Prisoner Echoes

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 f**king mess Our sisters' and mothers' rights to choose and powers determined to fake the news this poison undertow the bigot's power grows when we put our will to sleep in the radiation of rioting pictures we let them jail and murder our sisters break out Up on the hill where the road is red if you look close enough Down in the valley we're the living dead while our hands are cracked and rough for every deception that the papers print to fortify their lie Our creativity always wins from now to the day we die I see the young revolutionaries changing clothes living in condition while the third world grows weary of supporting all the costume changes all right Anthems for New World Disorder hammers to the bricks and mortar consciousness in crisis it's up to you So what are you gonna do? When we put our will to sleep under the blankets of patriot colors we let them jail and murder our brothers break out Up on the hill where the road is red if you look close enough Down in the valley we're the living dead while our hands are cracked and rough for every deception that the papers print to fortify their lie Our creativity always wins from now to the day we die Take this banner Hang it upside down this country's in distress