Be Proud Of Your Rebellion

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Be proud of your rebellion
Let them etch your name of the scroll
Do not hide in the shadows
For they’re still coming for your soul
Stand up boldly in disapproval
For they can’t silence every voice
Rise up in robust rejection
Protest their very system while you have a choice
Do not wait – for the end could be near
Only through our absolute unity can we fight
They’re all the same – ass or pachyderm
They’ll bleed us dry if we can’t unite

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Don’t Be Afraid To Call Out Evil

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Don’t be afraid to call out evil
Make sure you know where you stand
No longer hiding in the crevices & shadows
Appeasement merely allows hate to expand
You’ll need to be armed with more than love
For their guns & bombs remain indiscriminate
The world must rise together from their roots
Governments working for peace that’s counterfeit
We cannot tolerate the lies & backroom deals
Reject the leaders that won’t support the people’s claim
Our moral guidance needs a little more prayer
Stand with me; let us greet love with a righteous name

Gimme A Minute Till I Look Pretty

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Gimme a minute till I look pretty
I don’t want to go out there without my cologne
I can’t deal with the sketchy people
You know, they’ve hidden away all the pay phones
I don’t trust the Gov’t hiding behind rain coats
The shadows are weary with their demodulation
Open your windows to the rain – expect justice
I shall bare my raw breast in hopes of emotional rehabilitation

Fifteen Dollars & A Broken Jaw To Boot

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Fifteen dollars & a broken jaw to boot
Expanding cities complete with souls for sale
Government land, but it’s not something to own
Your identity stolen down a worn migration trail
Pushing eighty-five before the winter sun goes down
Desert road adventures through the land of the free
Missing midnight mass for its not yet that time
Rumors & hints of how much you really mean to me
Your voice remains dry after another weekend
Do you remember the faces of all those left undone
Our days pass on by in those decadent whispers
Though all our remaining years will pass by as one