
Stand up We shall not be moved Except By a child with no socks and shoes If you've got more to give then you've got to prove Put your hands up and I'll
(No known beat that can keep me lonely) (Combat to get you to bomb back) i know how to rip a mic different i grip it like so tight like a kryptonite
I see you sit And swallow pain For all of those Who will not speak You raise your voice You fill the stage Your eyes are wide You know the weakness That
[Spoken] What I've realized since is that it's a very painful process but it is not destructive. It's the world deliberation. And what really happened
forms are beginning to take shape Once-occupied minds are activating People are waking up The insurgency is alive and well Rise of the flobots Portrait
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 of
[[Spoken: Transmitted.... signals coming through? .....okay. ]] echo echo one-nine hear the call through fault lines smoke signals, old rhymes shorted
Born in the flood bloody fingerpaint sets blackmarketed fresh water canons forget me not epitaph airbrush with death white tee's wife beaters button up
like some angry archers our delivery's pedigree headed for the charts soon hit you in the heart like a harpoon like the chambers of the wu tang clan flobots
