Turn My Mic Up Louder, I Got To Say
Something Lightweights Steppin′ Aside When We Come In Feel
It In Your Chest, The Syllables Get Pumping People
On The Street Then Panic And Start Running Words
On Loose Leaf Sheet, Complete Coming I Jump In
My Mind, I Summon The Rhyme I'm Dumping
Healing The Blind, I Promise To Let The Sun
In Sick Of The Dark Ways We March To
The Drumming Jump When They Tell Us That They
Wanna See Jumping Fuck That, I Wanna See Some
Fists Pumping Risk Something, Take Back What′s Yours
Say Something That You Know They Might Attack You
For 'Cause I'm Sick Of Being Treated Like I
Had Before Like It′s Stupid Standing For What I′m
Standing For Like This War's Really Just A Different
Brand Of War Like It Doesn′t Cater To Rich
And Abandon Poor Like They Understand You, In The
Back Of Their Jet When You Can't Put Gas
In Your Tank These Fuckers Are Laughing Their
Way To The Bank, And Cashing Their Check Asking
You To Have Compassion And Have Some Respect For
A Leader So Nervous In An Obvious Way Stuttering
And Mumbling For Nightly News To Replay And The
Rest Of The World Watching At The End Of
The Day In The Living Room, Laughing Like, 'What
Did He Say?' Amen Amen Amen Amen Amen
In My Living Room Watching It, But I
Am Not Laughing ′Cause When It Gets Tense, I
Know What Might Happen The War Is Cold, The
Bold Men Take Action Have To React To Get
Blown Into Fractions Ten Years Old, There's Something To
See Another Kid My Age Drugged Under A Jeep
Taken And Bound And Found Later Under A Tree
I Wonder If He Had Thought ′the Next One
Could Be Me' Do You See The Soldiers
That Are Out Today? They Brush The Dust From
Bulletproof Vests Away It's Ironic, At Times Like This
You′d Pray But A Bomb Blew The Mosque Up
Yesterday There′s Bombs On The Buses, Bikes, Roads Inside
Your Market, Your Shops, And Your Clothes My
Dad, He's Got A Lot Of Fear, I Know
But Enough Pride Inside Not To Let That Show
My Brother Had A Book He Would Hold With
Pride A Little Red Cover With A Broken Spine
On The Back He Hand-wrote A Quote Inside 'When
The Rich Wage War, It′s The Poor Who Die'
Meanwhile, The Leader Just Talks Away Stuttering And Mumbling
For Nightly News To Replay The Rest Of The
World Watching At The End Of The Day Both
Scared And Angry, Like 'What Did He Say?'
Amen Amen Amen Amen Amen With Hands Held
High Into A Sky So Blue As The Ocean
Opens Up To Swallow You With Hands Held High
Into A Sky So Blue As The Ocean Opens
Up To Swallow You With Hands Held High Into
A Sky So Blue As The Ocean Opens Up
To Swallow You With Hands Held High Into A
Sky So Blue As The Ocean Opens Up To
Swallow You With Hands Held High Into A Sky
So Blue As The Ocean Opens Up To Swallow
You With Hands Held High Into A Sky So
Blue As The Ocean Opens Up To Swallow You