Texty:
Strike Anywhere Change Is A Sound

We see the billboard girl the one devoted to ritual standing in the rain holding all of her pain inside I know you're hurting now but I can't point

have the seed so people are speaking out against what they see searching for the truth within the promises of liberty people are imprisoned for what they believe or is

feeling alive in the dead world they've made are you working for a promise? are you working for a promise already betrayed while the dreams of the nation are just a

it kills our faith in a future they shot and missed our ways of expression : a heart not a fist we sing ! No Justice No Justice Anywhere, Until We Put

will the houses that the landlords built keep out the bullet sound American Justice American Lies a racist prison anaesthetized I wish the good cops If they exist the very best and a

fire in the eyes of the young population once fallen asleep soon to rise to the occasion you won't find my name for the future roll call for a leader, a bleeder, a

a moth to the flame. [Roxie Hart] A moth? [Billy Flynn] Now I am a man who will assist and you're a butterfly. Crushed on a wheel! [Roxie Hart] Wait