Wilkes Booth Style

歌詞

abate the ones who hesitate to stand their ground rally when the sky is falling, catch the clouds together ants can overcome and kill the ox the only key is knowing how to break the locks i hate to say when blue skies are turning gray ante-up, son, its time to get paid raise a fist or get the fuck out the way FUCK THE FAKE ONES! break the long arm, stand up and say FUCK THE POLICE! sound the drums, there's no time to play FUCK THE TYRANTS! seize the time, turn night into day war saves no one i know this plant will keep growing you water it without even knowing and everytime you choose to consume another arm on the poison vine blooms never praise the gods with human sacrifice but if yer dogs are itchin' you can scratch the lice live free or die tryin' and reject the boss pay the toll or burn the bridge and swim across